Resentful, but helpless, just a short breathing time has already made Wu Zihao suffer a lot of pain, this is probably the 'reluctance' of what he did.

The black shadow man looked at Wu Zihao, who was standing quietly in the air, curious about his silence, and only spoke after a while: "What? This has lost the belief in resistance? It's really disappointing, I originally wanted to see what other novelties you have, it seems that I was thinking too much!"

"In this case, there is no need to entangle with you, this world is not small, there are hundreds of millions of creatures, but it is suitable for the continuation of my Dark Great Demon God Dao system, even if it is a gift from you!"

The black shadow man pinched again, Wu Zihao's body collapsed, and the blood mist filled the sky, although he knew that he would definitely die, but the unyielding will in the depths of the divine soul could not be erased, and the body creation technique was launched again, and it was re-condensed into a physical body from the blood mist.

Unleashed the body creation technique twice in a row, and there was no time to expel the strong death qi, because although it was flesh and blood, it exuded a sky-high death qi, where was there still a little bit of the violent masculinity before.

"How's it going? It's nice to be shrouded in this kind of death at all times, right?"

The black shadow man whispered, without the slightest emotion, in his eyes, Wu Zihao was just an ant-like existence, life and death had already been decided, and the only thing he was interested in was this body creation technique.

Wu Zihao, who was completely shrouded in the breath of death, couldn't say a word at all, although there was not much fear in his eyes, but there was also a trace of sluggishness and confusion, the feeling of flesh and blood bursting, qi and blood turning into blood mist and diffusing in the air could almost make people crazy, if it weren't for his extremely strong will and extremely powerful soul, I am afraid that he would have collapsed his sanity.

Huhuhu-

gasping for breath, the blood flowing on the surface of his body was no longer sweat, but drops of blood seeping out.

Performing the body creation technique twice in a row also made Wu Zihao feel something different from the past from this great pain, not only the huge death qi bred in his body, which devoured the infinite vitality of qi and blood power little by little, but also had a strange feeling of turning from life to death, from death to life.

The black shadow man is always shrouded in good black shadows, he can't see his face clearly, and it is even more difficult to grasp his thoughts, but Wu Zihao has an inexplicable feeling that this black shadow man has let him die again and again, I'm afraid it's definitely not a simple desire to abuse him.

As Wu Zihao expected, before he could take a few breaths, the intense pain once again invaded the divine soul, and the extremely tough body, under the invasion of the dark power in the void, had no resistance at all, and was instantly torn into pieces.

The Yuan Infant is still there, the soul body is a lot empty, and the condensation of the body again and again also has a great challenge to the soul itself, if there are a few more times, I am afraid that the soul will also collapse and completely disappear in this vast darkness.

Coagulate!

Condensed into the flesh again, the unyielding martial will is the fundamental reason why Wu Zihao did not completely collapse, but this unyielding can continue a few times.

The strong death aura was surging and surging in this darkness, and the long fiery red hair was constantly fluttering, like a giant beast in the dead world, Wu Zihao's doppelganger soul actually had a cold death breath, these things were successfully integrated into his soul in the repeated life and death of life and death, I am afraid that at this moment he is no different from the living beings of the dead world.

"Huh, yes, it's really a strange ability, such a death again and again, from the body to the body, can perfectly integrate the power of death, and even the soul exudes the power of death, which is really interesting!"

The black shadow figure seemed to have seen the perfect toy, and he couldn't see how his body changed at all, and the next moment it had appeared in front of Wu Zihao's body, which was faster than teleportation, and even more invisible.

"No, this exercise should be stronger, if it is just to reshape the body and recreate the bloodline, it is absolutely impossible to be so respected!"

The black shadow man muttered to himself, ignoring Wu Zihao, who had a cold and dead face.

"No, this exercise is absolutely incomplete, reshaping flesh and blood is only a primary ability, and more importantly, it should be reshaping the soul, if the soul is destroyed, then how to reshape the body!"

"If the soul is injured, it will also affect the speed of the reshaping of the body, as well as the ability of the reshaped body, but if the soul is broken, how to reshape the soul, or even reborn with a remnant soul?"

With the black shadow man's self-talk, Wu Zihao collapsed in his hands again and again, reshaping his body again and again, although there was no painful wail, it was enough to make outsiders frightened.

Wu Zihao, whose spirit has been numb, has released the body creation technique more than ten times in a row, and his divine soul has shown extreme weakness, and Yuan Ying has also been affected, both of which are vain and fluttering, as if a candle flame can be extinguished at any time.

"Damn bastard, is my body the subject of your casual research?"

A roar with a weak humming sound sounded, and the already numb spirit was completely covered by one wave of pain after another, and after too much torture, it had completely plunged Wu Zihao into madness.

The scarlet eyes have been completely covered with blood, the weak soul has been completely disrupted, and the only thought left is to fight, and the unyielding will controls the body completely covered by life.

"You, really damn thing, think you can master my gods?"

"Haha-even if it's a god, I'm going to kill it!"

"Abominable Heavenly Dao, you cold and ruthless fellow, do you know how many creatures in this world hate you and hate you!"

"I'm one of them, kill—"

"All living beings are angry—"

The fist shadow flickered, although it was a pitch-black void world, but the fist seal still escaped with blazing flames, intertwined into a fist shadow light curtain, and the roar of breaking through the space overlapped together, turning into a sound wave and blasting down towards the black shadow man.

With the strength of Wu Zihao's divine soul and self-realization of the Dao of all beings, the artistic conception of this fist can be regarded as reaching its peak, and in terms of power alone, it is comparable to the full strength of the high-level martial emperor, and it is not impossible to smooth out the land of thousands of feet.

"Huh, it's a bit interesting, and there is even the idea of resisting!" The black shadow man completely ignored the flame fist marks covering the sky, and said with a little contempt: "An ant dares to talk about the Great Dao, he simply doesn't know whether he is alive or dead!"

Before the Flame Fist Seal entered within ten zhang, in this dark space, a black curtain suddenly appeared, enveloping the black shadow man, followed by a sky-shattering roar.

The flames were scattered, scattered all over the sky, like meteors across the dark space, and disappeared at the end of nothingness, enough to bombard the huge power of the junior Martial Emperor, but it collapsed in front of this black curtain, and the weak power was difficult to shake the black curtain at all.

The black shadow man snorted coldly with disdain, but it did not make Wu Zihao, who had fallen into a half-crazy state, fluctuate a little, because at this moment he had fallen into a rage, and the cold breath of death continued to seep into the vigorous flesh and blood, and the divine soul had also been entangled with the power of death, fused in a strange way.