Chapter 2542

With the passage of time, the light spots collapsed around mowen's body, turned into pure black fog, quickly integrated into mowen's body and disappeared.

At the same time, there are a lot of abundant dead Qi, with the speed of invisible to the naked eye, emerge from the whirlpool, and escape into Mo Wen's body one after another.

These lifelessness are the aftereffects of the fierce battle between Mo Wen and the disciples of Chunyang palace. Now they are all refined by the whirlpool and become the tonic for Mo Wen's growth!

At this moment, don't ask as if the old monk had settled down and didn't care about the so-called Taoist array.

And this kind of state is the ethereal state that all practitioners dream of. His thoughts determine the speed of comprehension. At the moment when his thoughts are accessible, his speed of comprehension is earth shaking and extraordinary!

Almost in the blink of an eye, don't ask the ten thousand light spots around the body, only less than a third of them are left!

Even in front of the power of the Daofa array, Mo Wen didn't mean to be afraid. He looked disdainful, calm and high.

I saw the whole array tremble violently, and thunder and lightning, which were as thick as arms, roared out of thin air. Almost in an instant, they occupied the whole array and turned it into a real lightning prison.

At the same time, on the surface of these thunder and lightning, there are countless strange and simple marks, all of which are creeping slightly like living creatures, spreading a force against heaven that does not seem to belong to this world!

The power of a thunder and lightning may not be able to shake you, but thousands of thunder and lightning are powerful together. The atmosphere of gathering together is earth shaking and shocking!

At this time, it was like a drop of ice water dripping into a hot oil pan. All the thunder and lightning in the big array rolled up, and all of them rolled down!

Boom! A roaring sound from the sky suddenly came out of Mo Wen's body. It was so loud that even the hundred disciples of Chunyang palace who were ready to show off their power could hear it clearly.

When the voice came, the hundred disciples of Chunyang palace stopped and looked up in horror.

Everyone is shocked. This young man in his twenties seems to be playing instead of being hurt. Although the Taoist array is not so rebellious, even the most powerful practitioners are bound to be hurt. This guy is good. The strength of 100 Chunyang palace disciples is concentrated. What is the bombing power?

Even with such fighting power, not a hair of Mo Wen was hurt. On the contrary, 100 disciples of Chunyang palace felt the terrible heavenly power released from Mo Wen.

However, in spite of the pressure and encirclement of Daofa array, Mo Wen is still a detached posture of coping with chaos!

"Hoo Seeing this, the hundred disciples of Chunyang palace immediately couldn't help shrinking their eyes. They couldn't help but take a breath. Suddenly, a cry of surprise came from their heart.

"Should... Dammit, that boy has entered the perfect quiet in the legend at the moment?" A disciple's mouth is wide open and can't be closed for a long time!

Perfect quietness, as the name suggests, is a high level for practitioners.

The practitioner in this state will not be disturbed even if the sky collapses. Moreover, even if the sky collapses, he will not be killed.

Because, the practitioner who enters perfect tranquility, although it seems that he is still there, his spirit has already roamed beyond the sky!

This kind of perfect quiet state can be met but not sought. Ordinary practitioners may not be able to practice in such a way in their whole life. Moreover, even those who are endowed with the most outstanding poems on that day can hardly enter such a state in their whole life without great opportunities.

The most unfavourable part of this realm is that when you practice, you won't be disturbed at all.

Of course, with Mo Wen's talent and attainments, it doesn't take much time to deal with a big Taoist array.

At the next moment, an infinite spectacular scene appeared. Under the astonished gaze of the 100 disciples of Chunyang palace, the light spots around Mo Wen, like bubbles, broke one after another. Often the first light spot was still emitting the sound of clattering, and the second, third... And even the fifth and sixth light spots had begun to break.

With the collapse and fragmentation of each light spot, the endless power, immediately like a set off, turned into a colorful God, quickly escaped into Mo Wen's body, disappeared!

"Good... Good speed!" Seeing all this, the whole body of Chunyang palace disciple immediately trembled violently. He felt shortness of breath, dry mouth and wide mouth. He could put two super steamed buns into his mouth!

Even the middle-aged man, is also a long time later from the extreme shock state sober up, looking at Mo Wen's eyes, more and more panic!

Originally, he was worried and worried about whether he could kill Mo Wen, but now, seeing the background, his worry and worry became more intense.

From the perspective of Mo Wen's current means against heaven, it is absolutely effortless for him to kill so many disciples of Chunyang palace.

"As long as we can successfully absorb all the power and light points of the great array, the great array of Daofa will not be defeated. It is absolutely easy to deal with such a great array!" Don't ask murmur, the heart of the hanging stone, finally instantly implemented.

"Damn..." at this time, a thick voice of surprise in the vicissitudes of life suddenly came into Mo Wen's ear.

This voice is the old man trapped in the Tongling pagoda by Mo Wen. Therefore, the hundred disciples of Chunyang palace can't hear it. Only Mo Wen can hear it clearly!

At the moment when the voice came, don't ask for a sneer. At the same time, there was a force against the sky. It fell from the sky and went straight to the hundred Chunyang palace disciples.

The strength of this force even surpasses Mo Wen's peak cultivation!

Bang! More than a dozen Chunyang palace disciples, under this kind of pressure, directly split into a shower of blood.

However, before the blood rain dispersed too far, it was immediately crushed into dregs by the strong heavenly power, turned into countless invisible dust and blood, and disappeared into the array.

As if in this power, even the qualification of pouring flesh and blood are not!

With the dissipation of the blood rain, Mo Wen is quietly suspended in the air. At a glance, this guy is very strange, as if Mo Wen is perfectly integrated with the array at this moment!

It's illusory and illusory. This is exactly the portrayal of a practitioner entering a perfect state of quietness!

Even if the power of heaven and evil, five thunder, can only destroy Mo Wen's body, and can not completely erase his spirit!

If the soul does not die, the body will not die. If the body does not die, this state will exist forever. Even if the way of heaven comes out in person, I'm afraid I can't help asking!

Even after hundreds of millions of years, no practitioners can understand the mystery inside!

"Ah, that boy has really entered a perfect state of tranquility. I'm afraid that even the Taoist array can't do anything about him this time!" A disciple of Chunyang palace sighed and exclaimed, "it's a pity.".

What the 100 disciples of Chunyang palace hope most is that they will be killed and crushed to pieces without any bones!

However, this idea, because Mo asked the perfect quiet, can only die in the womb, died of no disease!

"Boom!" At this time, it seems that the oppressive pressure is extremely unwilling. Waves of destructive waves, which are difficult to distinguish by naked eyes, emerge from the Leichi electric prison like tides, and continue to crush the hundred Chunyang palace disciples mercilessly.

The power that can destroy all living things in the world falls on Mo Wen's spirit, but it is like a breeze that can't lift any waves.

All the power, in the moment of reaching Mo Wen's head, is like a towering mountain, crashing down.

The next moment, inch by inch collapses, and there are huge holes in the sky. It's just that soon, the spirit of Mo Wen will appear out of thin air. It will continue to float in the same place, eyes closed, and an immortal's attitude!

Mo Wen at the moment, frankly speaking, already has the body of immortality. As long as he is still in a perfect state of tranquility, no matter who he is, he can't erase his existence, even the first person in the three thousand world!

Of course, this perfect state of quiet is not endless. Some people may only enter one second, while others can enter one minute. It is said that the longest time is only half an hour!

"Damn it, now it's almost five minutes past. Is this boy going to continue?" With the passage of time, the disciples of Chunyang palace were more and more shocked!

You know, the longer it takes to enter the perfect quiet state, the greater the harvest, and it also means that the person's talent is stronger.

Even the old monster, who has survived for endless years, has entered the perfect quiet state twice by chance before! For the first time, he lasted less than three seconds.

The second time is a little longer, three minutes! For the result of the second time, he was still very proud and thought that he was extremely gifted and extraordinary. But now, compared with Mo Wen, he found that he was just... Weak!

He and Mo Wenbi are totally a heaven and an underground. Fireflies are hard to compete with the bright moon. They can't be compared with each other!

"I finally know why the boy is so rebellious!" The middle-aged man sighed, and his heart was full of envy and hatred!

"Why?" Other Chunyang palace disciples then asked in shock.

Everyone wants to know what kind of existence it is.

"He is the body of the God Emperor, with the help of the spirit of the God Emperor, his cultivation is against the heaven... Our Chunyang palace has provoked such people, ah... It's hard to survive..." the middle-aged man sighed, as if he had felt that he was face-to-face with death.