The punch that rushed into the sky shattered the giant palm of the Martial God's will without any obstruction, and the latter's entire arm collapsed, only to look at the complete arm again after a moment.

"It's really overwhelming that a remnant soul also wants to suppress my will!"

Of course, Wu Zihao was not afraid of this martial god's will, and in his eyes, it was just a matter of breath to defeat it.

The eyes of the Martial God who stood on the top of the sky suddenly opened, and suddenly the space trembled violently, and the blood-red sky continued to press down, as if it was about to crush one of them.

The Martial God's will roared, opened its huge mouth, and swallowed it directly towards Wu Zihao, and a huge force was born in the space, imprisoning Wu Zihao's body, making it difficult for him to move at all.

In the face of such an offensive, it is difficult for anyone to dodge, and the final outcome is to be swallowed by the will of the Martial God, suppress the will to resist, and then leave this space, and it is impossible to completely control this Martial God Armor.

Wu Zihao didn't dodge, the coldness in his eyes flickered, there was no fear at all, he just quietly let this martial god's will devour him, and at the moment when he was about to be expelled from the martial god's will space, Wu Zihao raised his hand and waved, and all the business thoughts continued to converge, fusing a huge long sword.

The way of all beings, break the innate spirit sword!

Countless creatures merged into the sword body, and the strong aura of the ancient immortal sword escaped, and with a single swing, it tore apart the huge body of the martial god's will in an instant, and the latter did not even have the strength to resist.

The space is clear, and the blood is gone.

In the soft light, in the chaotic space, the image of the martial god appeared in front of him again, but this time it was not the previous hideous tyranny, replaced by calm and affinity.

The image of the will of the martial god turned slowly, practicing unknown fist techniques, revealing the powerful power of mysteries, and the space was filled with the power of the stars, even if it was a little fluctuation at random, it had the power of the heavens and the earth cracking.

This is a treasure, a huge treasure, even if the will of this martial god is not a word, but for Wu Zihao, it is already a huge treasure.

Martial Dao will, this is the martial arts imprint left in the depths of the divine soul, and only need to comprehend the imprint left by this martial arts will, which is enough for Wu Zihao to comprehend more things.

Sitting cross-legged, staring intently at the imprint in front of him, as if to stuff it into his mind.

After a while, Wu Zihao stood up inexplicably, and with the will of the martial god, the movements were synchronized little by little, and after a long time, the two of them acted completely consistently, without the slightest difference, and at this moment, the martial arts mark suddenly dissipated, and then Wu Zihao stopped moving, his eyes were full of excitement.

The martial arts imprint was all integrated into his divine soul, and this huge wealth had become something in his pocket, and it only took a little time to be able to reap great rewards.

With a flick of his eyes, he had returned to the real world, Wu Zihao's heart moved, and his body was immediately covered with Martial God armor, which was extremely hideous, the killing intent was raging, and the qi and blood in his body seemed to be induced, flowing wildly, surging like a tide.

The Martial God Armor, the huge power provided by Wu Zihao, is not only protection, but also qi and blood power.

Slowly got up, squeezed towards the foot of the mountain on one side, and the surging qi erupted, condensing into a huge palm in mid-air, and slapping the land within a hundred zhang to a depth of several zhang, leaving a huge palm groove.

A random blow is enough to defeat a junior Martial Emperor-level powerhouse.

Leaving the Thunder Yuan Infant to continue refining Zudia and the rest of the people, these are not small forces, once they are completely refined, it will be the time for him to roam the wilderness.

Quietly perceiving it, and roughly feeling the position of everyone, Wu Zihao did not hesitate, and immediately galloped away through the air, all that remained was to find Qu Chuan, and at the same time look at the inheritance of the martial saint level, which would still be of great benefit to his cultivation.

Wind and snow are combined, and the cold air enters the body, and within the thousands of miles of this Nalu Peak, every qiē is white, and only a few plants hidden in the corners of the canyon can survive.

In the land of ice and snow, Wu Zihao thought of one person, that is Darklusen, if that kid is here, he will definitely be very proud, and it will be of great benefit to his cultivation.

The power of the flames flowed, constantly melting the cold qi in Wu Zihao's body, and only he dared to act here so unscrupulously, and if he was someone else, even if it was a high-level martial emperor, he would not dare to stay in this kind of place for such a long time, after all, there were many masters of the same level who were as vicious as wolves around, and those people were not kind-hearted people.

Three days later, Wu Zihao waited for a small mountain peak, and his divine sense had already detected the traces of his subordinates, but two of them had a weak breath, obviously fighting with people and suffering losses.

There was no place for the three, and it seems that they did not meet.

"Moy, what should I do now? I don't know when the master will arrive, our current state is not very good, and if we are caught up by the other party, we may really have to explain here!"

Eggplant Xue's face was pale, the qi and blood in her body were empty and weak, and a clear fist mark on the chest of the armor on her body was very terrifying, it had sunk into the flesh and blood, and even the sternum was broken a lot.

Zakat on one side snorted dissatisfiedly: "The task ordered by the master is just to find Qu Chuan and assist him as much as possible, you two are also very stupid, even if you take your life to block people, if I don't react fast enough, the two of you have already been slaughtered, how can you still have the energy to hum here!"

Moi was covered in blood, half of his arm was hanging limply on the snow, and the deep bone gap in his left shoulder had stopped bleeding, but the wound was so deep that it almost cut off the entire left arm.

"Is this still your credit?" Mo Yi didn't get up: "Ahem, cough, the three of us came out together to find Qu Chuan, this is the master's order, you save us, it's just that you are afraid that the two of us will be implicated in the battle, and you won't be able to escape death at that time!"

Zakat's face sank, looked at the vast snow-white sky, and said softly: "Yes, I saved you, originally to save yourself, you want to be loyal and I understand, but don't forget it, Qu Chuan has the secret of the martial saint inheritance, even if he is caught, it is impossible to be killed, but we are different, there is no value for them, and it is luck to be able to keep a whole corpse!"

"Hmph, you have your sophistry, this situation is a dead end right now!" Moy pressed the broken shoulder hard, the severe pain had made him lose sensation in his arm, but he held down the wound, in order to minimize the blood that had not stopped flowing: "Zakat, you go, although it is wrong with you on weekdays, but now life and death are at stake, there is no need to implicate you, live well, the master will not blame you!"

Zakat was slightly stunned, looking at Moy's expression did not seem to be fake, the two of them have not been people since the beginning of the Dead Silent Corps, and at this time, Moy's words showed a bit of friendship, which surprised him.