"This Lei Ling is so smart, and at least two turns or more, do you really want it?" Bing Chen asked again uncertainly.

Qian Zheyue hesitated for a moment, then shook her head and said, "You can take it yourself."

Bingchen was stunned for a moment and quipped, "You are so generous."

Qianzheyue looked at Bingchen with a look of annoyance.

"Although I practice the thunder system, I am not suitable for this thunder spirit, and it is incompatible with its thunder in its own life." Qian Zheyue said.

Bingchen took a moment, touched his chin, and said, "It's OK, based on our relationship, it's the same for anyone to accept it."

Qianzheyue stared at Bingchen with a bad look.

Bingchen smiled embarrassedly and flatteredly.

"Try to adopt this thunder spirit as the spirit of the natal life." Qian Zheyue said.

"What!" Bing Chen said in surprise: "The Spirit of Native Life!"

Qianzheyue nodded and said, "I feel this thunder spirit is a bit special, and it has a lot of room for growth."

Bingchen pondered for a moment, then said, "Okay, I'll try."

However, when it comes to this, Bing Chen's face showed a little bit of difficulty and said, "This Lei Ling is so smart, will it be willing to become my own spirit? If you don't pay attention, you may lose your own rice.

Get rid of the trouble.”

Qianzheyue glanced at Bingchen and said coldly: "Isn't there still a divine pill?"

Bingchen: "..."

He originally wanted to set up a set of Qianzheyue's verbal style to see if she had any better ways to refine the spirit of her natal life, but he didn't accept it at all.

He was too lazy to talk nonsense with Bingchen, so Qian Zheyue then made gestures and closed his eyes and meditated on Bingchen's divine platform.

Seeing this, Bingchen said a little twitchedly: "You won't be planning to go out if you come in this time."

Qianzhayue ignored it.

Seeing this, Bingchen showed some helplessness on his face. After a moment of thought, his soul power rolled out. Soon, a purple lotus platform was formed on his divine platform again.

Qian Zheyue opened her eyes and glanced at the lotus platform. She was not polite and stepped on it.

"I can tell you that it's okay to cultivate here, but don't peek around." Bingchen said.

Qian Zheyue glanced at Bingchen and closed her eyes again.

In the isolated place.

As soon as Bingchen opened his eyes, several gazes around him immediately looked at him in unison.

"It's over?" Bingchen asked.

Several women nodded and Xianyue said, "Thunder Spirits have been killed."

Bingchen struggled to sit up from Xianyue's arms, looked at the people who were healing the wounds, and asked, "Are you okay?"

Several women shook their heads slightly, and Ji Yueying said, "Yue'er and the Saint Gu have helped us with treatment, and it will take a few days to recuperate."

Bingchen nodded, then looked at Qian Zheyue lying beside him.

"Zhe Yue is in her husband's consciousness world?" Xianyue asked with a slightly raised corner of her mouth.

Bingchen nodded, and said helplessly: "I can't come out if I stay inside."

The thin moon showed a meaningful smile.

"Okay, you guys will continue to heal the wounds here. I have something to do. I will leave a divine thought. If you have something to do, just call me." Bingchen said.

As soon as Bing Chen finished speaking, while he was making a gesture, the Kun Domain Bead teleportation black hole appeared next to him.

"If you encounter any sudden incident, you can hide in the Kun Domain Pearl." Bingchen said again.

It didn't take too much delay. After Bingchen gave instructions, his mind was immersed in the world of consciousness again.

Next to the golden thunder spirit, Bing Chen sat cross-legged on the floating life stone. With a thought, a wisp of wish power overflowed from the floating life stone, wrapping the golden thunder spirit.

"Dispel!" Bing Chen made a gesture and shouted softly.

The golden thunder spirit's expression stagnated. Soon after, he closed his eyes, and the hideousness and anger in his expression gradually dissipated, and replaced by a pious and peaceful look.

Bingchen smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth and said to himself: "This floating life has indeed had an unexpected effect on these innate spirits."

Whether it was the previous suppression of Fusheng, it should be the current Fusheng salvation, Bingchen felt that he was much more skillful than when dealing with monks, and the effect it had was far beyond comparable to dealing with monks.

He had a feeling that it would not take long to completely conquer the Thunder Spirit with this technique of floating life.

However, to be on the safe side and to save time, Bing Chen made another move. As the soul power was circulating, a group of mysterious and mysterious artistic conceptions once again entangled the golden thunder spirit.

"Dream World!"

The first time I used the Dream World to cast Dream World on the innate Spirit, Bingchen didn't know how much effect it could have, but at least it was better than not.

"Next!"

After the two magical powers were used, Bing Chen looked at the golden thunder spirit, and the excitement in his eyes became even stronger.

I saw Bing Chen making gestures again and carefully squeezed towards the golden thunder spirit with his will. Soon, a true spirit slowly emerged on the head of the golden thunder spirit.

Bingchen was delighted!

Although Bing Chen had expected it in his heart, he was somewhat surprised and made him feel even more wonderful as he could.

"Just let me refine the Spirit of Life so honestly. You are not in such pain, and I will save a lot of trouble." Bingchen said with a smile.

Before he could make a delay, Bing Chen immediately made another move, and a wisp of soul power slowly came out of his soul and moved closer to the true spirit of the golden thunder spirit.

The true spirit has appeared, and the golden thunder spirit has been suppressed and transformed by the power of will, and has fallen into the dream world. At such a perfect opportunity, the difficulty of refining this golden thunder spirit may be less than 30% as usual.

Of course!

Just as Bing Chen's divine thought approached the golden thunder spirit and had only a few inches left, a golden thunder arc suddenly appeared, and in an instant it destroyed Bing Chen's soul power.

Bingchen let out a muffled groan, his soul staggered, and his whole body suddenly felt ache.

He quickly pulled the soul power of the Divine Platform to repair his injuries. After a few breaths, Bingchen took a breath.

Looking at the golden thunder spirit, Bingchen was obviously surprised.

"All consciousness is suppressed, and you can still instinctively defend yourself!" Bing Chen said in surprise.

Just now, the golden lightning arc was destroyed by Bing Chen's ordinary soul power, but a wisp of its original soul power, which was the foundation of the soul. If it were someone else, then

It is possible that the origin of the soul is damaged, which will eventually lead to damage to the Tao base. Before Yue Yao, the spiritual spiritual refining in the natal world was damaged, which may be caused by this.

Bingchen frowned, pondered for a long time, and then pressed his hands with stronger willpower and suppressed the golden thunder spirit. After a while, after ensuring that there should be no accidents, Bingchen was careful again.

The soul power approached the golden thunder spirit.

This time, until Bing Chen's soul power was almost at a slight distance from the Golden Thunder Spirit True Spirit, there was no accident, and Bing Chen couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

He didn't dare to be careless at all, but just as Bing Chen carefully touched the true spirit of the golden thunder spirit, another thunder arc suddenly appeared, and once again instantly dispersed Bing Chen's soul power.

With a scream, Bingchen staggered and fell toward the sea of ​​consciousness below.

"Grandma's legs! This is really weird!" Bingchen shook his head and flew out of the sea of ​​consciousness, cursing.

Looking at the golden thunder spirit, Bing Chen was obviously a little angry.

It's just him, he has a special god platform and a special world of consciousness. Otherwise, the other monks would have to suffer from neurasthenia and severely injured their souls.

Suddenly, it was also at this moment that Qianzhayue opened her eyes on the divine platform.

After a teleportation, Qian Zheyue came to Bingchen and asked, "Is it okay?"

Bingchen shook his head a few times and said, "It's okay."

Looking at the golden thunder spirit, Qian Zheyue frowned slightly and said, "This thunder spirit is probably more than two turns."

"What!" Bingchen said in surprise.

"Even if the consciousness is suppressed and sleeps, the thunder of the natal world can instinctively protect the true spirit. If I guess correctly this thunder spirit is now probably more than three turns." Qian Zheyue said again.

Bingchen opened his mouth, looking surprised, and at the same time he was uncontrollable.

"I've picked up the treasure!" Bingchen said.

Qian Zheyue glanced at Bingchen.

"Ziyue can I help me suppress its thunder of life." Bingchen asked.

Qian Zhayue thought for a while and said, "I'll give it a try."

As soon as he finished speaking, Qian Zheyue sat cross-legged in the void, and while he was making gestures, a ray of purple thunder slowly condensed in front of him.

When I saw the purple thunder, Bingchen could clearly feel that it was a little different from the purple thunder that Qian Zhayue usually used.

Soon, the purple thunder suddenly flew out and sank into the golden thunder spirit's body.

In an instant, a faint purple light emanated from the golden thunder spirit's body. At the same time, it was visible to the naked eye that a slight purple thunder arc spread in the golden thunder spirit's body. Soon, it almost filled its whole body.

"Wait for now, hurry!" Qian Zhayue suddenly said.

Bing Chen immediately made a gesture and quickly rushed to the golden thunder spirit with his soul power, and then he disappeared into his true spirit the next moment.
To be continued...