At this moment, Han Xiaochuan, above the void in front of him, there was a giant shaky pattern the size of three zhang suspended.

The layered, chaotic folds of space, radiating seventy or eighty feet away, almost covered the sky on one side.

In the sky, countless sparkling crystal bars appeared. It refracted ten thousand crystal lights, reflecting the entire ravine of Meijiazhai as if entering the palace of gods and demons.

Such a miraculous celestial phenomenon is extremely beautiful, but the invisible coercion makes people's scalps tingle.

The people of the entire Meijiazhai flocked out, trembling and looking at the magical vision in the sky.

Mae Ho-kyung and the high priest in strange costumes were simply ecstatic.

The ancestor of his Mei family has been imprisoned by the current Fan family royal family to fend for himself for more than a thousand years. Finally waited for the prophesied patternmaker,

All these arrangements in Meijiazhai come from the prophecy of a high priest five hundred years ago.

This high priest, using the magical way of the heavenly abacus, actually calculated the content of the ancient power, the divination of the heavenly isozi.

[The pattern maker is out of the sky, the crisis of the Mei family can be solved, and the restoration of the country is hopeful! ] 】

How this doesn't make Demay Hokyung excited.

……

Countless wisps of black smoke began to emerge from the void and drift towards the giant strif.

But immediately there was a change, and the sky above the entire Meijiazhai was in the sky.

After the sound of the tide passed, a huge transparent light mask about a foot thick appeared in the sky. The entire Meijiazhai Grand Canyon is shrouded in it.

It's an unimaginably large super array.

Outside the light mask, there were countless dark red, smoky substances. Like an invisible thing, it penetrated the light mask, and the moths converged towards the smashing pattern like a fire.

It was endless, dyeing the entire sky red in an instant, and as soon as it encountered the folds of space that radiated out, it was immediately sucked in. and countless black and gray resentments mixed together.

Such a terrifying vision filled the entire sky, and Meijiazhai was like entering the Nine Hells.

Fortunately! This location is the top of the mountain selected by the high priest specially using the abacus. Otherwise, the people of the entire Meijiazhai will be miserable.

Han Xiaochuan was extremely surprised, this dark red haze made him extremely uncomfortable. Needless to say, it's the power of a curse.

No wonder Mei Haojing is so anxious, this is to use his evil character pattern to take away all the curse power here.

Attracting heavenly thunder is just a trick for Mei Hojing.

Grandma, I'm just a stupid fork, this price is too low, it's definitely worth five million yuan.

This is Han Xiaochuan's mistake to blame Mei Haojing, he and the high priest only know that they can achieve their goal by summoning heavenly thunder.

I don't know the slash pattern at all, and I can suck away all the curse power outside the formation.

I thought it was using the power of heavenly thunder to sweep away the power of the curse that hovered outside the formation.

The power of the curse is also a kind of spiritual remnant, and it is several times more powerful than pure resentment.

Such a huge curse power also made Han Xiaochuan look forward to it. The power of this smash pattern after it broke out is probably unimaginably terrifying.

This is definitely a super killer!

Being able to create a celestial pattern with the power of a curse is a great opportunity that is hard to come by.

There can't be such a place in the world.

Han Xiaochuan was overjoyed, but the consumption this time was huge. It's also unprecedented. Moreover, within the body, there is a mysterious energy that is quietly passing.

This is also because after cultivating the Heart Sutra exercises, the five senses are already several times stronger than ordinary monks, so that they can feel the faint passing.

The thing that passes should be vitality, Shou Yuan, Han Xiaochuan seems to have thought of this thing subconsciously.

The things that are related to the heavenly machine are either at the cost of life and longevity.

This Han Xiaochuan has long seen it on an ancient book collected by his old girlfriend.

In the sky above Meijiazhai, the wind and clouds surged, and the dark clouds of black pressure gathered in all directions, and the momentum was so powerful that it was like the sky was cracking.

"It's horrible, it's unbelievable, the patternmaker is just too perverted. A kid from the Three-Pattern Realm can actually mobilize such a powerful force of nature, it is unreasonable, it is too unreasonable. The High Priest looked at the vision of the sky in horror and muttered to himself, trembling all over.

He is a prophet, and he also deals with the Heavenly Machine, and in the face of this powerful Heavenly Might, the suppression of him is very strong.

Although Mei Haojing is extremely stable, his heart is also tumbling endlessly at this moment: it has been more than a thousand years, and this damn cage is finally going to be broken.

……

Dark clouds are like lead, obscuring the sky and the sun, and the whole canyon is like dusk. Eventually, the crimson smoky thing thinned out.

The spatial folds around the brawl pattern also began to twist and intertwine. The magnetic field is getting stronger and stronger.

Han Xiaochuan was already on the verge of collapse, and the white fox could tease him a few words at first, but now he was silent, obviously in the stage of barely supporting.

At the time of a cup of tea, the first silver thunder slashed down.

But what was surprising was that he was actually resisted by the formation shield shrouded in the sky.

Silver thunder rolled, and slender arcs of electricity bounced into the sky, accompanied by the sound of the tide with the sound of the light mask. Seeing all the people, their hearts were pounding, as if the end was coming.

Tianwei was blocked, and it seemed to riot, and the dark clouds surged violently again.

"Click!"

A bucket-thick silver bolt of lightning poured down from the sky and exploded above the mask.

The sky is silvery white!

Han Xiaochuan's ears were suddenly deaf, his buzzing trembled, and the strong light pierced his tears. The whole canyon was like daylight, and all around it was filled with violent roaring sounds.

'Po ......'

The shield of the Great Array finally broke completely under this powerful heavenly might. Suddenly, it was as if hundreds of millions of broken lenses appeared in the sky.

……

Mae Ho-kyung's lips twitched, and she wanted to speak to the high priest, but she was so excited that she couldn't say a word.

Only by witnessing all this with your own eyes can you know how small human beings are between heaven and earth.

When twenty-seven silver thunderbolts fell, the dark clouds began to dissipate.

The corners of Han Xiaochuan's mouth were bleeding at the moment, his face was so white that there was no trace of blood, and his ears were almost full of thunder and vibrations, and he was in a state of extreme malaise.

You have to use the Pattern Technique to collect this behemoth......

It is a crystal hydrangea the size of a child's head. The energy contained in it is incredibly powerful. Countless crimson grimaces flashed rapidly inside.

Han Xiaochuan fell headlong on the wooden platform, his eyes were black and he fainted. Before passing out, Han Xiaochuan secretly shouted badly: it was very likely that he would be wiped out on the spot. The immortal cultivation world has never heard of mercy, and if there is, it is to be eaten.