A Zanpakutō at the beginning of Meiman

Deep in the dark crack, three figures walked out one after another.

They are all dressed in white, black trousers, and a long knife on their waists. They are tall or short, thin or fat.

Judging from the faces of the three people, from left to right, they are young, middle-aged, and old.

The young man has a calm demeanor, a thin body, and his skin is as pale as ashes. Under his eyelids, there are dark green tear grooves, and his eyes are a rare dark green. From the inside out, he exudes a sense of indifference, ignoring all meanings of life .

The middle-aged man has an ordinary appearance, with slightly curly dark brown messy brown hair, a little beard on his chin, and lazy eyes, as if he is not interested in everything outside.

The remaining old man, wearing a white crown, is the tallest of the three, very burly and strong.

A coat-like windbreaker is draped over the body, and golden ornaments are worn on the wrists and waists. His eyes are arrogant and contemptuous of everything. His temperament is like a supreme king.

Three people with completely different temperaments and demeanors appeared in the same place at the same time.

"It looks like it should have caught up."

The middle-aged man stroked his hair, looked at the war-torn world of souls and souls, and said with a trace of helplessness in his tone, "I never thought that the world of souls and souls would be beaten up like this."

"It's actually reduced to asking for help from us, hehe."

The old man was quite disdainful, and snorted coldly: "What a bunch of trash, they have failed the expectations of the Spirit King."

"End the nonsense here."

The young man's cold opening interrupted the other two, and his dark green eyes fell on Saitorak.

"New support?" Cytorak on the throne raised his eyebrows, and a sneer flashed in his eyes: "Sure enough, I can't believe Mephisto's nonsense, and I said that no one will come, so this is it. Is it?"

He took a rough look at the three of them, but he didn't pay much attention to them.

In charge of the Crimson Hell Dimension alone for ten thousand years, Cytorak thinks that his strength is second only to Lucifer, and even Mephisto is not in his eyes, let alone a few humans in this area.

"Finally... something interesting."

Saitorak didn't get up from the throne, looked down at the three of them arrogantly, and hooked his index finger: "I hope you can hold on for a while, don't let me down too much."

"Well......"

The middle-aged uncle scratched his head, with a troubled expression on his face: "Should, probably, maybe, I won't let you down."

After finishing speaking, he turned his head to look at his companions on the left and right, and asked tentatively, "How about I go alone?"

"Go together."

The youth vetoed it, and said indifferently: "Quick battle and quick decision."

"Hmph," upon hearing this, the old man stood with folded arms, as if he was slightly dissatisfied with the young man's decision.

But dissatisfaction is dissatisfaction, and the old man did not object.

"Okay, then let's go together, I listen to you." The middle-aged man shrugged and didn't care.

"You guys, have you discussed it?" Saitorak said with a steady grin, "I suggest you go together, otherwise if I'm not careful and can't control my strength, it will be less fun."

The implication is that he wanted to kill three people easily.

But soon, the smile on Saitorak's face disappeared, because the moment the three of them drew their swords, an earth-shattering spiritual force erupted, piercing through the sky and the earth, as if the sky was falling and the earth was falling.

"Go after him, wolves!"

"Corrupt, Skull Emperor!"

"Shut up, Black Wing Demon!"

boom!boom!boom!

I could only see the spiritual pressure churning like fire amidst the howling wind, and the mighty power dyed the sky.

The pitch-black spirit rain poured down, and a round of green crescent moon hung high in the sky. Under the full moonlight, there was a slender figure of a demon. The black bat wings spread out, shaking out sonic booms air ring.

"Black Void Flash!"

An indifferent voice fell from the sky, and Ulquiorra slightly stretched out his index finger.

hum!

The jet-black light condensed at one point in an instant, and then a black awn like a rainbow piercing the sun rushed straight to Saitorak.

The energy contained in it is extremely terrifying, as if it wants to destroy everything.Wherever it passed along the way, even the void was plowed into a huge crack.

Saitorak's eyelids twitched wildly, obviously he didn't expect this blow to be so fierce!

But because of the cruel words just now, he had no choice but to grit his teeth, sit firmly on the throne, raised one palm, and called out softly, calling for the blessing of authority from the crimson plane.

A huge thought directly distorted the void in front of him, creating a small black hole.

The moment the black hole appeared, no matter how powerful the black flash was, it was difficult to escape the astonishing gravitational force. It turned into a distorted circle of light and was swallowed into the unknown depths of time and space.

One move was resolved, and before Saitorak could breathe, he heard the raging wind whistling beside his ears.

"Remember the old man's name...Bailegang Ruisenbang!"

Amidst the screams of tearing, a huge double-edged ax slammed down against His face.

Saitorak just wanted to raise his hand to pick it up, but his heart trembled for no reason. He suddenly found a faint black air wrapped around the falling giant axe, and the source of his uneasiness and fear was that weird black air. gas.

After a few steps without a moment's hesitation, Saitorak manipulated the space and teleported back tens of meters.

Swish!

The giant ax sliced ​​across the throne without any hindrance, as if cutting butter, splitting it in two.

But the strange thing is that the throne that was split apart was stained with that ray of black weather, like a decayed life, it melted little by little, and disappeared completely in just a few seconds.

Seeing this scene, Saitorak's calm face finally showed a hint of shock.

"Ah, Mr. Demon King, did you forget that there is another person?"

Out of the corner of Saitorak's eyes, he caught a glimpse of hundreds of silver wolfhounds on the left, and they rushed up viciously, with their mouths wide open, trying to tear a piece of flesh from him.

"Boring trick!"

With a pinch of his five fingers, the space exploded in his palm.

Hundreds of silver wolves were crushed and turned into fragments of spirits.

However, this did not end. The silver wolf that had turned into fragments of spiritual particles suddenly turned into an earth-shattering explosion.

boom!boom!boom......

The sound of explosions one after another raised smoke and dust hundreds of feet high, and a mushroom cloud rose high.

The terrifying air wave was like a hurricane, blowing across the entire Seiring Court.Houses were blown down, rubble and rubble flew randomly, and the substantial shock waves swept across the wilderness.

The earth-shattering explosion also attracted the attention of others.

"Where is... the direction of Saitorak?!" Beelzebub's face changed drastically, and he was a little flustered: "This guy, has he been defeated?!"

"How dare you care about others when you fight against this old man?"

At the moment when he was distracted, Yamamoto Motoyanagisai Shigekuni's eyes narrowed, and he drew his sword and slashed out from a very long distance.

"Remnant Fire Tachi, North, Ashes of Heaven and Earth!!!"

Beelzebub, who was hundreds of meters away, sensed the imminent danger and subconsciously summoned the source of the plague to protect him.

Layers of disgusting poisonous mist and miasma enveloped the whole body, and the strong power of the plague seemed to be real.

However, this time, Beelzebub forgot one thing.

In the world, no matter how severe the virus plague is, it has a deadly natural enemy, or a shortcoming.

That's...high heat!

The Remnant Fire Tachi is condensed with tens of millions of degrees of high temperature. It has been practiced hard for thousands of years in Yamamoto Genyanagi Shigekuni, and it is one of the unique skills of the four knives - Ashes of Heaven and Earth. Everything it touches will be wiped out.

Under this knife, the space seems to lose its color.

Everything is gone, and there is no sound.

Beelzebub, the source of the plague, who protected the body, also disappeared completely like Mammon did before.

It was as if it had been erased out of thin air, without leaving any trace, not even the fly ash could be found, it just disappeared in front of the eyes of the other two demon kings in such a silent and horrifying manner.

"the second."

Yamamoto Motoyanagisai Shigekuni exhaled foul breath, stroked the blade with his fingertips, and his eyes were sharp.