Just before Chengyue could figure out how to release his qi, the ghost had closed his eyes slightly, and there seemed to be an invisible air flow around him, slowly lifting him up and floating into the air.

Unlike other people's emotions such as anger, remorse, pity, and even schadenfreude, the spirit is full of contentment, and its cloak flutters up and down, and it grows up, which is quite beautiful.

He didn't use half of his spiritual power, and an invisible air flow swept out, covering the range of the Thunder Heavenly Sea just now almost instantly!

The air currents swept through their bodies, and everyone's breath changed color, because everyone felt as if a thick layer of static electricity had formed on their bodies, wrapped in a tingling feeling. They were shocked to realize that this was actually a glance similar to divine thoughts, but no matter how high or low the cultivation level of ordinary monks, divine thoughts were just thoughts, how could they show specific forms and textures?

This is the flow of breath triggered by mental power alone!

The range of the aura scroll was still expanding, and it soon encompassed a range larger than that of the Thunder Heavenly Sea! Countless cyclones formed in the air, pulling in all the pure energy that had been refined by the thunder!

By looking at the distorted scenery behind them, people can easily identify these cyclones with the naked eye. Their rotation direction is very clever, and they can actually add to each other, and the pure power absorbed into them is transmitted through one vortex after another until it is sent to the largest cyclone in front of the wraith, and then it is sent into the center of the eyebrows by the huge gravitational force that rotates layer by layer.

The refining of thunder is extremely thorough, this invisible pure energy is no longer the power of the soul or spiritual power in the eyes of others, but it is by no means spiritual power, but a kind of origin energy that cannot be directly used.

However, the wraitch didn't seem to mind, and a large amount of such pure energy was directly included in the sea of consciousness by him.

As more and more energy was gathered, the wraith's brow gradually furrowed, and it seemed that there was no longer more energy in his sea of consciousness. As a result, the shape of the air flow changed slightly, and all the remaining energy converged three inches in front of his forehead, forming a colorless and transparent energy sphere through high-speed rotation and compression.

When the cyclones scattered in a large area of space could no longer collect more energy, they began to merge in pairs, shrinking sharply, causing the slick and rotating sphere of energy to roll bigger and bigger, and the breaths were almost bigger than the wraith's head!

All the small cyclones have merged into one, and there is only one giant cyclone left that is made up of many cyclones. It can no longer be called a cyclone, it should be called a whirlwind, it rotates extremely fast, the momentum is huge, and it violently compresses the energy sphere in front of the wraith!

It wasn't until the last vestiges of the whirlwind's strength were exhausted that the slick orb of energy was compressed to the size of an egg.

The wraith's face was pained, and it was painstakingly hidden between its brows.

Everyone didn't know what means of protection he used, but they knew very well how dangerous it was for such a huge amount of unrefined energy to be sealed in the Sea of Knowledge, and once it got out of control, it would immediately destroy the entire Sea of Knowledge! Even the head would be blown to pieces!

Ordinary people practice divine thoughts, but they only use them as a means of exploration or communication, and everyone has never seen a person like the Soul Spirit who directly replaces the use of spiritual power with spiritual power. Moreover, his divine thoughts were not only extremely powerful, but the means he used were bizarre, which made everyone even more curious about his origin, and they couldn't help but try to recall whether there was a similar special inheritance in the classics of the Qingning Sect that specialized in cultivating divine thoughts.

It's a pity that everyone hasn't been able to come up with a reason, and the ghost spirit that closes its eyes and rests has completely stabilized those energies and slowly opened its eyes. His expression was full of exhaustion, but he still let out a sigh of relief, looked at Luoyu, and showed a sincere smile, "Great, thank you." ”

Luo Yu didn't expect that the oolong he posed out was still liked by others, and said suddenly: "Do you still want it?" I'll get it for you again, it's very easy to do." ”

Wraith shook his head and smiled bitterly, "I don't want it, it's enough for me to digest for a while." ”

"You dare! Destroy my spirit again, and it's not over you!" Chengyue's angry voice sounded almost simultaneously!

Luo Yu shrank his head in fright, his eyes flickered, and he didn't dare to say more.

The hearty laughter came, and Shen Xing leaned back and smiled beside him, "Third sister, don't scare him." ”

As expected, the next thing was the coquettish voice they had heard countless times, "Bastard, who is your third sister!"

Along the way, almost every once in a while, Shen Xing would be scolded for calling "Third Sister" the same sentence. Luoyu couldn't help but admire him a little, and couldn't help but fantasize about what would happen if Guan Zeyan called "sister......

At the moment when this thought crossed his mind, a vivid picture appeared in front of Luo Yu's eyes, in which he fell in a pool of blood in a twisted and broken posture, how tragic his death was!

Luoyu was so frightened that he hurriedly drove this terrifying picture out of his mind, and silently thought in his heart, "If you don't do it, you won't die, if you don't do it, you won't die, I won't do it, I won't do it......"

Xia Yanyin quietly returned to Luoyu's side, and said in a low and serious voice: "Where did you pick him up?"

Luoyu, who was secretly praying to himself, was startled by him, and his heart almost jumped out of his throat, and he was about to prevaricate him back angrily, but suddenly caught a familiar word......

Luo Yu didn't know how to describe his feelings, and he wanted to ask Xia Yanyin where he learned the phrase "picked up...... Could it be that this is like the phrase "very simple" that is often on the lips of Master and Ze Yan, which is a commonality in the inheritance of the Qingning Sect?

Everyone set off again, and the ghost no longer led the way, but kept his eyes closed, floating aside, the space in front of his forehead constantly distorted, and it was evident that he had been trying to digest the energy in the small ball. Only when he is near the target location will he occasionally open his eyes and give a warning.

Luoyu was ordered by everyone not to do anything at will, so that he had nothing to do, but he could only slander the same "no-hands" ghost, hey!

However, he also had to admire, it turned out that there were thousands of ways to refine the soul, and the spirit needed to rely on the power of the soul in the spirit to cultivate, and he used the Thousand Mirror Realm, the disadvantage was that he would be stimulated from time to time, but the advantage was that he did not have to rely on the assistance of external objects, and it was true that everything was gained and lost.

As they walked along the route modified by the spirits, they saw fewer and fewer living people and more and more spirits. They knew that their current location was very close to the Red Cloud Sea, so they gradually converged their thoughts on reaping the benefits and turned into serious.