The water mirror is more than half a meter thick, and reflects brilliant colorful light under the sunlight. Looking at the young man with a tight little face, the whistling energy blew his cheeks a little stinging, Nuo Lan raised his palm and greeted the water mirror straight up.

"Bang!"

The blood stick slammed into the water mirror with ferocious power, making a dull sound, and the huge force made Nuo Lan's palm sink slightly, but that was all.

The surface of the water mirror cracked like a spider's web, but a soft air flow emerged from the cracked inside, forcibly stopping the falling blood sticks there.

Feeling the sensation of hitting the cotton again, Chen Moyang was extremely uncomfortable, and with a hard pump, his body flew into the air, and he was far away from the woman. A little decadently looked at the playful face not far away.

Looking at this lightning-like confrontation in the field, everyone watching from the outside of the field suddenly cast a surprised look at Chen Moyang, they didn't expect Chen Moyang's attack to be so fierce, so that Nuo Lan, who is a spirit general, can only defend passively, if it falls on their heads.

Han Yu, who had an indifferent face, stared at the boy who was a few years younger than him, the person who was still on par with him in the spirit beast hunting competition had already left him behind, he thought that his progress was not slow, but he still couldn't compare to this demon.

Although the attack did not achieve good results, this was also expected by Chen Moyang, after all, the difference in strength between the two was really a bit big, but it still made him a little frustrated. Nuo Lan's cultivation of the water attribute technique made him extremely uncomfortable after getting close.

"Don't fight, don't fight!" Putting the blood phoenix stick into the scabbard on his back, Chen Moyang waved his hand and said continuously, the moves he could use were basically used, although he could cause a little trouble to the woman, but the result must have ended in his fiasco.

Seeing this, Nuo Lan took a few steps forward lightly, raised his hand, and the elegant blue spirit whip gently shook a crisp pop, looked at Chen Moyang with a smile on his face, and chuckled: "Moyang little genius, it seems that the results of your cultivation during this period are not very good." ”

Rolling his eyes, Chen Moyang looked at the woman's smiling face, and said indignantly in his heart: "Wait, master, sooner or later I want you to kneel on the ground and sing conquest." ”

Turning his thin waist, Nuo Lan said softly: "Each of you is not weak in talent, but at the same time of cultivation, you have lost one of the most important points, the control of spiritual power. ”

Holding the handle of the blue spirit whip with his palm, Nuo Lan's face was slightly gloomy, and the dark blue fierce spiritual power suddenly flowed towards the long whip, which looked even more bewitching under the nourishment of the spiritual power.

The long whip spewed out a huge stream of blue energy, churning uncontrollably in midair, "Look!"

With a low shout, Nuo Lan's handprint changed, and the energy was quickly converted in the air, and after a while, it was condensed into a giant python several meters long, and the giant python circled in the air, glaring at everyone, and huge water droplets fell from its body, moistening the ground.

Looking at the terrifying giant python, the students of Nuolan's class couldn't help but take two steps back, such a shocking scene is rare.

With a wave of his hand again, the giant python circled rapidly in the air, accompanied by the dark blue energy surging again, an incredible scene appeared in front of everyone, the dark blue python continued to shrink, and finally turned into a spirit snake only half a meter long, the blue light on the spirit snake's body was a little purple, and the body that was much smaller than before showed more powerful energy.

Looking at the dancing little snake, Chen Moyang couldn't help but take a breath, if a woman used this trick at the beginning, I am afraid that he would not be able to hold out for a round, even the Spirit King probably would not dare to take this trick hard.

Controlling such a huge amount of energy in his hands, obviously under tremendous pressure, Nuo Lan's face turned slightly pale, and he said softly: "You see, this is the control of spiritual power, you blindly improve your strength, but you forget this is a very important point, if you can compress the spiritual power, compress it again, and finally release it, the strength that can be exerted will be very huge." ”

After listening to Nuo Lan's statement quietly, the thoughts in Chen Moyang's mind quickly churned, as if the door of a new world had opened in front of him, standing there, his eyes a little blank.

Many of the students with good comprehension behind him were also like being empowered, with a touch of joy on their faces, and they couldn't wait to start trying.

Staring at his palm, the spirit in his body was running gently, and a milky white spiritual power slowly appeared in his right palm, frowning, Chen Moyang thought slightly, and with a touch of his left palm, a stream of red spiritual power floated on it.

Looking at the two completely different spiritual powers in his palms, Chen Moyang took a deep breath, and then the two palms slowly approached.

"Stinky boy, what do you want to do?" Sensing Chen Moyang's movements, the fog spirit's brows jumped a few times, and he scolded, the contact of two completely different spiritual powers would only cancel out or resist, and that kind of energy could only make him suffer for himself.

Ignoring the voice of the misty spirit, Chen Moyang stared closely at the two energies that were constantly approaching, which was a thought that suddenly came to him when he heard Nuo Lan's words. If the spiritual power can be continuously compressed, then what about the two completely different spiritual powers, if they can be compressed together, it is not a simple single plus one equals two power, and Chen Moyang, who has a spiritual decision, can naturally easily transform two different energies.

Although there was still an extremely violent thunder and lightning power in the dantian, Chen Moyang did not dare to use it rashly, and only dared to choose two relatively weak forces, otherwise, once he failed, it was very likely that his life would be lost.

As soon as the two spiritual powers came into contact, a subtle muffled thunder burst out from the palm of his hand, like fire and water, two things that could not have been together, but they had to be pressed together. Chen Moyang didn't care about this, his soul perception was running to the extreme, and with the control of multi-day alchemy, he actually forcibly controlled the two rioting spiritual powers.

The palms were tightly closed, and the strong oppressive force made Chen Moyang grin his teeth, but it was only half a centimeter away, but it was like the road to the sky, and it was difficult and difficult.

"Damn, I don't believe it yet, master, give me a contract!"

With a loud shout, Chen Moyang's body tensed, his eyes were bloodshot, and he stared at the spiritual power churning in his palm, both of which were transformed by spiritual decision, otherwise with his strength, he would have been unable to suppress it.

Chen Moyang's movement on this side undoubtedly attracted Nuo Lan's gaze, and with a wave of his jade hand, the dark blue spirit snake slowly turned into water droplets and dissipated in mid-air, and on tiptoe to the ground, it fell lightly to the young man's side, looking at the churning spiritual power in his palm, his eyes couldn't help but flash a trace of astonishment.

"Moyang, you?!"

Hearing the woman's voice, Chen Moyang raised his head slightly, showed a smile, and put all his mind in his palms, he didn't have much energy to pay attention to others now.

Chen Moyang is undoubtedly a persistent person, and his obsession is often a little terrifying, which can be found from the first time he saw the fog spirit in the cave. If it weren't for this obsession, his soul would have been devoured and digested by the fog spirit.

Under this obsession, if Chen Moyang really wants to do something, even if eight cows pull him, he may not be able to pull it back.

Under the strong control, the two spiritual forces slowly approached together, and when they reached a critical point, they couldn't get closer, and they were unwilling to exert force again, and the two spiritual forces finally began to break free from Chen Moyang's soul perception and began to riot.

"Stinky boy, hurry up, throw it away, or you'll get hurt!" In the Spirit Gathering Ring, the fog spirit reminded urgently, if it weren't for someone nearby, he would rush out directly and interrupt the bastard's move.

With a cold snort, Chen Moyang stared at the two spiritual powers, "I am your master, if I let you melt, you have to melt for me!"

The spirit decision was running to the extreme, an unknown energy slowly emerged from the body, and then wrapped the two spiritual powers in the palm, with the addition of this energy, the two spiritual powers seemed to find a balance point, and the two who were no longer close began to move slowly again, and finally merged together in the somewhat shocked gaze of Nuo Lan and the fog spirit.

In the palm of his hand, a ball of red and white light lay quietly on it, releasing a trace of extremely terrifying power.

"It's a success!", Chen Moyang looked at the energy he had worked so hard to condense, and couldn't wait to test its power, his eyes turned and he saw the middle-aged man who was slowly approaching not far away, a smile cracked at the corner of his mouth, and the ball of light was thrown by him violently.