At the same time, Liu Ming also felt that the strange suction coming from his hand disappeared at once, and he was about to take his hands away from the white bone scorpion's skull with joy.

But at this moment, the bubble in the spiritual sea flickered slightly, but it suddenly burst open by itself like a mirror.

Liu Ming only felt a "buzz" in his ears, his head sank, and after his eyes went black, he suddenly appeared in a gray space.

"It's ......"

As he swept his gaze around, a complicated look appeared on his face.

This place is naturally the mysterious space that has trapped him for half a year.

However, the scope of this space seems to be a little larger than before, and the radius is already more than twenty zhang wide.

But when he looked to the side, he couldn't help but be startled.

The white bone scorpion that was bound by the soul refining rope was at its feet, and it was still struggling desperately, as if it had regained some strength.

"What's going on? I wasn't too surprised to enter this space because of that bubble, but how could this skull scorpion be here together...... , Is it because of the previous use of spiritism?" Liu Ming's mind could only think like this after his mind turned quickly.

However, no matter how weird this matter was, he naturally couldn't let the white bone scorpion break free from the black rope, and immediately moved, a palm was firmly pressed on the white bone scorpion's head, and the tiger bite ring on the wrist was even more humming, and a yellow tiger head appeared out of thin air, and a sound wave erupted.

Even though this white bone scorpion was extremely powerful, after being attacked at such a close distance, it suddenly let out a wail, but for a while, it couldn't break free from the shackles of the black rope and the silver text on its forehead, and could only shake its body desperately.

In this case, Liu Ming naturally wouldn't be polite, and kept urging the tiger to bite the ring, and sound waves were sent out one after another.

After a cup of tea, the white bone scorpion became extremely weak again.

Liu Ming's heart was slightly relieved, and after thinking about it for a while, he simply sat down cross-legged nearby, and urged spiritism with words in his mouth.

Although he didn't know if the Dao White Bone Scorpion could still be subdued in this mysterious space, since the spell he had cultivated at the beginning was effective, it was naturally worth a try.

The black qi on Liu Ming's body rolled again, and dense gray runes poured out, and once again submerged into the head of the ghost thing.

Although the white bone scorpion had become weak, its divine resistance was still as tough as the outside world, and it had no intention of surrendering.

Liu Ming knew that he was going to be trapped here for a long time, so he naturally wouldn't worry about time, and it was extremely safe here, let alone worrying about what would happen, and he couldn't stop casting spells with peace of mind.

But as time passed, his face gradually became solemn.

Half a day later, Liu Ming still let out a light sigh and stopped the spell in his mouth, and began to close his eyes and recuperate his mana.

A day later, when he opened his eyes again, the bone scorpion seemed to have regained some strength and was ready to move again.

Liu Ming unceremoniously shook the copper ring on his wrist, pressed his hand on the skull of the white bone scorpion for another painful blow, and then cast a spiritistic technique.

That's it!

For the rest of the days, Liu Ming first destroyed the white bone scorpion every day, then performed psychic magic, then meditated to restore mana, and repeated it the next day.

It was only after three days that the resistance in the ghost's divine consciousness finally showed signs of weakening.

This made Liu Ming, who originally thought that he was hopeless, suddenly became more confident.

After two more days of non-stop destruction, the white bone scorpion's divine consciousness came with the idea of being willing to surrender.

Liu Ming was overjoyed, and immediately used the spiritism to cast a spell on the white bone scorpion divine consciousness as quickly as possible, leaving a divine thought mark of his own in it, and only after confirming that he could really communicate with the soul of this ghost thing, did he put away the secret technique.

Then he pointed a finger at the white bone scorpion, and the black rope shot back as soon as it was released, and at the same time, the silver text on its skull also disappeared out of thin air in a flash.

But after these days of constant tossing, even if there is no restraint, the white bone scorpion looks dying.

Liu Ming smiled slightly, but he didn't care too much about this, knowing that after a few days, this ghost thing would be able to slowly recover on its own, and began to think about how to spend the next time in this mysterious space.

A few days ago, he had also taken the time to privately try to activate the Soul Bone Duel, but he still couldn't add any trace of mana.

In this way, he was completely dead set on this aspect, and he could only fight the idea of cultivating those few spells and spiritism.

As for the secret technique of soul refining, although you can master its subtleties through practice, so as to be more commanding from the heart, but because of the quality of the Yin soul, each soul refining rope has a surprising difference.

Liu Ming naturally wouldn't waste time on this.

As for the spiritism, if it is cultivated to a high depth, it can significantly increase the effect of deterrence and communication, and after cultivating to the Dacheng level, there should be a slight possibility of surrendering even the ghost general-level ghosts.

However, the current Liu Ming, after some consideration, also did not plan to practice spiritism, and decided to spend his time on those simple spells.

With his current cultivation, he could naturally learn more advanced spells such as the Ice Pick Technique, and the reason why he didn't do so was because he had already cultivated several spells such as the Wind Blade Technique to an extremely high level before, and he was unwilling to give up halfway.

The second is that although those slightly high-level spells are amazingly powerful, most of them take a long time to cast, and it is very difficult to improve, so there shouldn't be too many opportunities for him to use them now, and they are not as practical as those simple spells.

Of course, if he had enough time, he would also choose one or two high-level spells to cultivate to the Dacheng or even higher level. After all, on some occasions, high-level spells can still exert power far beyond people's imagination.

After Liu Ming made up his mind, he immediately began to cultivate the Wind Blade Technique day after day in the remaining time.

This technique has been cultivated by him to the Dacheng level, but there seems to be room for improvement, which makes his heart more and more curious, I don't know what kind of power the Wind Blade Technique will achieve if it is to raise another level.

Soon after, the white bone scorpion regained its mobility, and in the time that followed, all but the large hole in its body gradually disappeared.

And when Liu Ming practiced the Wind Blade Technique, this ghost creature was quietly lying on the side and watching, looking very well-behaved.

In addition to resting, Liu Ming will also use spiritism to communicate with the consciousness of the white bone scorpion, and will also train this ghost creature to cooperate with himself from time to time, and the effect is also very significant, so that it gradually becomes spiritual.

Under the talent of single-mindedness, more than half a year has passed in the blink of an eye.

For so long, he hadn't been able to get out of this space.

This made him vaguely think, but he was not too alarmed.

The Wind Blade Technique has been cultivated to the point where he can release more than ten Dao in one breath within a few breaths, but Liu Ming still feels that there is still something missing, and he still practices the Wind Blade Technique every day.

On this day, Liu Ming was standing at the end of the space, unleashing the Wind Blade Technique against the gray fog wall twenty zhang away.

Just when he raised one hand and wanted to make a decision, there was a sudden shock in his brain, and a strange and abnormal pale cyan symbol suddenly condensed in his divine consciousness, and then the sound of breaking the air suddenly sounded, and two wind blades shot out in his hand at the same time.

This is not a condensation of two wind blades in advance and then released at the same time, but a genuine instant release, and the spell has not been pronounced outside the mouth yet.

"It's ......"

Liu Ming was stunned for a moment, then his face showed ecstasy, his lips moved slightly, and after raising one hand, the cyan symbol in his head flashed again, and two wind blades shot out from his hand at the same time.

"Sure enough, the next layer of cultivation has been completed, and the effect is that it can be instantaneous!"

Liu Ming laughed, and under the Yang Yang with both hands, a series of wind blades turned into a branch line and shot straight out, all hitting the fog wall opposite, and making a muffled sound of "bang" and "bang".

The next moment, his lips were still moving slightly, but as soon as the Wind Blade Technique stopped, his two palms suddenly closed, and then slowly moved outward.

"Bang la" sound.

A giant wind blade half a foot long condensed out.

Liu Ming flicked his wrist, and the giant wind blade turned into a burst of blue light and shot out, the speed was so fast, almost twice as fast as the ordinary wind blade, almost as soon as this side was released, that side slashed to the opposite fog wall, and after a loud bang, the nearby gray fog was slightly dispersed.

"Sure enough, the reason why this move failed before was because the Wind Blade Technique had not been cultivated to the home. But what is this cyan symbol, I'll have to inquire about it when I get back. Liu Ming muttered a few times with joy on his face.

In the next few days, he continued to practice the Wind Blade Technique without improving in the slightest.

Seeing this situation, Liu Ming immediately decisively changed the fire bombing technique.

When four or five months passed, Liu Ming finally cultivated the fire bomb technique to the Dacheng level.

At this time, he released the fireball technique not only faster than before, but also released more than twice the size of the fireball as a beginner.

Of course, there is the amplification effect of his mana refinement, but most of it is the terrifying power that the fireball technique only shows after entering the Great Completion.

Just when Liu Ming was happy in his heart and planned to continue practicing this spell, but on this day, his ears suddenly "buzzed", and after the white light in front of him brightened, he returned to the black desert.

At this time, he was still sitting in a circle, and there was a faint cold black qi in the void nearby that had not dissipated, and even his hands were still pressed on the skull of the white bone scorpion beside him.

This ghost creature still has that soul refining cord tightly tied to its body.

He did return to the Netherlands, only this time the time was significantly more than doubled.

However, Liu Ming didn't care about this matter, but chanted words in his mouth as if he was facing a great enemy, and hurriedly used his divine thoughts to communicate with the white bone scorpion.

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