Uchiha's Dimensional Invasion Plan

In almost an instant, the entire st team station was destroyed by the raging spiritual pressure, and the dojo where everyone was fighting was completely overturned.

Fortunately, this is the rear of Seireitei Soul Society, close to the edge of Soul Society. The battle that destroyed the world did not affect other places too much.

However, this was only temporary. As the intensity of the battle increased rapidly, blazing flames and sharp edges began to spread to the entire Soul Society.

Yamamoto Genryu Sai Shigekuni, who holds the title of Soul Society's strongest Shinigami, is undoubtedly formidable. Even when faced with the siege of almost the entire Soul Society's high-level combat power, he was in decline for a while.

However, as several veteran Shinigami such as Kyōraku Shunsui and Unohana Retsu began to gradually exert their strength, even though Yamamoto had the power to easily defeat any of them, his aura decreased and he began to gradually fall into a disadvantage.

It didn't take long for wounds to appear on his old body. Although he was not completely defeated yet, in this situation of ebb and flow, defeat would be a matter of time.

Everyone in the Lingwang Palace and Team Zero looked at the scene in the dojo with serious expressions, with complex expressions of sympathy, contempt, ridicule, and sorrow for the death of a rabbit and a fox in their eyes.

As independent of the th Division, they actually have a bit of their own pride when facing the th Division.

Especially those who are no less qualified than Yamamoto, they have always regarded the Thirteenth Division as juniors and newcomers with extremely weak abilities. Under normal circumstances, they don't take it seriously at all. Even Yamamoto has always been mediocre in their hearts. .

But looking at the scene happening now, they recalled their past pride, reserve and contempt, and felt suddenly embarrassed and a little hesitant.

Even if they didn't know how powerful Yamamoto was, who could single-handedly destroy the Quincy, they understood it now.

But even so, as strong as Yamamoto, he was still unable to fight back in the hands of the juniors. He was almost crushed and could only huddle in a circle, barely holding on.

They never imagined that when those strange and special abilities were combined, such terrifying power would erupt.

"Don't we...don't need to stop it?" After a long silence, Kirin Temple Tenshiro covered his eyes and said softly.

Eye monk Shanghun said nonchalantly: "This is an internal matter within the Thirteenth Division, and it can only be solved by Yamamoto himself."

Shutara Senjumaru hesitated and said: "But if this continues, Soul Society will be finished first without waiting for the crack to expand, right?"

Ermeiwu Wangyue looked calm: "So what, they have their responsibilities, and we have ours."

Hikifune Kiryu retorted: "That being said, our duty is to protect the Soul King. If this continues, Soul Society will be destroyed without waiting for all realms to be destroyed. Then where will the Soul King Palace go?"

Tianshilang of Qilin Temple looked at Monk Yan: "Boss, make up your mind. These guys have already made a real fire. If no one stops them, the Soul Realm will not be able to stop them from continuing to wreak havoc."

Monk Yan touched his bald head, and while he was hesitating, suddenly, a special wave came from the Amber Throne into the minds of several people.

Monk Yan nodded calmly, rushed through the gates, and headed to the dojo alone.

In the dojo

The fierce battle continues

Yamamoto was obviously sweating profusely, his breath was as thick as an ox, and he looked shaky, but he still maintained his physical fitness and stubbornly resisted attacks from all directions.

The light of the sword flashed past. Yamamoto narrowed his eyes and allowed the light of the sword to pass through his chest. He barely used the hilt to protect his vital parts. He slashed with the reverse blade with his backhand and waved out a large ball of flames, sweeping through the air and forming a huge impact. The artillery hit Mako Hirako hard.

With a bang, Hirako Mako was bombarded into the ruins like a rag doll.

Before he could climb out of the dilapidated building, a huge fireball rushed from afar and smashed straight into the hole.

Hirako Mako swung away the roaring flames with an angry face, jumped up again, swooped down from the sky, and stabbed Yamamoto.

After fighting for a long time, if you want to say who is the most aggrieved among these people, it is undoubtedly Mako Hirako.

Perhaps because those words he said before were too much, Yamamoto had taken good care of him since the battle began.

If he hadn't had so many people helping him, he might have been burned to ashes by now.

That's all, the key is other people's attacks, all of which are magnificent and imposing, and every time they make a move, it attracts everyone's attention and is indistinguishable from the limelight.

He was the only one who was sneaky and sneaky like a thief, slashing here and there, looking extremely insignificant and embarrassing.

That's not all, but his swastika ability cannot be applied in such a place. The terrible swastika still needs time to accumulate. Along the way, he has been unable to fully display his strength, and he has been scolded by Yamamoto as despicable. Shameless rat.

Hirako Mako had been fighting for so many years, and it was the first time she felt so aggrieved and helpless. Fortunately, the sharp left and right strikes of Lengzi just now allowed Hajime's ability to penetrate Yamamoto's whole body.

Then it's time to finish. At that time, the honor of beheading the strongest god of death in the past ten thousand years will make him the most eye-catching one in the world of corpses and souls.

All the injustices and humiliations in the past will become a thing of the past because of this. He will gain the admiration and admiration of countless people and become the most appealing captain in Soul Society.

The long knife turned into a stream of light, pierced through the blazing fire, and stabbed straight into Yamamoto's chest.

Hirako Mako stared at Yamamoto's wrist, as if he had imagined the shock at the last moment of Yamamoto who thought he would block his attack.

However, at the moment when the tip of his sword was about to touch Yamamoto, a white light suddenly flashed and touched the sword on Yamamoto's chest. It suddenly turned into a soft leather belt and gently touched Yamamoto's chest. Drooping in front of Yamamoto's eyes.

Seeing this, his eyes widened, and he stood there in a daze.

Not only Mako Hirako, the weapons in everyone's hands at this moment have instantly turned into belts without the slightest lethality. Even Jiu Nanbai and others who are performing the ghost way all have their mouths full of mouths, and suddenly they can't say anything. Singing language.

This is.........a word! The knowledgeable Jing Le Chun Shui's expression changed, he suddenly looked up to the sky, and said solemnly: "Monk, you, the Zero Squadron, are also going to get involved in this matter?"

Monk Yan shook his head: "If you continue to fight like this, Soul Society will be destroyed. This is the Spirit King's will. If you still follow the Spirit King's will, then please stop."

Hirako Mako said angrily: "Don't even think about it. Unless the old guy can reach an agreement with us, even if we bring out the Soul King, don't expect us to stop."

Monk Yan said calmly: "Think clearly, since that woman has already ruled this place, she will not watch you destroy this place and continue to fight. I don't know whether she can see your good intentions, but as the leader of the corpse You who have destroyed the soul world will definitely be severely punished."

Hearing this, everyone's eyes were fixed, and they fell into silence with uncertain expressions.

"What's wrong, little brats? Is your energy limited to this?" At this time, the exhausted Yamamoto spoke with disdain.

The monk stared at Yamamoto for a few times and said solemnly: "Now, you should have understood his intention. You can decide for yourself whether to stop or continue fighting."

Hearing this, Uzhi Huarei's complexion changed abruptly, and he pointed at Yamamoto and said angrily, "Old man, are you really planning to drag Soul Society to hell with you?"

Hirako Mako interjected in a low voice: "What hell? There is no hell anymore. Who knows where this old man wants to go."

Unohana Retsu ignored Hirako Mako's interruption and said with a serious face: "Soul Society is your life's work. You have devoted countless energy to this for these ten thousand years. Is it just because you failed to escape to the broken world? Is it because you don’t have the same ideals that you plan to drag it along with it and disappear into the long river of history?”