The world is restarting

There was silence on the Hill of Twin Deaths, and all the captains of the Soul Realm used up their hundreds of years of shock share today.

"King of Ruin..." Shishiro Ukitake stared blankly at the spear held in the hand of the white-haired boy, and suddenly woke up, his expression turned solemn, and he looked straight at him, "Who the hell are you?"

"I'm just here to join in the fun, don't worry about me, you can continue."

The corners of the young man's eyes curled up, showing a very nice smile, he answered every question, he was especially easy to talk, even if he said it, he was very awkward.He waved his hand briskly, as if he was really just a boring person passing by and watching, and he was about to leave after saying this.

Fuzhu Shishilang shrank his pupils abruptly, and was about to open his mouth, when a flash of fire had already passed his body and hit the people in the sky like a shooting star.

The sound of swords colliding resounded through the sky, and crimson flames swept through the flowing clouds like magma splashing.

The white-haired boy who blocked the attack at the nick of time raised his eyebrows, and looked at the person near Chichi with a smile through the criss-crossing King of Destroyer and the Crimson Zanpakuto, "Oh, I actually made a move in person, as Mr. Yamamoto Isn't the captain's age a bit bullying the younger?"

Yamamoto Motoyanagi Sai Shigekuni held the blade like fire in both hands, his long snow-white eyebrows were blown away by the airflow caused by the impact, and the beard hanging in front of him seemed to be reddened by the flames.His thick eyelids pressed against his pupils so he couldn't see his emotions clearly, and his expression remained motionless, "Put down the King of Ruin, and I won't do such a thing of bullying the small."

"That can't be done, you have sealed it for so long, you should give it a chance to go out, right?"

The white-haired boy raised his hand, and the two separated back at the same time.

In this short moment, they seem to have fought several moves at a speed that ordinary people can't catch, and the spiritual pressure of both sides burst out suddenly, like a storm sweeping the world colliding and sweeping across the hill of double death.It was as if thousands of hectares of torrents poured down from the sky, and for the first time, the concept of the sky was pressed down towards the ground with substantial weight.

The people who had just been suppressed in front of Xingtai once again had the feeling of being sucked into a natural disaster-level storm and had nowhere to escape. The vice-captain-level Reaper couldn't even stand firmly, and began to have difficulty breathing.

"To be able to fight like this with the chief... Phew... What kind of monster is that..."

Matsumoto Rangiku gasped for breath, his knees went limp, his palms shook and fell to the ground, cold sweat dripped from his forehead.The kitten next to her noticed her situation, and immediately turned around and released a little spiritual pressure to cover her, and rubbed her wrist on the ground, "Luanju, are you okay?"

"Huh...it's okay..." The orange-haired beauty seemed to be slightly relieved, picked her up, and looked up at the sky again while kneeling on the ground.

The King of Ruin has stood on the Hill of Two Deaths for nearly a thousand years, and its destructive power is comparable to a million Zanpakutō. Even if an ordinary god of death gets close to it, it will have the illusion that its soul is torn apart. Even in the most absurd dream, no one dares to think about it Someone will be able to use it as an ordinary Zanpakutō.

Now this scene that would never have appeared in the dream appeared in front of all the gods of death. The white-haired boy in midair not only used it, but also used it with his arms and fingers, as if the proud golden phoenix in the spear It's the same as actively cooperating with him.

A doubt arose in the hearts of everyone who saw this scene.

Why?How long has he been watching from the side? Was his purpose to destroy the king from the beginning?

At the same time, flames in the shape of a tornado suddenly rose into the sky, centering on the two people fighting fiercely in the sky, roaring and spreading around.In the blink of an eye, the city wall made up of raging flames drew a complete circle in the sky, enclosing both of them.

The flames in the sky fell into the eyes of everyone below, Ukitake Shishirou's expression seemed to shake suddenly, he stared in that direction and murmured in a low voice, "The blade is like a fire, and it's beginning to be undone... Teacher Yuanliusai, the other party is so Tough enemy?"

"Songming..." Jingle Chunshui raised his head and narrowed his eyes, "Once the flame wall is formed, the flame will never disappear unless the enemy is reduced to ashes. Is the old man determined to trap this person here? That's good, just in time to ask..."

A little orange-red light suddenly lit up in the middle of the flames, and Jingle Chunshui was startled before he finished speaking, and then his pupils constricted instantly.

As if in the blink of an eye, the orange-yellow fire was like the sky fire falling on the wasteland, and it would explode as soon as the wind blows, starting a prairie fire in an instant.The orange-yellow flame drew a circle from the outside, surrounding the flaming tornado in reverse.

Under the shocked eyes of everyone, Shi Shiran, a white-haired boy, brushed his sleeves and walked out of the orange flame that opened the door automatically, still complaining, "Old people are really irritable... "

He glanced casually from the bottom, he didn't know what he saw, his light purple eyes curved, and he seemed to be in a good mood again, "Okay, all the gods of death, I just came to say hello today, I should leave... "

"seal up."

The purple enchantment suddenly rose from the four directions of southeast, northwest, and suddenly interrupted his words.At the same time, a dark shadow quickly swept across from east to west, as if it was about to cover the barrier formed by the four walls.

Bai Lan, who hadn't finished speaking, reacted very quickly. Almost before everyone realized what happened, he quickly turned around and held the hand of the blond young man who arrived at no time.

Immediately, he held the King of Destroyer with his right hand, dragged the spear, and swiped down neatly.

"Mr. Bofeng came so fast," Bai Lan said with a smile, "It will be a little troublesome to make this barrier take shape, so let's fight in another place."

He pressed the fingertips on the back of the opponent's hand and an orange-red spark exploded. He had a premonition that the wrong Namikaze Minato was about to pull out, and the spark had already circled him like a meteor and turned into chains and fell.At the same time, the space pierced by the spear is rapidly collapsing, and the black hole-like space behind is like a beast with a huge mouth, "swallowing" the two people in one gulp.

"Bye bye~" The moment the giant mouth closed, the white-haired boy turned his head, waved his hand with a smile, and then disappeared into the gap in the space together with Namikaze Minato who broke free from the chain behind him.

The purple enchantment reached halfway, but failed to take shape after all, and shattered halfway.

The rhythm of this wave of rabbits rising and falling falcons changed too quickly, so when the captain slashed the orange-red flame wall with a knife and strode out, he saw only the gods of death who hadn't recovered from the shock.

The anger of the chief captain seemed to condense into substance and explode, "Where's that kid?"

"If you are asking Mr. Bai Lan, Captain Bofeng, he has just dragged Captain Bofeng back into the gap between the Soul Realm and the Void Circle."

At this time, it was Aizen who answered Captain Yamamoto's question gently.

As if reminded by this voice, everyone finally recovered and looked at him vigilantly.The white-haired boy who appeared out of nowhere just grabbed the show so well that they almost forgot that there was a big villain trying to subvert the world of souls beside him.

The captain's thick eyelids rolled down, and his eyes swept over him, "Bai Lan?"

Shishirou Ukitake had a complicated expression, "Is that your ally too, Aizen?"

Aizen Soyousuke just smiled lightly, and answered irrelevantly, "The time seems to be coming soon."

As soon as he finished speaking, an evil and chaotic coercion descended from the sky, enveloping him and Dong Xianyao who were still in front of Xingtai.The sky of the Soul Realm was torn apart for the second time, and countless elders poked their heads out from behind the cracks, entangled with their huge white bone masks.

Everyone: "!"

Three yellow lights formed a beam of light reaching the sky, and Lan Ran's figure slowly rose in the beam of light, and was about to be led back to the virtual circle.

Even if the gods of death lost their temper today by the successive accidents and twists and turns, they couldn't help but feel that this person was too arrogant.

Come and leave whenever you want, doesn't Sei Lingting lose face? !

A god of death who felt that he also had a temper angrily drew his knife and was about to slash upwards, but was immediately stopped by the people next to him.

"Stop it, that's anti-film."

"That's what Daxu used when he rescued his companions. After being illuminated by that light, the inside and outside will become two separate spaces." Ukitake Shishiro's expression was serious, "The world of corpses and souls is known to be able to break The only one who opened the anti-film is Captain Bofeng who has the space ability, so that’s the case, is this also your design, Aizen? You deliberately let your accomplice appear at this time to lure Captain Bofeng away."

The brown-haired man smiled lightly, neither admitting nor denying it.

Fuzhu stared at the figure slowly rising into the sky in the light, "...Ai Ran, what is your purpose for doing all this?"

On the other side, deep in the forest south of the Hill of Two Deaths.

Ichimaru Gin, who was leaning on the tree, raised his head lazily, and searched the sky through the dense branches and leaves, "Ah, it's time."

Toshirō Hitsugaya shrank his eyes and realized it almost at the same time, his body retreated quickly, passing the spiritual pressure falling from the sky.

The yellow anti-membrane descended along with the spiritual pressure, and Ichimaru Gin, who was covered in the light, slowly rose up against the empty group in the sky, while lowering his head and waving to him with a smile, "Goodbye, Captain Hitsugaya."

Hitsugaya Toshirō put Hirinmaru back into the sheath, and raised his head indifferently, "I won't hold back the next time we meet, Ichimaru Gin."

The silver-haired young man smiled softly, "Me too."

At this time, everyone in the soul world still doesn't know that the Shinigami of Seireitei are not the only ones who are paying attention to the battle on the Hill of Two Deaths.

In the [-]th district of Xiliuhun Street, after Hitsugaya Toshiro and Sawada Ya and his party left, the neighborhood returned to deathly silence again.After an unknown amount of time, crisp footsteps resounded on the empty long street, and another living creature stepped into this dead place.

The black soles of the visitor stepped on the ice-frozen ground, and as soon as he stepped on it, the cold ice layer shattered into powder as if it couldn't bear it.As he walked along, the ice covering the long street gradually shattered, and the snowflakes floating in the air almost condensed into mist, but they couldn't get close to three feet around him.

With his hands in his pockets, he walked all the way to the shrine at the end of the long street, kicked open the door without hesitation, and finally stopped in the middle of the dilapidated shrine, in front of the statue of a god with no visible image.

He looked up and down the eyes of the idol, gave a low "cut", and raised his eyebrows uncomfortably.

"What is it? It doesn't look like it at all."

After speaking, he drew his knife without hesitation.

The blade swept across the air, forming a bright blade, and the statue in the center was split into two neatly.

A ball of light like a firefly floated out of the statue, swayed in the air, and was about to scatter in the sky and the earth, but seemed to be attracted by something, and floated lightly in front of the young man.

A golden light flashed across the back of the young man's hand, which was covered by his hand.

He seemed to be even more upset, but after a slight pause, he still put away the ball of light with a murderous look on his face.