"What's the matter with your eyes......" Wang Ge noticed the change in Zhang Yiming's eyes, which were a pair of pale blue eyes as clear as sea water, as if there was a special magic, as long as he glanced at it, he couldn't take his eyes off it.

His consciousness gradually fell into a blurred state, and there seemed to be hundreds of people in his mind, repeating what Zhang Yiming had just said over and over again.

His brain told him that as long as he admitted that what Zhang Yiming said was the truth and followed his orders, the constant repetition of the voice in his head would disappear. On the contrary, the more he resisted, the more voices in his head would be, and the volume would get louder and louder, until his consciousness burst out.

If the human brain is compared to a computer, then Zhang Yiming's words are like a computer virus that can reproduce itself, trying to resist the virus, the virus will multiply faster and faster, until the computer crashes, and if the controller is handed over to the virus, the virus will stop attacking.

"My head hurts, it hurts!" Wang Ge cried out in pain while holding his head tightly with both hands, just like Sun Wukong had been recited a mantra. If he could, he would really like to say to Zhang Yiming, "Master, stop, stop reading!"

"The willpower is quite tenacious, I advise you to surrender early, and if you resist, you will easily become an idiot!" Zhang Yiming didn't expect the other party to be able to hold out for so long, what a tough guy.

"Brother, quickly control your mental power to fight back against him!" Hua Yu reminded in time, this is the way the organization taught her to deal with the whisperers.

"I ...... I won't!" Wang Ge rolled on the ground in pain, he was about to die, he felt like his brain was going to explode! If it weren't for his strong desire to rescue Zhu Qing, he would have surrendered a long time ago.

"Condense your spiritual power into a needle and stab him!" Hua Yu tried her best to tell Wang Ge the trick in the most concise language, in fact, there are forty-eight small steps in the condensation of the spiritual thorn, but now the situation is urgent, and when she finishes these forty-eight steps, her brother is dead, so she can only simplify it and say it simply, I hope that my brother has a high level of understanding and can quickly comprehend.

Dead horses should be live horse doctors. It was the only way she could think of dealing with the Nightmares.

Zhang Yiming didn't stop Huayu from teaching Wang Ge, because he didn't believe that anyone could learn the "Spirit Thorn" in such a short time, which was an advanced attack technique that even he didn't know. Although the principle of this technique sounds very simple, just like the language of flowers says, it is good to condense the spiritual power into a needle. However, the actual difficulty of operation is far beyond imagination, and it requires the brain to have strong enough mental control, so that there is a way to condense the misty mental power dispersed by the wind into a thorn.

In order to improve mental control, the alliance has researched forty-eight small steps, and as long as each step is done correctly, it can be condensed into a spirit thorn. He had studied this technique, and at the moment he could only do the twelfth.

Even within the alliance, there are no more than five people who can condense spirit thorns, and each of them is a level 30 or above ability.

Level 30, a level that can walk sideways in the ability world, its own ability attack power is much stronger than that of the spirit thorn, how can he give up his roots to practice the spirit thorn. Therefore, in his opinion, the spirit thorn is just a chicken rib attack method, and the low-level ability can't learn it, and the high-level one can't use it.

After Wang Ge's brain was developed, he had a strong comprehension power, and he quickly realized it. But what kind of spiritual power? He can't be a supernatural person, where does the spiritual power come from? Could it be that this slightest coolness from the mask is spiritual power? He can only guess like this.

Condense this coolness into ice spikes! This thought just flashed through Wang Ge's mind, and the coolness in his mind seemed to be under control by someone, condensing from a loose floating mist to a droplet, and then condensing from a droplet into a palm-sized piece of ice. As soon as the ice cube formed, his brain suddenly stopped hurting, and the lingering murmuring in his head disappeared without a trace, and the world finally fell silent.

Turning the ice cube into ice spikes! Wang Ge imagined in his mind that the ice cubes would shatter into countless ice spikes.

As soon as the imagination was generated, it became a reality in his mind, dozens of ice thorns as thin as needles floated in his mind, like soldiers under review, waiting for his next instructions.

Aim the ice spur at the other party! Wang Ge looked at Zhang Yiming, ready to attack. He didn't know if he was going to launch the ice spikes, he just had the idea in his head.

As soon as the thought was formed, the icicle suddenly disappeared from his mind!

Ahh

It hurts, it hurts, it hurts! He was almost unconscious, and his mind had no thoughts except a sharp pinprick pain, and it was blank. This kind of pain is different from ordinary physical pain, but pain that penetrates deep into the spiritual world, even penetrating into the soul level.

He was thinking that it was just a feeling to go to hell and be tortured, to be unable to live, to die, to suffer and struggle in infinite pain, and to never end.

"Quick...... Stop! Please, stop! I'm dying!" Zhang Yiming said weakly. If this continues, his mental world will collapse, and then his brain will suffer irreversible damage, and he will become an idiot, a vegetative state, or die.

Wang Ge could see that Zhang Yiming had really suffered a lot of pain, and it was the first time he used a spirit stab, he definitely didn't expect this trick to be so powerful, he had no intention of killing Zhang Yiming, and decided to stop in time.

He gave the order to remove the spirit stab in his mind, and as soon as the idea was generated, the ice thorn that pierced Zhang Yiming's mind shattered into ice slag with a bang, and the ice slag turned into water and mist, dissipating in Zhang Yiming's mind.

"You...... You win, you go. Zhang Yiming was so painful that he had lost his strength, lying on the ground panting heavily, and he didn't even have the strength to move a finger. Fortunately, the blue and white man stopped in time, otherwise he would have died.

Who is he? Zhang Yiming looked at Wang Ge with a blue and white mask, his eyes were full of deep fear, in his opinion, the blue and white man's city was really terrifying, and his acting skills were also very exquisite. Obviously, he knows the advanced attack technique of spirit thorns, but he also deliberately pretends to be controlled by his own babbling, so that he can relax his vigilance and attack with spirit thorns......

The strength is so strong, and you have to use psychological tactics when fighting, this person is really unfathomable!

"Uh...... Can I borrow your clothes and mask to use?" Wang Ge asked embarrassedly, scratching his head.

"You wait for me here, don't move!" Zhang Yiming leaned against the wall and got up weakly, and when he passed by Zhu Qing's side, a warm smile still appeared inadvertently on the corner of his mouth. He found an unobtrusive corner, took off his pants and clothes, and threw his mask on the ground as well. Wearing only a flower pants, he ran away in a puff of smoke.

Looking at Zhang Yiming, who was wearing flower pants and fleeing in embarrassment, Wang Ge was suddenly a little inexplicably moved, Zhang Yiming was infatuated with Zhu Qing He knew, he didn't expect him to be willing to sacrifice for Zhu Qing to such a point, Wang Ge shook his head and sighed in his heart, since ancient times, he has been amorous and empty, and this hatred is endless~

Hopefully not an enemy in the future. He gently picked up Zhu Qing, who was sitting on the ground, and said with his back to Huayu: "Let's go!"

Huayu said "um" sweetly, and hurriedly followed Wang Ge's footsteps.