Chapter 362 Disintegration


    The remaining spirit stones were instantly refined and turned into spiritual power, actuating the operation of the formation.


    When spiritual power encounters the first reverse spirit array, it inverts and breaks in an instant, carrying the vain darkness, forming a terrible disintegration force.


    Spiritual power flows along the large array, triggering the reverse spiritual array in turn, causing layer by layer, deeper and more complex disintegration.


    Finally, these disintegrating forces move with the formation, reaching every corner, resolving each formation in reverse, stacking into extremely terrifying power, instantly causing the collapse of the entire formation to self-destruct!


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    The monks evacuated to the outer mountain are retreating to Tongxian City.


    Mo Shan had a bad premonition. He looked for Mo Hua''s figure among the crowd, but he couldn''t find it no matter how hard he looked. At this moment, he saw Zhang Lan, hurried forward, grabbed Zhang Lan''s sleeve, and asked nervously:


    “Where is the ink painting?”


    Zhang Lan, who was busy evacuating, was stunned and then realized that he could not help but turn his head to look at the deep mountains.


    At this moment, the world suddenly became silent.


    As if all the sounds were swallowed by the boundless nothingness, the entire Dahei Mountain was silent in an instant, and it contained the depression before the shocking rainstorm came.


    Zhang Lan and Mo Shan''s faces were pale in an instant.


    Liu Ruhua, who was far away in Tongxian City, suddenly felt palpitations and looked at Daheishan, burst into tears in an instant.


    A dark wave of spiritual power surged into the sky, clouds spread out in the sky, and a terrifying aura emerged.


    The powerful spiritual power reversely resolves, turning the deep mountains into ashes little by little.


    It looks extremely terrifying, but there is no sound.


    It seems that the world is only silent black and white.


    At this moment, all the monks in Tongxian City were shocked.


    Not only Tongxian City, but all the monks in the second-grade Heishan Prefecture area looked up in panic and saw the dark spiritual power disintegrating in the sky, and couldn''t help but tremble all over.


    The formation collapsed, terrifying the earth, and terrified the monks in the entire state.


    They didn''t know what was going on, they just felt inexplicably horrified.


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


    They saw the surging spiritual power inversion, the collapse of the formation, the disintegration of the formation, and the Feng Feng in the power of disintegration.


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    It seems that it wants to erase its existence completely from the world!


    This process is accompanied by great pain.


    Feng Xu was struggling and roaring.


    There are countless faces on its body, wailing, crying, and asking for advice.


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


    Everyone was shocked and Zhang Lan''s pupils were even more shocked.


    What kind of power is this?


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


    Zhang Lan was stunned and suddenly remembered that this might be what Mo Hua said about "breaking the back", and Mo Hua is in this self-destructive formation at this moment.


    Zhang Lan felt endless guilt and regret in his heart.


    At this time, Mr. Zhuang could not hide his horror when he looked at the surging black formation in the sky.


    "The formation collapsed...how did he do it..."


    The collapse of the array requires an extremely large amount of derivation and requires an extremely huge amount of spiritual consciousness.


    How do you calculate ink painting?


    Mr. Zhuang was puzzled and surprised.


    Old Kuang was also shocked to speak.


    He has a very high realm and has lived for a long time. He has seen many big scenes in his life, but the shock he brings may not be as good as the scene in front of him.


    This incredible first-grade array collapsed...


    After a while, Old Kuang suddenly said solemnly: "It won''t be a problem."


    Mr. Zhuang frowned, and after thinking about it, he breathed a sigh of relief, "He left a life gate for himself."


    The life gate has been reserved, and it seems that everything has been prepared in advance...


    Old Kuang was also slightly relieved, "That''s good." He turned to look at the horizon and sighed, "This kid is so brave."


    "Yes." Mr. Zhuang''s expression was complicated.


    Both of them were watching the terrifying and magnificent scene of the collapse of the formation in the horizon, and could not speak for a long time.


    As they watched, suddenly, both of them felt cold in their hearts and their pupils shrank slightly.


    In the sky, there are thunder clouds condensed, and there is red hidden among the thunder clouds.


    Old Kuang said in disbelief: "This is..."


    Mr. Zhuang''s eyes were lost, his voice trembled:


    "Thunder?!"


    In the outer mountain, Yang Jiyong also discovered a strange phenomenon and said in horror: "Zhang Lan, what do you think that is?"


    Zhang Lan looked up and looked horrified, "How is that possible?!"


    It is the thunder of heaven!


    The unknown dark spiritual power here is too powerful, breaking through the limitations of the laws of heaven and bringing thunder that erases all things!


    But what does this thunder of disaster want to erase?


    Zhang Lan suddenly realized and quickly looked at the deep mountains.


    In the deep mountains, the formation collapsed, the peaks and mountains collapsed, the plants, trees, mountains and rocks turned into black and gray, and dissolved with spiritual power.


    Only one mountain stands.


    The mountain is full of potholes, shaped like a stone pillar behind the magnificent scenery.


    This is the gate of the great formation.


    And at the top of the mountain, there was a thin figure standing.


    That figure is ink painting.


    Mo Hua''s face was pale, but her breath was calm.


    It seems that it has not been affected by the terrifying spiritual power just now.


    Mo Shan, Elder Yu and the people who were just worried about the ink painting were unbelievable, but they were also ecstatic, but before they could be happy, they saw a scene that scared them even more.


    On the head of the Mo Hua, thunder clouds condensed, and the scarlet thunder lingered over his head with the breath of nirvana.


    Everyone is terrified.


    The goal of thunder is ink painting?


    The laws of heaven should erase ink painting? !


    Everyone''s eyes showed despair.


    The laws of heaven are supreme. The monks cannot compete at all. Even the powerful monks with a high level of realm will surely die under the thunder of the catastrophe!


    Just when everyone was desperate, things changed again.


    The scarlet thunder descended and was about to fall on Mo Hua, but hesitated for a moment.


    It seems that the Tribulation Thunder did not expect that the target of triggering the laws of heaven and being erased by heaven is just a teenage child.


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


    There are no other evil auras on his body.


    The thunder of the thunder was wandering around Mo Hua, as if confirming, hesitating, and finally it seemed like hesitating, it seemed that the formation had a mistake, and slowly left Mo Hua and returned to the thunder clouds...


    As the catastrophe thunder dissipated, the formation completely collapsed, and the world returned to silence.


    The terrifying fluctuations in the deep mountains disappeared.


    No matter it is seal, big formation, or catastrophe thunder, it no longer exists.


    In the deep mountains, there are only ink paintings.


    At this moment, all monks who had experienced all kinds of terrifying scenes looked into the deep mountains and the ink paintings above the peaks.


    The formation collapsed, destroying the world, and the deep mountains turned into ashes, but the ink painting was safe and sound.


    The rocks around him collapsed and everything was deserted.


    The invincible monster Feng Feng turned into powder under his feet, leaving only the unformed black and gray remains.


    The scarlet thunder that erased all things condensed on top of his head, wrapped around him, and finally dissipated by his side.


    The ink painting is located on the boundless Black Mountain. It has a weak body and is also standing tall and upright, as if it is united with the way of heaven and earth. When the heaven and earth collapse, the thunder of disasters and thunder are coming and not destroyed.


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


    At this time, the ink painting looked up at the sky, his eyes shaking.


    He saw the scene that shocked him even more.


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


    Tiandao wanted to erase him, but he didn''t kill him.


    The thunder of disaster came and went, and as it dissipated, it tore through the sky, painted ink on the torn sky, and saw a pattern in the form of nothingness with its own eyes!


    Just a pattern.


    Simple and simple, magnificent and obscure, it contains the ultimate principles of heaven and earth, and condenses the power to erase all things, which makes people feel palpitations and fascinates.


    Ink painting glanced at me and wanted to record the pattern.


    But his spiritual consciousness was too weak to comprehend the great formation of heaven. He only took a look and his spiritual consciousness was instantly exhausted. A burst of torn pain came, and the sea of ??consciousness was about to collapse.


    At the critical moment, the Taoist monument suddenly appeared, protecting the sea of ??consciousness of the ink painting.


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


    The consciousness of ink painting has a moment of clarity.


    This slight clearness makes the heart of Mohua understand.


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


    But the Taoist monument is OK!


    If you can’t remember your sea of ??consciousness, then remember it on the Taoist stele.


    Even if you can''t remember the entire array pattern, you can just remember one stroke!


    The thunder of disaster is about to disappear in an instant, and the sky is about to close.


    Mo Hua looked up at the sky, her eyes were bleeding, and she tried her best to write down a pattern on the Taoist monument of the sea of ??consciousness.


    Only one transaction!


    But this pattern of formation is extremely profound and powerful!


    It is a real immortal pattern that can be obtained from the heavenly path and is ranked among the immortals!


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    (This chapter ends)