The spirit cloud entered the body, and the true qi in Wang Yi's spiritual pool increased a few points again, and at this time, the three rounds of suns in his consciousness sea suddenly emitted a scorching light, strengthening the compression of the true qi by the divine sense. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

In this case, a few wisps of mist suddenly appeared in Wang Yi's spirit pool, hazy and faint.

Time passed, Wang Yi kept repeating the process of tearing, devouring, and compressing, and in this way, the spirit cloud that was originally the size of a grinding disc was now only the size of an adult's fist, and the pure true qi in Wang Yi's spirit pool had disappeared, replaced by a mist of mist, but this mist was not white, but purple and blue.

It can be said that by now, Wang Yi has stepped into the threshold of the True Yuan Period with one foot, as long as he spends some more time and slowly gathers these mist together, he will be able to condense his True Yuan.

But Wang Yi didn't plan to do this, not only because it took a lot of time, but also because the true qi clouds and mist were seriously lost, and in the end, there was no one in ten that could condense into the true element.

For most cultivators, the true yuan condensed at the beginning of their advanced True Yuan period would generally only have a few drops, and even more only one or half a drop was condensed, which was very bleak, and this was not what Wang Yi wanted.

As soon as his mind moved, Wang Yi, who had originally closed his eyes and vomited, suddenly opened his eyes.

I saw a flash of light in his eyes, he raised his head, opened his mouth, and sucked at the spirit cloud that was only the size of a fist, and the whole movement was completed in one go, without the slightest pause.

However, unexpectedly, this small group of spiritual clouds was not easily absorbed by Wang Yi like the previous spiritual clouds, but instead reacted with a similar struggle.

Seeing this situation, Wang Yi's face also showed a stunned expression, after all, even if this last spirit cloud contained a trace of thunder tribulation creation power, but after the cultivation of the spirit camphor wood, it should have become extremely docile, and it was impossible to resist his absorption.

But at this moment, he couldn't help but think about it too much, he could only increase the suction again, after all, he was only one step away from the advanced True Yuan Stage, and he really couldn't afford to drag it out.

It's just that Lingyun's reaction was once again beyond his expectations, only to see a wisp of purple cloud suddenly come out of Lingyun, escaping from Wang Yi's swallowing, and after losing this wisp of purple cloud, the pale green Lingyun seemed to be sucked off its backbone, and it became soft and tumble, and was easily swallowed by Wang Yi.

Seeing this scene, Wang Yi's eyes couldn't help flashing with surprise, he knew that the purple cloud should be the power of the thunder tribulation, but what he didn't expect was that this purple cloud would abandon the car to protect the handsome, could it be that it became a refinement?

But soon he put this ridiculous idea behind him, after all, if this purple cloud qi is really refined, then it is a genuine heaven and earth spiritual object, and even if it is the lowest level of heaven and earth spiritual object, it also has a majestic spiritual energy in its body, which is not possessed by purple cloud qi.

And at this time, the young slave who was not far away and was always paying attention to it here, couldn't help but open her beautiful eyes and open her mouth slightly.

As a wood demon, the moment the purple cloud appeared, she knew the details of this purple cloud, but it was because of this that she was surprised.

This purple cloud is indeed not a real heaven and earth spiritual object, but it is the beginning of its spiritual wisdom, the beginning of the mystery, and has begun to get rid of the state of ignorance, it can be said that it has embarked on the road of transforming into a spirit, if it is given a period of time, maybe it is really a little possible to become a heaven and earth spiritual object.

It's a pity that it doesn't have this time, and its path to transformation was interrupted by Wang Yi just beginning.

Thinking of this, Qing Nu's eyes couldn't help but flash a trace of worry, although this purple cloud qi was not a heaven and earth spiritual thing, but at this time it was already at the beginning of its spiritual wisdom, and it was not so easy for Wang Yi to absorb it, not to mention that it itself also had a trace of heavenly thunder.

Although Wang Yi didn't know the details of the purple cloud like the green slave, he knew what he should do.

Looking at the purple clouds scurrying around, Wang Yi's eyes froze, and his divine sense was scattered like a fishing net, and the purple cloud qi was undoubtedly the fish that was about to be caught in the net. Unfortunately, the ferocity of this fish exceeded his estimates.

As if sensing danger, the purple cloud suddenly shrank into a ball, floating silently there, like a purple flower.

But just when Wang Yi's net of divine consciousness surrounded it and was about to capture it. The purple cloud suddenly changed from extremely static to extremely moving, from a flower to a purple sharp arrow, and with a single click, it cut through Wang Yi's divine consciousness net.

At the moment when the purple cloud qi broke through the encirclement, Wang Yi's face suddenly turned pale, and a little pain couldn't help but appear on his originally calm face.

At the moment when the purple cloud qi and the divine sense were connected, Wang Yi suddenly felt a panic threat, although this coercion was not heavy, but it made Wang Yi feel a little out of breath, as if he had encountered a natural enemy.

In fact, it is precisely like this, although the power of divine consciousness is very useful, but it also has a huge flaw, that is, it is afraid of the power of heavenly thunder, and when facing the power of heavenly thunder, divine consciousness is often like a rabbit under the claws of a lion, and can only tremble.

Generally speaking, only when the monk survives the thunder tribulation and the divine consciousness accepts the refinement of the thunder tribulation, this situation will change fundamentally, but unfortunately for most monks, they can't wait for this day at all, because the monk's first thunder tribulation will only happen when the monk advances from a real person to a Taoist, once the monk survives the thunder tribulation, it will be three thousand years old, suppressing the Taoist ancestor of one side, but how can the Taoist ancestor be so easy to achieve?

Breaking through Wang Yi's net of divine consciousness, the purple cloud was like a swimming fish that had escaped from its trap, swimming around, sometimes at the top of the treetops, and sometimes at the end of the trunk, looking very lively, but it never left the surroundings of the Yunling camphor wood, as if an invisible force was imprisoning it.

Seeing this scene, a trace of ruthlessness flashed on Wang Yi's slightly pale face, and the divine consciousness that had just been torn apart swarmed out again, aiming directly at the purple clouds, and he knew that he had no way out now.

It's just that unlike last time, Wang Yi's divine consciousness this time was not dispersed, but twisted into a rope.

Last time, although Wang Yi's divine sense was easily torn apart by the purple cloud, it is not an exaggeration to describe it as collapsing at the touch of a button, but after that contact, Wang Yi found that although the purple cloud qi has the power of heavenly thunder, the power of heavenly thunder is extremely weak, not that it cannot be beared, it only depends on whether he is willing to pay the corresponding price.

Feeling Wang Yi's divine sense again, the purple cloud qi did not run away, but collided headlong, as if he wanted to tear his divine sense again.

After all, the purple cloud qi was still a little ignorant, and it had just easily torn apart Wang Yi's divine sense, making it think that Wang Yi's divine sense was a fragile thing, and it was also a good toy.

Coming into contact with the purple cloud again, the familiar feeling of divine consciousness tearing came again, making Wang Yi's face more and more pale.

Although it was very painful, Wang Yi did not flinch in the slightest, only to see him grit his teeth and drive his divine sense to pounce violently. (To be continued.) )