"I didn't get any benefit from it except for being in the limelight in the last level. ”

Ling Hao casually waved away the mist, and said secretly in his heart: "And although I have broken through one after another, my divine soul has entered the bottleneck earlier than my cultivation, just because there are not enough materials on the earth that allow me to use formations or pills to practice my hands......"

"What is the limit of the divine soul, I haven't felt it for a long time!"

Thinking like this, Ling Hao was a little melancholy. The conditions for the breakthrough of the Divine Soul are much harsher than those for cultivation, and only when the limit is approached can the potential be stimulated. Therefore, for Ling Hao, if this fog can stimulate his limit, it will not be a good thing!

Thinking like this, Ling Hao not only did not regret it in his heart, but was eager to try.

After having an idea in his heart, and after using the accumulated mist to disperse a lot of purple mist, Ling Hao suddenly discovered that in this divine thought space, among the distant ink colors similar to the universe, the balls of light, which were not too big, seemed to have quietly become a lot larger.

"It's strange when this ball of light grew, I didn't even notice it. ”

Ling Hao stared at the Divine Mind Space and couldn't help but touch his chin: "If I'm not mistaken, these balls of light were just the size of a palm before, but now they look like they're the size of a football!"

As he spoke, his divine thoughts, which had been standing still, suddenly took a step forward at this time.

"It's so hard!"

After taking such a step, Ling Hao found that his feet seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, and every step was like walking in the mud. Perhaps due to the subconscious influence of this divine thought space, Ling Hao hadn't thought that he could move his position before, but at this moment, he suddenly felt a novelty.

"As long as I move my position in this space of divine thought, I will suffer an extremely heavy sense of oppression. ”

Ling Hao stood still and said with some surprise: "But except for moving my feet, no matter how my two hands move, they will not be under pressure...... Could it be that there is a special method of judgment in this divine thought space, which only requires the movement of the number of steps?"

He was shocked to find that he had not even noticed the restriction on his movement pace in the previous hours! In other words, during the few hours he spent in the Divine Mind Space, Ling Hao seemed to have subconsciously decided that he could only stay where he was, and had never thought of moving.

Even when the purple mist was approaching him.

"It doesn't have to be a subconscious ...... from the space of the mind"

In addition to the speculation that he initially thought that it was the Divine Mind Space that gave such a hint, Ling Hao had some new ideas, looked at the purple mist that was constantly surging around him, and said secretly: "It may also be because it is surrounded by purple mist in all directions, so there is no attempt to move his feet. ”

"After all, standing in place can also ensure that you will not be eroded by the purple mist, and if you move a little step, you will fall directly into the encirclement of the purple mist. ”

As he spoke, Ling Hao made an unequivocal move, and the purple mist he had absorbed turned into a long whip, instantly repelling the mist that had originally gathered here, and directly driving out a foothold without mist for him. Ling Hao stood still, believing in his guess a little more.

If it weren't for an existence as powerful as his divine soul, ordinary people would be overwhelmed by those purple mist in this Chixia Ancient Bell, let alone try to move their pace!

And even if you try to move your pace, you shouldn't be able to hold on for long.

"Looks like I've discovered something interesting!"

Ling Hao's interest suddenly came up. It may be difficult for others to move in this Divine Mind Space, and they have to consume an incredible amount of Divine Mind Energy every time, but he is obviously not among them. However, if he could save the necessary strength, then Ling Hao would not recklessly squander the excess mist.

Instead of stepping out on his feet, he sat down cross-legged, trying to change his image in the space of divine thought. However, Rao is his divine mind is powerful, and in this divine thought space, he can't conjure up other appearances, so he can only maintain his external image.

After that, Ling Hao saw that there was no one left and right, and he tried a handstand without any image burden!

If this space of divine thought is bound to his feet, then he may be able to avoid the heavy pressure and unnecessary consumption by walking upside down. After all, as a top powerhouse, under the self-held identity of the forger of the Chixia Ancient Bell, he may become rigid in his thinking, and he may not be able to guess such an unbounded method of circumvention.

However, it was a pity that the forger of this Chixia Ancient Bell did not leave the slightest gap, and no matter what posture Ling Hao used, he could feel the invisible pressure coming from all around.

"It's as simple as I thought!"

Ling Hao reluctantly returned to his normal posture, finding that the surrounding fog was rotating around him but not approaching, and he seemed to be startled by his actions.

But these soulless mist were obviously impossible to really be frightened by Ling Hao. Maybe it was because Ling Hao changed his posture and made these fogs lose his judgment for a short time. Or maybe the deterrence that Ling Hao had erupted before was too terrifying, causing them to wander like before for a while.

In short, it was not out of thought, but instinctive fear!

Ling Hao had already returned to normal at this time, and muttered, "After all, no matter what the appearance is, in the Divine Thought Space, my ultimate essence is just Divine Thought. Therefore, the judgment of movement in this space of divine thoughts should essentially be just the movement of divine thoughts. ”

"Forget it, it's nothing to me anyway. ”

Thinking about this, Ling Hao quickly dispelled the idea of trying to save trouble, took another step against the pressure, his eyes fell on the mist light balls that were the size of a football in the distance, and said secretly: "I don't know if I can get close to those purple light balls!"

"It doesn't seem far away, and the movement of these light balls follows a certain trajectory and won't change much!"

Ling Hao thought about it and said secretly: "Anyway, this level is not a challenge for me, if I can take this opportunity to get close to my limit, then even if I lose, it doesn't matter." ”

"I'll give it a try!"

Having made up his mind, Ling Hao was also eager to try it in his heart, and stepped forward a few more steps under pressure. From a distance in the Divine Mind Space, those balls of light were close to a hundred meters away from Ling Hao, and between him and the nearest ball of light, a purple mist was getting deeper and deeper.

These mist were all left over from the disintegration of the closest ball of light to Ling Hao. It was like an impassable abyss between him and the star-like orbs of light.

But to Ling Hao, these are nothing at all!

I saw that he divided most of his divine thoughts to resist the pressure exerted on him. At the same time, only a small portion was dedicated to waving away those purple mist. And these purple mist were actually retreating around Ling Hao's limited divine power, and they were not his opponents at all.