All the blood splattered out of the black ant's body began to appear blue glimmer. The bloody pits under the black ant's feet, and each red blood cell appeared in the kernel, similar to the tree-shaped image of Mie Keshi's blood-static equipment.

Although Dongxian cannot see it, he can also feel an unusual situation.

The next moment, all the blood cells of subtle molecular level rose from the ground one by one, emitting a slight blue light, and all gathered on the black ant's body. Wherever they ejected, they would return to his body along the way, and restored the pierced and rotten heart again, arranged the cut wounds to be placed in place, and returned to normal.

His body filled again, and his face turned bloody.

"I watched Yulong Ishida's body and developed a little trick on my own body, refine the pattern structure in his body into my own cells, and perform a stable reset."

Black Ant said without emotion that this is not amazing, nor is it any advanced technology he thinks.

He said this here that he wanted Dongxian to get along with him, and to use more effective tricks to let him see.

Dongxian's face was cold and cold, and his figure moved at high speed again, and chopped towards the black ant with a Zanpakura.

‘Sher—’

His figure flashed and slashed on the black ant's major artery, which spurted blood out of the major artery.

"It's useless. Ordinary slashes, even if they are accompanied by spiritual pressure, cannot harm such a body structure." The black ant said as if he was talking to himself:

"I have to tell you that this is reset, not self-healing and recovery, regeneration, and the slash will not hurt me at all."

Dongxian was shocked, but his figure kept flashing and moving back and forth, constantly slashing at the large arteries in the black ant's body again.

"Is that true?" Dongxian responded even though he knew that the black ant could not hear it.

He had a sharp eye and tried to find the weaknesses of the black ant while moving at high speed. He kept thinking in his mind. Finally, through the words of the black ant and his powerful perception, he found the weaknesses of the black ant.

“All blood is reset to its previous position.

You cannot move, not leaving the original position a millimeter, you cannot leave, otherwise, the splashed blood will not return to its normal position and cannot be reset again.

As long as you move you, in this dark hell of ignorance, all the blood will be reset even if it returns to its original position again, you will not be able to restore you."

Dongxian's figure was about to flash and cut open the black ant's arteries again, causing him to eject a large amount of blood. The moment the blood was spurted out, Dongxian was about to flash and come to the black ant with the afterimage.

Facing the black ant that continued to ejaculate blood, Dongxian wanted to stretch out his palm and chant coldly at the black ant:

"One king's lander! The mask of flesh and blood, everything, flapping its wings and flying high, and the name of human beings! The heat and the chaos, sweep across the sea and heading south, and move forward!

Thirty-one of the Dao: Red Cannon!”

Zhengzheng fired the Thirty-One Red Cannon, and shot out against the black ant's chest.

'boom!'

The Thirty-One Breaking the Dao: The Red Cannon blew on the chest of the black ant, and a big hole was blown out of the chest of the black ant. The powerful impact force drove the black ant to fly up to fifty meters away and broke through rows of bookshelf.

The black ant stood on the ground at his feet, drawing two marks, and his chest was blown out by the Thirty-one Red Cannon. He bent his body slightly, felt the burning pain coming from his chest, and straightened his body again, as if he was looking at what Dongxian wanted, facing Dongxian.

"Sure enough, you can't regain your position again." Dongxian was about to feel the blood of the black ant, and this time he did not continue to chase the black ant and restore it.

Because the location of the black ant is different from the previous location, it is useless even if the blood returns to its original position again, because the black ant is no longer in its original position.

"I didn't use new abilities, I just saw the limitations of reset and pushed me out of position. Are you poor at the skill?" Black Ant shook his head and said regretfully:

"It's true, so there's no need to continue. In addition, anyone should be able to see the most basic ability defect of resetting, and you don't have to show your face as you can see it."

The black ant reminded himself, and the big hole in his chest was blown out of the 31st of the Broken Path. The black charred meat fragrance radiated by the red cannon, and layers of granulation began to grow.

This time it belongs to the category of regeneration and self-healing.

"This time it's regeneration, has it been healed by itself?" Dongxian wanted to hold the Zanpakura and move at high speed again, come to the black ant, cut down at him and said:

"It's meaningless, infinite regeneration and self-healing will only bring you infinite pain."

Dongxian wanted to hold the knife in both hands, swing the knife with all his strength to slash at the black ant's neck, and to completely behead him and kill him.

Soon, quickly, the black ant's chest was restored and his face continued expressionlessly: "Resetting is just a very basic structural entanglement and traction. I have built a targeted defense that you can't cut even if you use spiritual pressure."

After the black ant finished speaking, a tree-shaped figure similar to the appearance of Mie Keshi's bloody outfit appeared in his skin.

This is a pattern that he has changed in a targeted manner.

Specially targeting the defense of Dongxian's spiritual pressure.

‘Zheng——’

Dongxian was about to move forward at high speed, holding the Zanpakura in both hands and slashing the black ant's neck again.

This time, the black ant was not chopped again. Dongxian seemed to chop on an extremely hard diamond, which made his tiger's mouth flow down blood. His hand holding the Zanpakura trembled, and his high-speed moving steps staggered a few times, almost falling down. Then he turned around quickly, moving at a super high speed, cutting dozens of knifes at the black ant, all of which could not cut the black ant at all.

"How could this happen!" Dongxian was shocked, his breathing was chaotic, his steps were backing, and he could not cut him. What structure was he talking about?

What kind of body does it have? A captain-level god of death cannot even cut.

What kind of defense is this?

He was very shocked that it was already difficult to deal with the black ants.

From starting to cutting, to seeing through reset and preventing reset, to now, it is impossible to cut.

You know, there are not many things in this world that cannot be cut by the captain-level death god.

The black ant with such low spiritual pressure defends against his full slash with the structure formed by unknown control of the spiritual son.

Dongxian's face turned ugly, shocked and shocked, and his hands were trembling with the Zanpakura, and the weather was uncertain.

"Are you shocked when you stopped chopping me? Do you doubt it? This is just a small experiment. But you are very disappointing. If it's all for this, then end the battle."

The black ant stood quietly like cement cast, and what he said was like saying that it was on his heart, which made the turbulent Dongxian feel fluctuating.

"Even so, you cannot touch me without any perception, vision, hearing, or smell." Dongxian's face looked gloomy and ugly, and responded subconsciously.

After saying that, Dongxian felt that he was stupid again, and he could not hear what he said.

In this Yama cricket, he is the absolute master who holds the clear insect in his hand.
Chapter completed!