Myriad Realms:Dimensional Temple

"Sturdy as a rock!"

"Jing Yao Nuo dance!"

"Rock Machine Gun!"

"Professor Yang's Thunder Caring!"

"Electric light is like me, chop off all the offal!"

"The epitome of wind and snow, round frozen arpg!"

"Fighting the sword for thousands of miles, destroying the world of demons!"

"Ah? Ah, the riot of Chunyang!"

"Cracker, quickly use Muji Ghost Step!"

"Eat and drink, and go all the way!"

"Everything is moving!"

If the battle is fought fairly in the original state, this wave of people in Xiangshengtang really has no chance of winning.

However, the strength of Liyue's group of people is no longer what it used to be. In addition, the authority of the law enforcement team is increased, and it also seals Ryūjin Jakka of Mr. Yamamoto.

Therefore, this battle has been completely crushed from the very beginning, without any suspense.

No, it's not called a fight at all, it's just an ordinary law enforcement team beating up troublemakers.

"Arrogant, dare to be arrogant in front of the people in our Pastoral Hall."

"I'm tired of living, I don't know if the Hall of Rebirth is a partner of the Wangwang team, and I don't know if it's covered by the palace master? 16"

"It's you, the little guy with a face full of tits, Madara, who is the most attractive, pull a woolen thread."

"This guy with blue hair is also very arrogant, step on his feet more."

The owner of the Walnut hall is a bit small-minded and very vengeful. Sarugaki Hiyori and Grimmjow, who were the most annoying just now, were given special care.

Mr. Yamamoto, who wanted to show off his muscles, was pushed to the ground by Mr. Zhongli, and the old man hit the old man, so that the topic of fishing boats bullying the elderly would not be aroused.

Tom screamed, Wilhelm screamed, all kinds of screams continued, and the brutal beating lasted for more than ten minutes before it ended.

"Okay, guys, box them all up and take them away."

"Look at all of them, men and women, young and old, with all kinds of body types. I just happened to be worried about advertising our set meal, and here is the material to deliver to my door."

Hu Tao clapped her hands, looked at the group of troublemakers on the ground with satisfaction, and then got into the passenger seat of the hearse.

The hearse scanned the troublemakers one by one, and then spit out coffins of matching size from the trunk.

The black hearse was fully loaded and drove away like a third-brother truck. Aizen in the house finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Huh, fortunately there was no accident."

"After a lesson, they will be obedient in the future."

Aizen smiled happily, and then lay down on the bed again.

Elderly people need to rest more, especially after overnight, otherwise they will suffer from severe hair loss.

......?(w)?.......

In a private space, Mr. Yamamoto, the Masked Legion, and the 100,000-point faction sat in a circle.

Everyone's face was extremely ugly, so they robbed the bank when they were playing Big Cousin 2, but when they came out, Ma ran onto the rails and was hit by a train and died.

Simply put, it feels like the horse is gone.

Among the people present, the worst mess was the former Shinigami vice-captain.

Well mixed, like Baraggan, the self-proclaimed king of the virtual circle, and Mr. Yamamoto, the strongest Shinigami in the millennium.

Which one is shameless?

Wasn't it because he was a little excited for a while and ran into the law enforcement team, as for the mother who beat them up, he couldn't even recognize them.

Wait a minute, it seems that Xu has no mother, and neither do many Shinigami.

Oh (-w-), that's all right.

It's enough to just beat them, but it's too much to put them in the coffin.

(Although the coffin is quite comfortable inside, soft bedding, bright light, small TV and music.)

It's enough to just stuff them into the coffin, and what's more, they even carry them through the street as an advertisement for selling the coffin.

No matter how soft the inside of the coffin is, it is very uncomfortable to be lifted and dangled, bumped and bumped.

The Espadas felt that they were very wronged, they didn't make trouble at all, and Ulquiorra yelled a few times, and didn't knock on the door or anything.

In the end, just because he stayed where he was watching the excitement, he was beaten together with him.

The Dimensional Temple is really a wonderful and dangerous place. In the future, you can no longer pretend casually, you have to learn to behave with your tail between your legs.

The ghost knows if a little girl in red clothes and carrying a small schoolbag is randomly pulled out on the street, she might be some kind of shocking boss.

"Puff~"

"Haha... Poof..."

Shihouin Yoruichi and Shiba Konghe, who were sitting on one side, were holding back their laughter with difficulty, their faces blushing.

Espada and the Masked Legion were carried in the coffin parade, but the majestic Gotei 13 captain, the strongest Shinigami in the millennium, Mr. Yamamoto, who can hang the Adjuchas-class Arrancar with his fists, also carried the coffin in the parade.

No guarantee for the late festival, no guarantee for the late festival.

However, the laughs are not only from here, but also from Kurosaki Isshin, Kurosaki Ichigo, Urahara Kisuke next to them.

These three people who sneaked away were identified as the chief culprit for everyone's suffering.

Then, Mr. Yamamoto, the Masked Legion, and Espada beat the trio to their knees at the cost of another coffin-bearer parade.

"Hmph, old man 373 has lived for more than a thousand years, and he has never been humiliated like this."

Grandpa Yamamoto looked at Kurosaki Ichigo, who was lying dead on one side, and the three of them got angry.

After Juhabach's problem is resolved, he must let the three bastards know what the anger of the sun is.

"You already know about Juhabach, so I won't say more."

"Now, Gotei 13, Hueco Mundo, and you Masked Legion, you need to unite.

"The leader of the alliance, for the time being, is the old man. Who is in favor and who is against?"

Mr. Yamamoto stroked his beard, which had lost a third of it, and his sharp eyes swept across the crowd present.

"No, no objection, whatever the captain says is what he says."

"Everything is under the command of the captain."

"Hmph, let's just listen to your Shinigami's command for now.

"For the survival of Hueco Mundo, this is the only way."

The Masquerade Corps immediately agreed, and no matter how aggrieved, angry and unwilling Espada felt, he could only admit it.

After all, a group of them couldn't stand up against this pretending old man.

Ryūjin Jakka can't stand Shikai alone, let alone the more terrifying Bankai Remnant Sword.

It can only be said that your uncle is your uncle.

Can't afford to provoke, dare not provoke. .