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Chapter 357 You Are Too Slow

 "Eternal night, long night, come here

Show your face for a while and have a glass of wine before leaving

If you drink it, you will lose your life.

The path of the dead, flowers bloom, too

Where is the delicacy, dye it black

Split into eight, dark flames

Burn it in the dark and eat it

The rest, pale bones

Set up a tombstone to mourn for you

I hope you never want me again in the next life

Become our sacrifice..."

While Kai was speaking, the real-name monk had already waved a word, turning everything within the range black.

This area has completely become a black realm, covering even the fifteen hundred worlds in the sky.

It's dense and dark here.

Standing still, Yamamoto Genryu Sai Shigekuni no longer wanted to catch him.

Compared to him, it is more important to let yourself feel more of these weird rules. Although there are only 1,500 worlds left, calculations and calculations have dropped significantly, and it is impossible to fully calculate the true name of Monk Hu for all matter.

The underlying reason for turning black and changing the name.

However, even if you die in the next moment, feeling this 'black' rule is a very rewarding thing.

All the colors on Hai's body were tragically dyed black, and this black had a strange aura that penetrated people. Hai tried his best to calculate and calculate, but he still couldn't calculate all the causes and causes of the various basic particles composed of this black background.

rule.

It is not simply a product of spiritual energy and spiritual pressure.

A black bowl appeared in the hands of the monk who was called by his true name. He drank some black ink in a big gulp, continued to chant the spell, and drew a formation on the ground majesticly.

At the moment of completion, the monk who called his true name took a bow, pinned Yiwen behind his back, and spread his fingers towards Haer.

"Don't turn around too much!"

Suddenly, this black area began to sprout black mausoleums and tombstones from the ground, extending from both sides of the mountain.

Strong, tearing and disintegrating strength appeared from all the things dyed black.

He felt that his body started from the blackness on the surface and went deep into the black deconstruction inside. It was like the fastest infectious disease, starting from the skin and infecting the genetic spiral strips of this body, tearing apart all the souls.

The structure disintegrates the original spirit into a more microscopic existence.

Wei stood there and savored it carefully. His body seemed to be like Thanos snapping his fingers. Black wind and sand overflowed from his body in bits and pieces and was gradually disintegrating.

The surface of the black sphere of 1,500 worlds in the sky also overflows like black wind and sand, revealing that the inside is moving, calculating, and deconstructing thinking. Some of the exposed souls seem to have condensed into a super machine.

Some of the computers condensed into the most powerful brains, some turned into black hole vortexes, and some turned into galactic thoughts. Various big explosions in the universe were being simulated and repeated, and now they were revealed one by one, without the protection of the black ball, and quickly

It collapsed and spread into a vast ocean of spiritual energy in the sky.

"What a terrifying ability." He Xinsheng sighed. Both of his feet had completely collapsed, and his whole body was like black wind and sand. Yamamoto Genryu Sai Shigekuni's hand that was originally holding Hai Er's feet collapsed when He Er's feet collapsed.

The moment it dispersed, it was pressed heavily to the ground.

He only had time to sigh before the figure of Hao completely disintegrated and disappeared in front of the real monk.

The black ball in the sky has completely turned into black sand and dispersed with the wind, leaving behind an ocean-like spirit energy that appears in the sky and is being absorbed by the barrier and transferred to the outside world.

The real-name monk breathed a sigh of relief. The unbalanced person who suddenly appeared in the Soul Society was finally solved.

Prone on the ground, with the ground dyed red, Yamamoto Genryu Sai Shigekuni relaxed his body. Endless fatigue surged into his heart, and he began to close his eyes and fell asleep.

Outside the barrier, Unohana Retsu, Ukitake Jushiro, Shifouin Yoruichi, and Kuchiki Ginrei saw that the real name-calling monk had already dealt with Kai, and their nervous hearts relaxed.

The child who caused the imbalance in Soul Society was finally solved. After careful calculation, Hao's record really shocked them.

Kyōraku Shunsui, Kiiganjo Kenpachi, Hirako Mako, Rokukaru Kensai, Hobashiro Juro, and Aikawa Ratake, the six squad captains were defeated instantly.

The most unbelievable thing is that Captain Yamamoto, the strongest in Soul Society, was defeated miserably at his hands.

He can be regarded as the strongest person in Soul Society.

Everyone looked at the ocean-like spirit energy in the barrier with lingering fear.

Even though Captain Yamamoto had consumed most of the spirit energy, there was still a vast ocean of spirit energy left. This amount of spirit energy was really terrifying.

No wonder he was so arrogant. He almost wiped out the Seireitei by himself.

If it weren't for the strange ability of the Zanpakutō of the real name calling monk, it first directly weakened half of its power, greatly reducing his computing power, and then failed to catch up with the speed at which the real name calling monk displayed his skills, and did not directly crack the ability of the real name calling monk.

, coupled with the fact that he is so arrogant and arrogant, if he had completely withstood the attack of the monk who called him by his true name, he would not have been defeated so miserably.

Aizen is looking at this place from a distance, his eyes in black-rimmed glasses are calm as usual.

No one knows it better than him.

If you only have this level, how can you be worthy of being your old enemy!

Ichimaru Gin's smiling smile seems to have never changed.

Sudden!

"He is not dead yet!" Urahara Kisuke glanced at the Gate of Hell above the Seireitei. The Gate of Hell was still there. Feeling that the barrier could no longer absorb the spirits inside, he quickly roared with a change of expression.

Outside the barrier, Unohana Retsu, Ukitake Jūshirō, Shihoin Yoruichi, and Kuchiki Ginling had stern expressions on their faces.

The monk's face changed drastically when he was called by his real name.

Suddenly, as if the wind and clouds were changing, the vast ocean of spirit seeds left over from the fifteen hundred worlds surged and gathered together crazily, and the individual spirit seeds began to finely arrange themselves into a terrifying skeleton.

In just an instant, Hai's bones were arranged by the spirit energy, and the spirit energy was fully used into his bones and began to produce blood.

"Your black transmission speed is too slow. No one can think faster than mine." The skeleton's mouth opened and closed, making a sound, saying that he could still be resurrected:

"The transmission of consciousness occurs at the speed of light. It only takes an instant for my consciousness to transfer to a certain spirit particle.

伱...It’s too slow.”

On the terrifying skeleton body, internal organs began to interweave, surging blood flowed, muscles emerged, and fiber weaving appeared.

The moment Monk Hu, whose face changed drastically, saw Hai appear, he rushed forward with a letter in his hand and roared angrily:

"Swastika · One word in white pen!"


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