It's still that endless, as if there is no boundless red cloud.

Although there is no data on the monitor to show that the cosmic space ahead is different, the mysterious red cloud that is strange to the extreme can bring an incomparable pressure to people.

Since getting the little crown, Fang Mingwei has been able to completely control the soul he has absorbed.

Even from a distance of countless light years, the Little Crown is able to sense the existence of a soul in a mysterious way, and knows the state of the soul at the moment.

The last time he left Red Cloud, Fang Mingwei had left more than a hundred souls here. He wanted to experiment with whether any changes would happen when he took the initiative to leave his soul in the red cloud.

Sure enough, those souls left in the red cloud have changed. About seventy percent of them have completely disappeared in the red cloud. It wasn't that they were melted by the red cloud, but that they were consumed by other powerful souls in the red cloud.

Before Fang Mingwei left, he gave different orders to the more than 100 souls.

Thirty percent of them are sticking to their positions and absorbing red clouds to enhance their strength. And the remaining seventy percent went to the depths of the red cloud separately to find out.

As a result, it can be imagined that none of the red clouds who went to explore the path survived. From this, it can be seen that in this red cloud, there are many high-level souls hidden beyond imagination.

Of course, in addition to the souls of these unlucky ghosts, there were nearly forty or so souls who survived safely.

The biggest reason they survived was because they didn't go deep into the red cloud, but only absorbed the red cloud in the place where they left last time to enhance their abilities.

After passing this change, Fang Mingwei has come to a conclusion that I don't know if it's correct.

There are also divisions of forces in this red cloud, and in a certain area, there is one, or even several particularly powerful souls. Their strength is not under the true masters of the spiritual department. The biggest reason why those forty or so souls were able to survive should be that in the last soul capture, he accidentally captured the two most powerful souls in this area.

It was precisely because of the disappearance of those two supreme powerhouses that there was no such absolute power in the red clouds in this area. And the rest of the sporadic souls, when facing more than forty souls who had already absorbed a large number of red clouds and successfully advanced to level eleven or above, they couldn't please at all.

Although there was no evidence to confirm Fang Mingwei's conjecture, his sixth sense told him that maybe that was the real situation in this red cloud.

Piloting an ordinary medium-sized spaceship of a fifth-level country to the red cloud, Fang Mingwei searched carefully for a long time before he found the red cloud area that had subdued many souls before.

Leaving Ek's soul in charge of the spaceship, Fang Mingwei put on the small crown and recruited the more than forty souls in the red cloud.

With the help of the little crown, the trouble caused by spatial distance is no longer a problem at all. Almost as soon as Fang Mingwei was in his thoughts, the more than forty souls that were tightly hugged together had all come to Fang Mingwei's mind.

Carefully comprehending these changes in his soul, Fang Mingwei's heart was quite surprised.

In less than a year, in less than a year, these souls who were originally only at the sixth and seventh levels have made great progress. The light emitted by each soul was extremely strong, and it was no longer even below the many fifteenth-level souls.

Seeing this situation, Fang Mingwei's heart moved.

As long as it is used properly, the functions that a high-level soul can exert will be far greater than hundreds or thousands of low-level souls.

Although the tens of thousands of low-level souls in the base seem to be extremely numerous, as long as three fifteenth-level souls come and three green pine-class battleships come, it is enough to crush this transformed base to the ground.

If the tens of thousands of souls residing in the base all have fifteenth-level strength...... This thought surged up like an unstoppable tide, making Fang Mingwei suddenly unable to hold himself. After only hesitating for a moment, Fang Mingwei immediately decided, since the red cloud had such a big effect, if he didn't use it, wouldn't he become an idiot.

He had already made up his mind to move half of the souls in the base, although doing so would greatly reduce the base's protection in the short term. But once many souls grow, they will become their most powerful helpers.

Closing his eyes slightly, Fang Mingwei did not intend to return to the base, but directly passed through the small crown and gave the order to the eight thousand souls in the base to unload the task and self-detonate the sensor.

The next moment, the countless mechs, warships, and sensors in various protection systems in the base flew away from their jobs as if they had grown wings, and all of them exploded above the garbage heap.

Subsequently, these souls were attracted by a mysterious power and successfully flew into Fang Mingwei's mind.

The distance between the center of the dead and the base is not close, however, those souls who come back after the self-explosion seem to be unaffected by this distance at all, as if the little crown has a magical power that can open a passage within the crown, connecting the location of the crown and its destination. And those souls that had recovered their free bodies after the self-explosion flew back to Fang Mingwei's side at the fastest speed through this passage.

Unconsciously, a happy smile overflowed on Fang Mingwei's face, and he succeeded.

His heart was overjoyed, although he had a premonition that since he could sense the existence of souls regardless of distance, he could naturally summon them back regardless of distance.

A large part of the reason why he didn't go back was because he wanted to test whether his guess was correct.

Now it seems that the little crown did not disappoint herself.

However, the smile on Fang Mingwei's face quickly turned into a bitter smile, although the little crown could summon souls regardless of distance. However, the mental power it consumes is also a little too great.

In just such a short period of effort, Fang Mingwei's spiritual power has been consumed by one-tenth.

You must know that Fang Mingwei at this moment is a master with spiritual power as high as level 12, and one-tenth of his total spiritual power is no less than the peak level when he was just promoted to level 11.

Touching the small crown on his head, Fang Mingwei suddenly understood that this skill could not be used excessively by himself, because the energy it consumed was too great, and it had reached the point where even he could not afford it for a long time.

After resting for a while, Fang Mingwei sent the eight thousand souls into the red cloud together.

The sight of eight thousand souls absorbing the red clouds at one time was quite spectacular, and even the red clouds in this area were subtly transformed. It's just that all the changes are just in this area, because the extent of the red cloud is so big that it can't be measured.

Therefore, although the red clouds in this area are churning quite strongly, they have no effect on the entire red cloud at all.

Seeing these souls devouring the red clouds like crazy, the essence in Fang Mingwei's eyes flashed away.

Since he has great power, the thing he yearns for the most is to become the second Wang Ziqiang. Judging by the current situation, this wish will come true one day.

However, it was precisely because of the Newman Empire's attitude towards him that he understood the importance of strength. So for him at this moment, he desperately hopes to be able to improve his ability in the shortest possible time.

Whether it is accepting Lin Mingzhi's conditions, or now decisively detonating the eight thousand sensors, it shows Fang Mingwei's desire for strength and strength at this moment.

Taking a deep breath of cool air, Fang Mingwei knew that when these souls were completed a year later, it would mean that his ability had improved rapidly.

More than 8,000 fifteen-level souls can control more than 8,000 green pine-class warships. If you have such an appalling strength, then even if you meet a true spiritual master, you will definitely not be at a disadvantage.

Suddenly, Fang Mingwei's face turned slightly, and he found that the eight thousand souls seemed to be missing one.

Under the search of the little crown, it took him little effort to find the culprit. A slightly stronger soul has just sneaked up on one of these newcomers, and is frantically absorbing the power from it.

Seeing this shocking scene, Fang Mingwei remembered that in this red cloud, it was not a comfortable paradise, but there were many powerful souls.

The more than forty souls stored in the past all had the ability to protect themselves after absorbing a certain amount of red clouds, growing to level eleven or above, and uniting as one. And these souls are nothing more than some minor characters of level six or seven. If you leave it here and let it go, then after a year, you will only be afraid that there will be no one out of ten who can survive.

After thinking about it for a moment, Fang Mingwei sent the three hundred and fifteenth level souls into the red cloud, with the protection of these high-level souls, here, it should be as stable as Mount Tai.

After doing all this, Fang Mingwei withdrew his divine thoughts and moved his gaze to the three animals in the cage.

ps: When I came back in the afternoon, I had already added the essence!

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