The question afterwards is, how to break the screen?

Ink painting is thinking silently.

Generally speaking, screens are spiritual weapons, and there are formations on them.

Then unzipping the formation can break the spiritual weapon and make the screen invalid.

But Mo Hua didn't know what formation was drawn on the screen, nor what the formation pattern was of Shengke, so he naturally couldn't solve the formation.

Since it cannot be solved, then it will be ruined?

With the reverse spirit formation, the formation structure is broken, the formation eye is destroyed, and the formation is destroyed?

Ink painting is thinking.

At this time, there is no need to worry about being discovered. It doesn’t matter whether he keeps the screen or not, and it doesn’t matter if he is more rough.

Once the formation is destroyed, the screen will be broken.

It is possible that the hole on the screen will open.

It is also possible that the secret room will be sealed and no one can enter.

The best situation is that the formation is destroyed, without the blessing of the formation, the screen fails, and the secret room is open.

You can sneak in and pack everything away.

The worst case is that the screen destroys itself and no one can get in.

I can't get in by myself, and Zhang Quan can't get in either.

In this way, the corpse control bell and visualization map will be sealed inside.

It doesn't matter whether you can get in by yourself.

If Zhang Quan cannot enter, he will lose the corpse control bell. If he does not have the corpse control bell, he will not be able to control the iron corpse, and his strength will be greatly damaged.

Without the iron corpse, the corpse village will lose its foundation-building combat power, so it is naturally vulnerable.

No matter how you think about it, it will do nothing to you.

Mo Hua no longer hesitated and began to attack the formation on the screen.

When the first reverse spirit array was drawn, the formation on the screen flashed with blue light, and the spiritual power began to mess up, making a harsh sound. The formation failed and the screen became a little dimmed.

Mo Hua's eyes lit up and continued to draw the reverse spirit formation.

Every time a reverse spirit formation is drawn, one is destroyed.

The ink color on the screen gradually dimmed.

When the ink painting destroyed all the formation, all the ink on the entire screen faded away, leaving only a gray piece.

Ink painting frowned.

Is this solved or broken?

The ink painting scanned with his spiritual sense and found that the screen had indeed failed and the barrier at the door was gone.

But the ink painting is still there.

Mo Hua simply took out a Qianjun stick and beat the screen.

The old screen was beaten to pieces.

The screen squeaked, as if it was wailing, and then it completely retreated, eliminating the ink and wash images, revealing the hole of the secret room and the altar inside.

Mo Hua breathed a sigh of relief, was overjoyed, and walked in.

In the secret room, the breath became even more gloomy.

On the altar paved with golden silk cloth, green candles sway.

Blood bells, bones, coffins, many of them.

And the statue of the Zhang family ancestor who was burning incense and worshipped on the altar.

Mo Hua lowered his eyes and did not look at the image of the ancestor. Instead, he quickly picked out the copper bells that were refined with blood from the iron cup one by one and threw them into his storage bag.

Then he searched the secret room again.

Spiritual stones, sacrifices, spiritual weapons, etc., as long as they look valuable, they are engraved with formations, some origins, or some strange things, they are all taken away by ink paintings like wool.

Finally, it was the turn of the statue of the ancestor.

Mo Huaxu narrowed his eyes and tried not to look at it. He planned to carefully remove the portrait and throw it into the storage bag.

But while his fingers touch the portrait.

A cold divine thought suddenly came into the sea of ​​consciousness of the Mohua.

There seemed to be an old but clear voice, murmured in my ears:

"Boy...you have a very good bone..."

"You are gifted..."

"I'll tell you the opportunity... to help you become an immortal..."

"Look at it..."

"you……"

This sound seemed real and illusory, seducing the ink painting to see that painting.

At the same time, the person in the painting seemed to have changed, and the skin gradually corroded, and it was about to break out of the picture.

Mo Hua noticed the slight stagnation of his spiritual consciousness, quickly entered into meditation, meditated quietly, and in just a moment he abandoned distracting thoughts and had a clear mind.

Mo Hua waved his left hand and knocked over the altar.

He pulled Zhang Quan's portrait of his ancestor to the ground.

Then he picked up a pile of things such as incense burner, iron cup, candlestick, etc., and smashed them all. After smashing them, he stepped on the portrait.

The portrait became honest immediately...

Mo Hua snorted coldly in her heart.

"I still want to be fooled by me?"

"I won't beat the same routine for the second time!"

Seeing that the portrait was no longer moving, Mohua folded it together, rubbed it randomly, and stuffed it into the storage bag.

In just over a dozen breaths, the corpse control bell and the portrait were obtained.

The storage bags of ink paintings are also full of them.

It's good to go without further ado!

Mo Hua did not drag on the slightest, and left the altar with a few vertical steps, then turned over the beam, untied the formation, and easily escaped from Zhang Quan's secret room...

At this moment, Zhang Quan was still unaware of it.

He stood on the outer wall of the zombie village, looking at the formation in front of him, his eyes full of disbelief.

The formation is really broken!

Some of them are invalid, some are destroyed, and some are short-circuited when the formation is opened, and the spiritual power is self-destructed.

Why? Why is it bad?

It was obvious that when he watched it two days ago, all the formations were still fine.

But in less than two days, the entire zombie village was destroyed, as if a whole layer of skin was stripped off?

Who broke it?

Who can have such great ability to destroy all the formations in his zombie village in such a short period of time?

Is it a formation master?

But in Nanyue City, which formation master can have such high means?

Zhang Quan was both frightened and angry, and he sternly said:

"Go and invite Mr. Yan over!"

The corpse repairman stumbled:

"Mr. Yan, please don't want to come..."

Zhang Quan glared and said in a cold voice: "Where are others?"

"Mr. Yan's room has been sealed, we... cannot be opened..." Zi Xiu stammered.

Zhang Quan's eyes turned cold, "Take me there."

Soon Zhang Quan arrived at Teacher Yan's room.

The room was mottled and there were signs of being hit, but the door was still closed.

It seems that someone strengthened the formation from the room, making the walls solid and unable to be broken from outside.
To be continued...