Just when Wu Guanglong carefully sensed this progress, he suddenly felt that Zhang Mo's spirit of recondensing again had become different, no longer dull, sluggish, and obscure, like a thick layer of soil that wrapped himself, but became agile and light, as if a sleeping person suddenly woke up and made his stiff body soften: Zhang Mo had adapted to the pain of being torn apart and recondensed in his spirit, and he was able to break away from the realm of being thoughtless and thoughtless, and regain control of his spirit.

For the prohibitions that suppressed and tortured himself in the Holy Spirit Stage, Zhang Mo tried every means to wipe them out in order to vent his anger after breaking them, and now he tortured himself with the spirit of Wu Guanglong, he also had to wipe it out, otherwise, he would not forgive himself for the suffering he had suffered during this time.

The original spirit is to surround it layer by layer, relying on the thick skin and flesh to let the other party wantonly humiliate, and now Zhang Mo, who has mastered the spiritual change, immediately started to use the spirit of his own creation, like a clever general in the formation of troops, but also like a Chinese painting master splashing ink, the spirit turned into a small stone that exudes a hazy light, colorful and pleasing to the eye, but Wu Guanglong feels like a quagmire, like falling into a sticky net, every move is indescribably difficult and uncomfortable.

At this time, Zhang Mo operated the [Present Light Control Method] at the same time, supplemented by the way of spiritual use, and trapped the spirit of Wuguanglong in place, the spirit that could be broken by spending a few breaths has now passed more than a dozen breaths, although it is badly damaged, but it is stubbornly persistent, and there is no lack of support.

[Constant as the Law in the Past], [Present Bright Control Method] plus the Spiritual Secret Technique, Zhang Mo is multi-purpose, and with only his strong spirit, he is inseparable from Wu Guanglong, who has already stepped into the path of divine consciousness transformation, I have to say that the gap between those who have the method of spiritual cultivation and those who do not have the method of spiritual cultivation is really not a little bit.

"It's been so long, you've had enough, aren't you? Tear my spirit apart again and again, and then watch him reorganize, you are very capable, now you can tear me up again?"

Although he is at a disadvantage, but at this time, Zhang Mo is in his heart, although Wu Guanglong's spirit is strong, but in his eyes, it is just the end of a strong crossbow, more powerful and less powerful, as long as he continues to be entangled like this, it won't take long for him to completely master his spirit, and when the other party is dead or alive, it is all in his own thoughts.

The situation has been completely reversed, at this time, Wu Guanglong, just like Zhang Mo before, has been suppressed to the point where he has no spare strength to deal with the rest, he can only concentrate and try his best to ensure that his spirit does not fall, he doesn't think that he has Zhang Mo's ability, and he can be resurrected in full state after his spirit is broken, and even if he doesn't die, he will have to suffer a mental consequence.

"If that's really the case" - Wu Guanglong silently calculated in his heart - "his spirit has suffered a heavy blow, don't think that he can transform into a divine consciousness in this life, if he wants to break through to Jindan Zhenren, I am afraid there is no hope in this life." ”

Although Wu Guanglong was suppressed, he was not like Zhang Mo, he fell into a comprehensive passivity, and his spirit was strong, so that he could think about other things while dealing with Zhang Mo's spiritual secret technique attack.

However, the strangeness and strength of Zhang Mo's spiritual secret technique made him tired of coping, different from his own straightforward and simple violence, Zhang Mo's spiritual secret technique has many changes and functions, the sky is falling apart, the mountains are roaring and the tsunami is blowing, the wealth and power of the beauty, the devil locks the soul, dissects the heart and digs the lungs, the boulder is in the sky, the grass is green, and all kinds of environments make it difficult for him to distinguish between the real and the fake, and it is easy to fall into it if he is not careful, and his own spirit will be consumed a lot.

This illusion is not the most deadly, those ubiquitous, weird and tricky, sharp and ruthless attacks, is what scares him the most, these attacks are small and dense, and closely related to each other, an attack is a big wave, so that he is tired to deal with, every time it will cause great trouble to his spirit, although so far, has not caused fundamental damage, but in the long run, his own spirit, will be broken, and then it will be life and death in the hands of others.

Feeling the disappearance of his spirit little by little, Wu Guanglong tried hard to think of the way to crack it, but he didn't know that Zhang Mo at this time was getting happier and happier in his heart: not only because of the comprehensive suppression of Wu Guanglong, but also because he had spied a trace of the mystery of spiritual transformation into divine consciousness from Wu Guanglong's spirit.

After Zhang Mo launched the offensive, he stripped away his spirit one by one, wisps of it, the original intention was only to weaken his spiritual strength, but unexpectedly, in the process of stripping and eliminating, he actually discovered the secret in his spirit: it was the same as his own spirit, but it was more subtle, smart, and advanced existence, just like a rough little advertising paper, and the difference between a beautifully made card.

This discovery immediately made him happy, and he finally understood why his spirit was so vulnerable in front of his spirit: it was not that the strength was not enough, the quantity was insufficient, it was not that the application was not good, and it was not that the exercises were not high, but purely because of the relationship between different grades and different levels.

Because it is wisps of extraction and peeling, Zhang Mo tried to peek into the mystery of Wuguanglong's spirit little by little, to see if he could steal the teacher in it, and then find the direction to make the spirit go further: spiritual strength is his biggest reliance, if he can make a certain breakthrough in this regard, then his safety will have a greater guarantee, this temptation, so that he really can't resist.

Just when he was enjoying his research, he heard Wu Guanglong shouting loudly in his spirit: "Stop, stop, stop! Don't continue, I admit defeat, I admit defeat, don't destroy my spirit." ”

Hearing the other party's shouting, Zhang Mo naturally stopped, wrapped Wuguanglong in layers of spirit, and replied coldly: "Your spirit is about to collapse, and when the time comes, I can do whatever I want, since you shout to stop and admit defeat, you must show sincerity, otherwise, I don't mind letting you have a mental breakdown." ”

Seeing that Zhang Moshou was not leaking, Wu Guanglong had no choice but to say: "I give up resistance, you can use the secret technique in my spirit, let you do it, I only have one request." ”

"You don't have the qualifications to ask for, give up resistance, or I'll start to smash your spirit, you only have these two choices, answer me, what do you want!"