Chapter 362 Disintegration

The remaining spiritual stones were instantly refined and transformed into spiritual power to drive the formation.

When the spiritual power encountered the first reverse spiritual formation, it instantly reversed and broke apart, with a dark color of nothingness, forming a terrible disintegration force.

The spiritual power was like a fire, flowing along the formation, triggering the reverse spiritual formations one by one, causing layers of deeper and more complex disintegration.

Finally, these disintegration forces, along with the operation of the formation, reached every corner, reversed every formation, and piled up into an extremely terrifying force, instantly causing the collapse and self-destruction of the entire formation!

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

Mo Shan had a bad premonition. He looked for Mo Hua in the crowd, but he couldn't find him no matter how hard he looked. At this time, he saw Zhang Lan, hurriedly stepped forward, grabbed Zhang Lan's sleeve, and asked nervously:

"Where is Mo Hua?"

Zhang Lan, who was busy evacuating, was startled, and then he reacted and turned his head to look at the deep mountains.

At this moment, the world suddenly became dead silent.

It was as if all sounds were swallowed by the boundless nothingness. The entire Dahei Mountain was silent in an instant, and it contained the depression before the arrival of the terrifying rainstorm.

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

Liu Ruhua, who was far away in Tongxian City, suddenly felt a palpitation, looked at Dahei Mountain, and burst into tears in an instant.

A wave of dark spiritual power surged into the sky, the clouds in the sky opened, and a terrifying breath emerged.

The powerful spiritual power reversed, turning the deep mountain into ashes bit by bit.

It looked extremely terrifying, but there was no sound.

It seemed that the world was only left with the dead black and white.

At this moment, all the cultivators in Tongxian City were horrified.

Not only Tongxian City, but all the cultivators in the second-grade Black Mountain State looked up in panic, and saw the scene of the dark spiritual power collapsing in the sky, and couldn't help trembling all over.

The collapse of the great formation shook the world, and the cultivators of the entire state were terrified.

They didn't know what happened, they just felt inexplicable terror.

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

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

The power of collapse, like a dark, fragmented, and extremely sharp blade, cut by cut, over and over again, cut Feng Xi's body, decomposed its bones, disintegrated its evil thoughts, and eliminated its dead air.

It seemed to completely wipe out its existence from the world!

This process was accompanied by great pain.

Feng Xi was struggling and roaring.

There were countless faces on its body, wailing, wailing, crying, and begging.

But it seemed that even these sounds were completely eliminated and could not be heard at all.

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

What kind of power is this?

He had never heard of it, let alone seen it.

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

Zhang Lan's heart was filled with boundless guilt and regret.

At this time, Mr. Zhuang, looking at the surging black power of the formation disintegrating in the sky, could not hide his shock.

"The formation disintegrated... How did he do it..."

The formation disintegration requires a huge amount of calculations and consumes an extremely huge amount of spiritual consciousness.

How did Mo Hua calculate it?

Mr. Zhuang was puzzled and puzzled.

Old Kui was also shocked and speechless.

He was at a very high level and lived a long life. He had seen many big scenes in his life, but the shock he brought was not necessarily comparable to the scene in front of him.

This incredible collapse of the first-class formation...

After a while, Master Kui suddenly said solemnly: "Nothing will happen."

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

The way out was reserved, it seems that everything was prepared in advance...

Master Kui was also slightly relieved, "That's good." Turning to look at the horizon, he sighed: "This kid is really brave."

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

Both of them looked at the terrible and magnificent scene of the collapse of the formation in the sky, and they couldn't speak for a long time.

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

Thunderclouds gathered in the sky, and there was a hint of red in the thunderclouds.

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

Mr. Zhuang's eyes were blank, and his voice was trembling:

"Thunderbolt?!"

In the outer mountain, Yang Jiyong also found the strange phenomenon and said in horror:

"Zhang Lan, what do you think that is?"

Zhang Lan looked up, his eyes were horrified, "How is it possible?!"

It's the thunderbolt of heaven!

The unknown dark spiritual power here is too powerful, breaking through the restrictions of the laws of heaven, and attracting the thunderbolt that wipes out everything!

But what does this thunderbolt want to wipe out?

Zhang Lan suddenly realized and hurriedly looked towards the deep mountains.

In the deep mountains, the formation collapsed, the peaks collapsed, the grass, trees, rocks, turned into black ash, and disappeared with the spiritual power.

Only one peak stood.

The peak was full of potholes, like a stone pillar after the wind and rain.

This was the life gate of the formation.

And on the top of the peak, stood a thin figure.

That figure was Mo Hua.

Mo Hua's face was pale, but his breath was steady.

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

Mo Shan, Elder Yu, and the people who were concerned about Mo Hua just now were unbelievable, but they were also ecstatic, but before they could be happy, they saw a scene that frightened them even more.

Thunderclouds gathered above Mo Hua's head, and scarlet thunder, with a breath of annihilation, hovered above his head.

Everyone was terrified.

The target of the thunder was Mo Hua?

The law of heaven was going to wipe out Mo Hua? !

Everyone's eyes were filled with despair.

The laws of heaven are supreme. The cultivators cannot resist them at all. Even the most powerful cultivators at a higher level will surely die under the thunderbolt!

Just when everyone was in despair, things changed again.

The scarlet thunderbolt descended, and when it was about to fall on Mo Hua, it hesitated.

It seemed that the thunderbolt did not expect that the person who triggered the laws of heaven and was to be wiped out by heaven was just a child in his teens.

Moreover, his cultivation was low, only the seventh level of Qi Refining.

There was no other evil aura on his body.

The thunderbolt hovered around Mo Hua, as if confirming, hesitating, and hesitating. Finally, it seemed to conclude that there was something wrong with the formation, and slowly left Mo Hua and returned to the thundercloud...

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

The terrifying fluctuations in the deep mountains disappeared.

Whether it was Feng Xi, the formation, or the thunderbolt, they no longer existed.

In the deep mountains, there was only Mo Hua.

At this moment, all the cultivators who had experienced all kinds of horrific scenes looked towards the deep mountains and Mo Hua on the peaks.

The great formation collapsed, destroying the heavens and the earth, and the deep mountains turned into ashes, but Mo Hua was safe and sound.

The rocks around him collapsed, and everything was desolate.

The invincible monster Feng Xi was turned into powder at his feet, leaving only shapeless black and gray debris.

The scarlet thunder that wiped out everything condensed above his head, entangled around him, and finally dissipated beside him.

Mo Hua was located on the boundless black mountain. His body was weak, but he stood upright, as if he was one with the way of heaven. He experienced the collapse of heaven and earth, and the thunder of disaster descended but was not destroyed.

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

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

He saw a scene that shocked him even more.

He saw the thunderbolt, the thundercloud, and a formation pattern on the thundercloud!

The Heavenly Dao wanted to kill him, but didn't.

The thunderbolt came and went, and when it dissipated, it tore the sky apart. Mo Hua saw a formation pattern in the void above the torn sky with his own eyes!

It was just a formation pattern.

Simple and ancient, magnificent and obscure, containing the truth of heaven and earth, and condensing the power to wipe out all things, which made people palpitate and fascinated.

Mo Hua took a glimpse and wanted to remember this formation pattern.

But his consciousness was too weak to comprehend the Heavenly Dao formation. After just one glance, his consciousness was instantly exhausted, and a burst of tearing pain came, and his sea of ​​consciousness was about to collapse.

At the critical moment, the Dao Monument suddenly emerged and protected Mo Hua's sea of ​​consciousness.

The sea of ​​consciousness that was about to collapse was reshaped.

Mo Hua's consciousness was clear for a moment.

This trace of clarity made Mo Hua's heart enlightened.

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

But the Dao Monument could!

If he could not remember it in his own sea of ​​consciousness, he could remember it on the Dao Monument.

Even if he could not remember the entire array pattern, it would be fine if he could only remember one stroke!

The thunderbolt was about to dissipate in an instant, and the sky was about to close.

Mo Hua looked up at the sky, his eyes bleeding, and tried his best to record one stroke of the array pattern on the Dao Monument in his sea of ​​consciousness.

Only one stroke!

But this stroke of the array pattern was extremely profound and powerful!

It was obtained from the Heavenly Dao Array that was connected to the sky and the earth, and it was ranked as an immortal product, a real immortal pattern!

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