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Chapter 362 Disintegration

Chapter 362 Disintegration

The remaining spiritual stones were instantly refined and transformed into spiritual power, stimulating the operation of the formation..

When the spiritual power encounters the first counter-spiritual formation, it instantly reverses and disintegrates, taking on the dark color of nothingness and forming a terrifying power of disintegration..

Spiritual power is like fire, flowing along the large array, triggering the counter-spiritual array one after another, triggering layer upon layer of deeper and more complex disintegration..

Finally, these disintegrating forces move with the formation, reaching every corner, reversely disintegrating each formation, and stacking up into extremely terrifying power, instantly causing the entire formation to collapse and self-destruct.!

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The monks who were evacuated to the outer mountains are retreating towards Tongxian City.

Mo Shan had a bad premonition. He looked for Mo Hua in the crowd, but couldn't find him. At this moment, he saw Zhang Lan. He quickly stepped forward, grabbed Zhang Lan's sleeves, and nervously asked:

"What about ink paintings??"

Zhang Lan, who was busy evacuating, was startled, and then he realized what he was doing. He couldn't help but turn his head and look towards the mountains..

At this moment, the world suddenly fell silent.

It was as if all the sounds were swallowed up by the boundless nothingness. The entire Daheishan Mountains were instantly silent, and contained the repression before the shocking rainstorm..

Zhang Lan and Mo Shan's faces instantly turned pale..

Liu Ruhua, who was far away in Tongxian City, suddenly felt heart palpitations. He looked at Dahei Mountain and burst into tears..

A wave of dark spiritual power rose into the sky, the clouds in the sky swayed, and a terrifying aura emerged..

The powerful spiritual power reverses the solution and turns the deep mountains into ashes little by little..

It looked extremely scary, but there was no sound.

It's as if there are only dead black and white colors left in the world.

At this moment, all the monks in Tongxian City looked at him in shock..

Not only Tongxian City, but all the monks in the second-grade Black Mountain State border raised their heads in panic and saw the dark scene of spiritual power disintegrating on the horizon. They couldn't help but tremble all over..

The disintegration of the great formation was earth-shattering, causing monks throughout the state to panic..

They didn't know what was happening, they only felt inexplicable terror.

But Zhang Lan and others in the outer mountains saw with their own eyes what happened..

They saw the surging spiritual power reversal, saw the collapse of the great formation, saw the disintegration of the formation, and also saw Feng Xi in the power of disintegration..

The power of disintegration is like a dark, fine, extremely sharp blade, cutting into pieces one after another, over and over again, cutting into pieces Feng Xi's body, decomposing its bones, disintegrating its demonic thoughts, and dissolving its evil thoughts. lifeless.

It seems to want to completely erase its existence from heaven and earth.!

This process is accompanied by great pain.

Feng Xi was struggling and roaring.

There are countless human faces on its body, wailing, lamenting, crying, and pleading..

But it seems that even these sounds have been completely eliminated and cannot be heard at all..

Everyone was shocked and inexplicable, and Zhang Lan's pupils were trembling..

What kind of power is this??

He has never heard of it, and he has never seen it.

Zhang Lan was startled and suddenly remembered that this might be what Mo Hua meant by "cutting off the queen", and Mo Hua was in this self-destructive formation at this moment..

Zhang Lan felt boundless guilt and regret in her heart.

At this time, Mr. Zhuang could not hide the horror in his heart as he looked at the surging black formation's disintegrating power..

"The formation collapsed...how on earth did he do it?..."

The disintegration of the formation requires an extremely large amount of calculations and consumes an extremely large amount of spiritual consciousness..

How is the ink painting calculated??

Mr. Zhuang was puzzled and surprised..

The old man was also shocked and speechless..

He has a very high level and has lived a long time. He has seen many big scenes in his life, but the shock brought by it may not be as shocking as the scene before him..

This incredible first-grade formation collapsed...

After a while, the puppet master suddenly said solemnly: "Is everything going to be okay?."

Mr. Zhuang frowned, and after calculating in his mind, he breathed a sigh of relief, "He left a way for himself to survive."."

A student has been reserved. It seems that everything has been prepared in advance....

The old man was also slightly relieved, "That's good." He turned to look at the horizon and sighed: "This kid is so courageous.."

"Yes." Mr. Zhuang looked complicated..

Both of them looked at the terrifying and magnificent scene of the disintegration of the great formation on the horizon, and were speechless for a long time..

As they looked at each other, suddenly, both of them felt a chill in their hearts and their pupils shrank slightly..

On the horizon, there are thunderclouds gathering, and among the thunderclouds, there is red hidden.

The old man couldn't believe it: "This is..."

Mr. Zhuang's eyes were blank and his voice trembled slightly.:

"Tribulation thunder?!"

In the outer mountains, Yang Jiyong also discovered the strange phenomenon and said in horror:

"Zhang Lan, look what that is?"

Zhang Lan looked up with shock, "How is it possible??!"

It's the Heavenly Tribulation Thunder!

The unknown dark spiritual power here was too powerful, breaking through the limitations of the laws of heaven and attracting thunder that wiped out all things.!

But this tribulation thunder, what is it trying to obliterate??

Zhang Lan was suddenly shocked and quickly looked into the mountains..

In the deep mountains, the formation has completely disintegrated, the peaks and mountains have collapsed, and the vegetation and rocks have turned into black ash, disintegrating with the spiritual power..

Only one mountain peak stands.

The mountain peaks are surrounded by pits and pits, shaped like stone pillars after their glory..

This is the birth gate of the formation.

And at the top of the mountain, stood a thin figure..

That figure is an ink painting.

Mo Hua's face is pale, but his breath is calm.

It seems that he was not affected by the terrifying spiritual power just now..

Mo Shan, Elder Yu and everyone who had just been thinking about Mo Hua could not believe it, but they were also ecstatic. But before they could be happy, they saw a scene that frightened them even more..

Above the head of the ink painting, thunderclouds gather, and the scarlet thunder, with the breath of death, lingers above its head..

Everyone is heartbroken.

The target of Jie Lei is Mo Hua?

The law of heaven must obliterate ink paintings?!

Everyone is desperate.

The laws of heaven are supreme. Monks cannot compete with them at all. No matter how powerful a monk is, he will definitely die under the thunder of disaster.!

Just when everyone was in despair, something happened again.

The scarlet lightning thunder descended and was about to fall on Mo Hua, but he hesitated..

It seems that Jie Lei didn't expect that the person who triggered the law of heaven and was going to be wiped out by heaven was just a teenage boy..

Moreover, his cultivation level is low, only the seventh level of Qi refining..

There is no other evil aura on his body..

Jie Lei patrolled around Mo Hua, seemingly confirming, hesitating, and hesitating. Finally, he seemed to conclude that there was an error in the formation, and slowly left Mo Hua and returned to the thunder clouds....

As the tribulation thunder dissipated, the formation completely collapsed, and the world returned to tranquility..

The terrifying fluctuations in the mountains disappear.

Whether it is Feng Xi, the formation, or the thunder, they no longer exist..

Deep in the mountains, there are only ink paintings.

At this moment, the monks who had experienced various horrific scenes all looked towards the mountains and the ink paintings on the mountain peaks..

The formation collapsed, destroying the heaven and earth, and the mountains turned into ashes. Only the ink paintings were safe and sound..

The mountains and rocks around him collapsed, everything was desolate.

The invincible demon Feng Xi turned into powder at his feet, leaving only a shapeless black and gray remains..

The scarlet thunder that wiped out all things condensed on his head, lingered around him, and finally dissipated around him..

The ink painting is located on the boundless black mountain. The body is small and small, but it stands tall and tall, as if it is one with the way of heaven. It has endured the collapse of heaven and earth, and the calamity thunder has fallen without being extinguished..

This incredible scene deeply impressed the hearts of all the monks in Tongxian City..

At this time, Mo Hua looked up at the sky, his eyes shocked.

He saw a scene that shocked him even more.

He saw the tribulation thunder, the thunder clouds, and a formation pattern above the thunder clouds.!

Heaven wanted to kill him, but he didn't kill him.

The calamity thunder came and went, and when it dissipated, it tore the sky apart. On the torn sky, ink was drawn, and I saw with my own eyes a formation pattern in the void.!

Just a pattern.

Simple and unsophisticated, majestic and obscure, it contains the ultimate principles of heaven and earth, and condenses the power to obliterate all things. It is heart-stopping and fascinating at the same time..

The ink painting took a surprised look and wanted to write down this formation pattern..

But his spiritual consciousness was too weak to understand the great formation of heavenly law. He only glanced at it, and his spiritual consciousness was instantly exhausted. A burst of tearing pain came, and the sea of consciousness was about to collapse..

At the critical moment, the Taoist stele suddenly appeared, protecting the ink painting's sea of consciousness..

The reshaping of the sea of consciousness that is about to collapse.

The consciousness of the ink painting has a moment of clarity.

This trace of clarity brings clarity to Mo Hua's heart.

He understood that his consciousness was limited and he could not remember this formation pattern..

But the monument can!

If you can't remember it in your own consciousness, then write it down on the Taoist tablet..

Even if you can't remember the entire formation, you can just remember one stroke.!

The tribulation thunder is about to dissipate in an instant, and the sky is about to close.

Ink Hua looked up at the sky, his eyes bleeding, and he tried his best to write down a formation pattern on the Dao stele of the sea ofconsciousness..

only one stroke!

But this formation pattern is extremely profound and powerful!

It is obtained from the Heavenly Dao Formation that reaches heaven and earth. It is a real immortal pattern that ranks among the immortals.!

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