"This trick is called [Soul Vortex], although the name is ordinary, but the effect is not weak at all, it is created by the Ancestral Demon Lord watching the starry sky vortex, although I have just obtained this secret technique, I can't cultivate to the highest level, but I can still operate and form the power of the vortex, your spirit, your soul, will be swallowed by this vortex and become my nutrients!"

In the soul, the battle was fierce, and the white jade turtle scattered the soul, forming one vortex after another, emitting large or small attractions in different directions, as if it really wanted to cut Zhang Mo's soul apart, and then devour it little by little, the power should not be underestimated.

"You and I have known each other, I don't want to kill you, you better let go of the control of the soul, let me leave on my own, this [soul vortex] is unfathomable, more powerful than any spiritual secret technique, I will compensate you, and in addition to teaching you the art of soul nourishment and strengthening, as long as you practice diligently, you can naturally recover the wound of the soul, so everyone is happy, what do you think?!"

The soul vortex is constantly tearing and devouring, but Zhang Mo's soul seems to have turned into nothingness, unmoved, no matter how strong the attack is, what is the use of not being able to attack the entity?!

"Boy, let me tell you, don't kick your nose in the face, it's good to give you some compensation, what do you want? Let me tell you, I'm just looking at our previous relationship now, so I didn't use a more lethal move, otherwise, with the strength of your soul, there will be no scum left that I have devoured a long time ago, where is there still a place for your spirit?!"

Zhang Mo was still silent, as if he had forgotten the white jade turtle in front of him, and also forgot the environment he was in, just stayed in the void quietly, locking the part of the soul of the white jade turtle in himself, unless this part of the soul was cut off, otherwise, the white jade turtle could only be controlled by him.

In the soul whirlpool, the power of tearing and devouring is getting stronger and stronger, just like the storm brewing in the sea, it has revealed part of the power of this soul secret technique, which is already the greatest power that the white jade turtle can exert at this stage, and it is also the most powerful way to attack, he said that he wanted to be merciful, but the ruthlessness under his hands was abnormal, he really wanted to tear Zhang Mo's soul apart and devour, and become the nutrients for the evolution and growth of his soul.

Under the continuous tearing of the soul whirlpool, Zhang Mo's soul has gradually ceased to be stable, although the [Hell Suppression Divine Text] is extremely mysterious, but Zhang Mo only has its shape at this stage, has not obtained its god, only has its use, has not obtained its subtlety, and in layman's terms, it can only be used mechanically, not flexibly, and this mechanical use is still very passive, if not, it will not only form the prototype of the Great Dao Wen, it will not be unsustainable.

The Great Dao is invisible, so the text of the Great Dao composed of [Hell Divine Text] is also constantly changing, and no article is the same, causing Zhang Mo's soul breath to change constantly with the brewing of the article: the text of the Great Dao is also constantly brewing.

Zhang Mo knew very well that if it weren't for the coincidence that his divine consciousness had imprinted the breath of the Great Dao, it would be impossible for the [Hell Suppression Divine Text] to have such a change now, just by virtue of his soul strength, even if he was a human being in two lives, even if he had been honed in the Holy Spirit Platform for fifteen years, he would have already been devoured by the white jade turtle, and even the scum would not be left.

And knowing where his dependence is, he doesn't dare to have any distractions, leaving his soul in an ethereal state, and going all out to sense the aura of the Great Dao imprinted in his divine consciousness, so that the [Hell Suppression Divine Text] is constantly changing under the urging of the aura of the Great Dao, trying to interpret the connotation, brewing one by one The Great Dao Texts, consolidating his soul at one time, and resisting the conquest of the White Jade Turtle.

But this kind of resistance, after all, is passive, and there is a limit, when Zhang Mo has no further comprehension of the Great Dao, the role that [Hell Suppression Divine Text] can play is constant, it will not decrease, but it will definitely not increase, it is equivalent to a constant quantity.

But with the passage of time, the ancestral demon inheritance in the soul has become clearer and clearer, and the control of the soul secret art has become more and more proficient, and the power that can be exerted has become stronger and stronger, and the devouring power like stormy waves has gradually shaken Zhang Mo's soul, as long as it persists for a long time, the victory will inevitably belong to the white jade turtle, which both of them know.

It is precisely because of this that the white jade turtle completely closed his mouth, the two of them have come to the point of death and death, there are no words to shake each other's minds, it is useless to say more!

Facing an unprecedented dilemma of life and death, Zhang Mo's soul became more and more quiet, this situation of survival in death, he is no stranger to it, countless experiences in the Holy Spirit Platform told Zhang Mo that as long as he has not completely died, even if he is facing the most dangerous desperate situation, as long as he still has a breath, don't give up easily, because the miracle is likely to come in the next moment, if you give up saving yourself, it is equivalent to giving up your life.

This kind of Dao heart that is extremely firm is brought to him by countless life and death experiences, countless Jedi reversals, and fifteen years of training on the Holy Spirit Stage, which is not so easy to experience.

For the comprehension of the aura of the Great Dao, Zhang Mo has not progressed, always staying in that hazy state, the text of the Great Dao interpreted by the [Hell Divine Text] is always in the brewing, but there is no trace of the formation at all, the instability of the soul has become more and more obvious, it seems that in the next moment, the omnipresent whirlpool will completely swallow him.

More and more ethereal soul, so that Zhang Mo naturally entered the realm of thoughtlessness and thoughtlessness, the stronger and stronger tearing and devouring power, as if it did not exist at all, it really couldn't make Zhang Mo's mind ripple at all, such a powerful concentration, even if the white jade turtle had the upper hand, he couldn't help but feel worried, and he didn't dare to have the slightest carelessness.

"Zhang Mo, you are also a rare genius in the cultivation world, even if I inherit the inheritance memory of the ancestral demon, I must admit this, now the victory and defeat between you and me have been decided, if you continue to be obsessed, what awaits you will be destruction and destruction, you let go of the soul blockade and let my soul leave safe and sound, the compensation I said before is still valid!"

Seeing that Zhang Mo still had no reaction, Bai Yugui couldn't help but be a little angry, and said in a somewhat grim voice: "I have lived for so long, and I have seen a lot of geniuses, but only those who know how to advance and retreat, and know the interests and disadvantages can go to the end, people like you who are conceited and bent on going their own way, if they die, they will die, and the name of any genius is fake, since you choose to find death, then I will fulfill you." ”

Zhang Mo's soul is ethereal, but it doesn't mean that he doesn't know anything about the outside world, otherwise, the Holy Spirit Taizhong has been tortured for fifteen years, and he won't know so much about the situation outside as soon as he comes out, hearing Bai Yugui's cruel words, he just replied very plainly: "Genius? I may be, but it doesn't matter, the important thing is that you don't understand me, don't understand my heart, don't understand my Tao." My decision is irrevocable and unshakable, since you choose to be hostile to me, then don't be verbose, life and death are all in a fight, before the dust settles, everything is possible!"

Zhang Mo's indifference and ignorance made the white jade turtle very hurt, how did he get it for a long time, as if it was not himself who had the upper hand, this change in attitude made him put away all his thoughts, and today's result, when he moved his mind, was completely doomed.

Even in a predicament, Zhang Mo did not regret his decision, let alone compromise with the White Jade Turtle in any form, he just wanted to fight the White Jade Turtle to the end!

If at the beginning, the White Jade Turtle left at the cost of damaging his soul, without causing any damage to Zhang Mo, and Zhang Mo could give him freedom generously, the current White Jade Turtle still wants to do this, Zhang Mo will not agree: this has nothing to do with damage, but about Zhang Mo's heart!

Feeling Zhang Mo's indestructible will, the white jade turtle was silent again, to be honest, he now regrets his Meng Lang a little, he thought that the other party's soul was weak, and he still had his own take, but he didn't expect to kick the iron plate instead, allowing himself to fall into the current situation, he clearly knew that even if he finally won the victory, it would not be to devour the other party's soul and let himself grow. Growth will only be a huge damage to the soul, that is, the end of one death and one serious injury: the other party's Dao Wen, even if it is just in the making, its wonders are by no means understandable to oneself, and the soul that has been contaminated by the Dao Wen is not something that oneself can devour.

The white jade turtle can destroy Zhang Mo's soul, but in the face of the mysteries that have been stained by the text of the Great Dao, he wants to tear the other party apart without paying any price, it is absolutely impossible, as for devouring it, it is not even thought about: unless he wants to be killed by himself!

A deal that I thought would be a sure deal, in the blink of an eye, it became a dilemma, and then moving forward I am afraid that it will be a lose-lose, and I could have made a slight sacrifice, and then I retreated, the gap between the front and back is too big, if you don't regret it, it is impossible.

But so what, Zhang Mo is Dao heart is indestructible and unshakable, and the white jade turtle has no way to retreat and can only keep moving forward, fortunately, he has seen the inevitable victory, so although he feels uncomfortable, but for his own freedom, for his own future development, he has to grit his teeth and hold on, and he must not admit it at this time: he obviously has the upper hand, but he is extremely aggrieved, this uncomfortable feeling makes the white jade turtle always have an ominous premonition in his heart.

With a soft sound, Zhang Mo's soul was gently stripped off a small piece, as if a certain signal was turned on, and the disadvantage occupied by Zhang Mo was completely transformed into a rout at this moment, and the soul was stripped off one after another, and the pain of Ling Chi was clearly presented in the soul.

Defeat, at the moment when his soul was annihilated!