Grim Reaper: Self-discipline Captain of Seireitei

Chapter 162 My Highest Respect to You

Above the sky, the crescent moon hangs high in the west, and the desolation like death is endless, reaching the end of this world.

A few dead trees made of quartz stand alone, adding a little different color to this unchanging boundless fine sand.

virtual circle.

A line of white figures suddenly appeared at the end of the moonlight. Their steps were heavy and their movements were slow.

The viscous spirit particle density in the virtual circle made it difficult for this group of Quincy masters who had lived in this world for a long time to adapt.

Fortunately, this state did not last for too long. With the increase of his spiritual pressure, the environment in the virtual circle became relatively comfortable.

As a heterogeneous existence among human beings, Quincy is born with extremely high spiritual power and extremely high soul potential.

Therefore, relatively speaking, the world of high-density spiritual particles like the virtual circle is more suitable for them to live in.

"Huh, let's set it here!"

In the lead, a youthful and beautiful orange-haired girl cheered and stopped her progress.

"Miss Maki, I want to ask."

Some of the crowd raised their hands to signal, "As for the God of Death you mentioned, how do we determine our position and what is the strength of the enemy?"

"Although we are determined to die in this trip, we don't want to die in ignorance because of this."

After the voice fell, Ishida Zongxian on the side explained: "The communication equipment that got in touch with the soul world before has a positioning function. Mr. Sufeng will use Miss Maki and I as the coordinates to descend."

"As for the strength of the enemy..."

He pondered for a moment, the God of Death named Bulbulus didn't explain this matter too much to him, but simply mentioned the ability of Mocheng Shuangye.

Although it is not difficult to judge through a simple description, Quincy's fighting method of manipulating the spiritual particles in the atmosphere is indeed the opponent's nemesis.

However, it is not difficult to see from Mr. Sufeng's request for assistance from the Quincy side, the enemy's strength may have been stronger than he imagined.

It is even said that the power of the death god alone may not be enough to kill the opponent.

Thinking of this, Ishida Zongxian couldn't help showing a worried look on his face.

Can an enemy of this level of strength really be able to contend with them on the Quincy side?
Or is it that the world of corpses and souls can no longer tolerate the existence of Quincies in this world, and is ready to wipe out all the living forces in one fell swoop?
Thinking of this, Ishida Zongxian couldn't help feeling somewhat desperate.

The huge gap between Quincy and Reaper is simply not something that a few geniuses can contend with.

What's more, geniuses need time to grow.

"Well, don't think about it too much." Kurosaki Maki comforted, "If you come here, you'll be safe, anyway, you've already been labeled as the Tsunayashiro family, so you can only choose to trust Mr. Sokaze!"

Ishida Zongxian glanced at the girl jumping happily in the desert, and could only sigh helplessly.

"Information is like this, start preparing, everyone."

"Before Mr. Sufeng arrives in the virtual circle, we need to get ready for the battle."

Due to being assimilated by human beings and becoming a mixed race, the Quincy clan in this world has experienced a decline in strength to varying degrees.

For this reason, they have developed corresponding battle formations to ensure their own safety.

Among them are holy bites, green cups, five-frame bindings, piercing awn formations, etc. Most of these battle formations need silver cylinders and soul-breaking objects as assistance.

Most of the Quincy who came to support in the virtual circle were the elites of the mixed race, and only Sozuru Ishida and Maki Kurosaki were pure blood.

With their strength, it may be difficult to participate in captain-level battles, but it is not a problem to arrange battle formations.

Dozens of silver tubes were arranged in different ways and distributed within a radius of dozens of miles, buried in abundant spiritual energy fluctuations, and crowned with the respective manipulative power of the Quincy Masters.

The thing that pierces the soul draws the formation of the Quincy on the desert, and the huge pentagram sits in it, glowing slightly, and then disappearing in an instant.

Leaving aside the power and size, the concealment must be well prepared.

When everything was ready, the dark cracks in the sky were torn open violently, and the sharp-toothed edges were like the bloody mouth of a giant beast, devouring all the stars in the sky.

The spiritual pressure as light as the wind rushes out of it, adding a bit of coolness to the already cold virtual circle.

A figure lingering in the wind slowly descended from the mimicry black cavity, and walked in front of the Quincy crowd.

Looking at the group of people in front of him, Su Feng frowned, and ordered in an undeniable tone: "Except for Ishida Zongxian and Kurosaki Maki, the others stay away from this area."

"With your strength, I'm afraid you can't even bear the spiritual pressure of Mocheng Shuangye."

Joy flashed across the faces of the Quincy Masters. They thought they would be involved in the battle, but they didn't expect it to be just a battle formation.

Although he has the intention to die, but if he can live, who wants to die?
Soon, there were only three figures left in the field, and the rest of the Quincies had already disappeared at the end of sight.

At this time, their flying sickle kicks showed a twelve-point speed.

Its speed is comparable to wind and thunder!
Above the sky, the mimetic black cavity was not closed, and as the spiritual pressure came from it, it seemed to grow wider until it covered all the stars in sight.

The pure and white captain Haori floated in, and Mo Chengshuang, who was once an aristocrat, was as simple as ever, without any aristocratic decorations on his body.

His expression was indifferent and calm, as if wearing a hard mask.

"Quiet Master..."

Noticing the figures of Ishida Munezuru and Kurosaki Maki, Mojojo Sho also nodded slightly, beckoning:

"This is the most authentic reaction. In the face of death, even a righteous person will not easily face it calmly."

"You look more real than you were before."

There was a hint of appreciation in Mocheng Shuangye's tone.

Su Feng is silent.

Can't get over this stalk?
It turns out that he has risen to the point where he can't be discredited even by black hands in Mocheng Shuangye's heart?
Faced with such a person, for some reason, I suddenly feel a little ashamed...

Weird.

The other party is ready to fuse himself to death, and if he doesn't take any action, then he will really have a bubble in his head.

"It's a strong sense of oppression." Ishida Zongxian instinctively clenched the short bow of Lingzi in his hand, staring at the white figure in front of him, and said in his heart, "This is the Mocheng Shuangye in the mouth of Bulbulus, right?"

Compared with the Da Xu he faced before, the two are not at the same level at all.

The other party didn't even deliberately release the spiritual pressure, giving people an unspeakable sense of oppression.

Facing such an existence, he didn't even have the slightest desire to fight.

On the other hand, Maki Kurosaki, who was on the side, performed much better than Sozuru Ishida.

The orange hair is flying, the expression on the pretty face is firm, and the full materialized spiritual pressure is stirring around him, and he is already ready for battle.

She who once faced Balk without losing the wind is the true genius of the Quincy clan.

And as far as Ishida Zongxian knows, after the battle with Balk, Kurosaki Maki's strength seems to have improved again, and it is still a qualitative leap.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help feeling a little sour in his heart.

Obviously, he is the Quincy Master who inherited the 【Quincy Cross】!

"Okay, let's stop talking here."

Mocheng Shuang also spread his arms, "In order to give the hero the status he deserves, I will use all my strength to show my respect for you."

The majestic spiritual pressure is integrated into the spirit particles of the virtual circle, and the heavy pressure is located under the sky.

The mimic black cavity quickly closed and twisted at an unreasonable speed, leaving only a few winding black lines interlaced among the stars.

Suddenly, a raging invisible wind blew up on the calm desert.

The spiritual particles in the atmosphere are constantly consolidating, because the density of the spiritual particles in the virtual circle is too high, in just a moment, countless spiritual particle blades appear around Mocheng Shuangye.

The battle is imminent!
Su Feng's spiritual pressure gushed out, and the substantive light lingered around him, and the surging wind even overwhelmed Mocheng Shuangye's limelight.

The bluish-white wind breath converges, condensing into a feather hanging over his body.

Strands of blue-purple electric lights visible to the naked eye are dotted on it like patterns, and the surrounding atmosphere even distorts as it rattles.

The evolved version of Duanfeng Yuyi, Xun Lei Yuyi.

Yuanliu Sword Zen is not practiced for nothing, and the compatibility between Sufeng and Lanyin has been greatly improved on the original basis.

The current Xun Lei Yuyi is one of the moves developed.

Mocheng Shuang also responded silently, the four Lingzi blades were already facing Sufeng, intertwined and twisted with each other, forming a unique shape of thread under its perfect control.

The next moment, the atmosphere was completely cut, and violent explosions roared continuously.

In just an instant, the desert within a few miles was razed to the ground, and endless white sand rose into the sky, turning into surging waves, covering the only light in the sky.

And at this moment, Mole City Shuangye suddenly burst into a bright light.

"Accept this majestic battle formation, Holy Biter!"

Ishida Zongxian immediately activated the silver tube hidden in the white sand, and the majestic light surged out from the soles of his feet, engulfing the figure of Mojo Shuangya in an instant.

The four destructive formations erupted one after another, opening the curtain of light and heat, traversing the desert, exaggerating the arrival of extreme high temperature.

The berserk stream of spiritual particles covered it, carrying an astonishing killing intent, flooding the battlefield within a few miles.

If it was just a single Saint Devouring battle formation, it might not be able to break through the Mole City Shuangye at all, but under the arrangement of the Quincy Master, all the spirits in this area have been manipulated into the battle formation.

In other words, Mole City Shuang is also fused, not only the spirits in the atmosphere, but also the spirits in the holy battle formation.

The dust on both sides stirred up, and the roaring sound swept all directions, and the aftermath visible to the naked eye formed a ring shape and spread continuously in all directions.

The desert collapsed, and huge pits appeared in it.

When the dust subsides, two figures loom in the white sand.

The indestructible air-breaking barrier cuts across the atmosphere and stands firm. Only the criss-cross marks on it show how much damage it has just suffered.

Su Feng stood behind the barrier with a calm expression, and the wind and thunder surged around him, obliterating the aftermath.

On the other hand, Mo Chengshuang also appeared in the distance, and his slightly bowed body highlighted his current state.

"Not bad calculation."

He stared at the front and said calmly, with blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth, the joint holy devouring formation just now had already injured Mole City Shuangye.

"The Quincy is indeed my nemesis."

"But that's all there is to it..."

The spiritual pressure in the surrounding atmosphere suddenly shrank, and the ubiquitous coercion just now was all restrained on his body. Behind the Mocheng Shuangye, one black body after another continued to solidify and walked out.

Righteous bones.

The special prosthetic bones fused and transformed by Mocheng Shuangye's spirit can be integrated into his spirit, and then summoned and used when it is used.

These remains were collected during his escape from prison.

The scrap products abandoned by the Technology Development Bureau do not have the value of becoming the soul container of the god of death again.

But it was such scrap products that were given new life in the hands of Mocheng Shuangye.

"O king's lander! A mask of flesh and blood, O one who has all phenomena, flutters wings, and bears the name of man!"

"Shuanglian carves the wall of the blue fire, and waits for the abyss of fire far away..."

A series of smooth spirits criss-crossed and circled among the skeletons, and the overlapping sound waves continued to stir, as if some kind of sacrificial ceremony.

Mole Chengshuang also frowned slightly, the severe pain in his abdomen did not hinder his speed of chanting the mantra.

Between the priorities, the majestic spiritual pressure has already covered the sky, rushing forward with the momentum of the sky.

Kurosaki Maki had a firm face, her slender arms raised the longbow of Lingzi, and the pure arrows exuding blue light were condensed on the bowstring.

Without waiting for Sufeng's reminder, she immediately launched an attack on Mocheng Shuangye in the distance.

"Holy Slaying Arrow!"

With a coquettish shout, the atmosphere was instantly torn apart, and a beam of bright light shot towards Mocheng Shuangye with unparalleled momentum.

At the same time, the only battle formation left in the white sand also broke out, and the pentagram formation emerged on the sand surface, and the dazzling light shot up into the sky!

"Breaking the Way 73: Double Lotus Canghuo Pendant!"

Mole City Shuang also chanted the last Ghost Dao incantation without changing his face, and a large piece of blue blue flames suddenly shot up into the sky.

In an instant, the divine Mie Arrow that came rushing was wiped out!
The high temperature filled the air, instantly erasing the power of the surging battle formation on the ground!

Compared with the surprise attack that was caught off guard before, Mo Chengshuang also had preparedness, and it was difficult for an attack of this level to affect him.

Kurosaki Maki gritted her silver teeth lightly, and when she was about to shoot again, she was blocked by a figure.

"Let's stop here, Ms. Maki."

"You have done enough."

Su Feng's eyes were serious, and he watched the blue flames rushing ahead and the terrifying high temperature that filled the air with a serious attitude.

In the distance, the righteous skeletons were engulfed by the Cang Yan, and their bodies were scorched black. It took only a few breaths to turn themselves into a charred appearance.

Mole City Shuang also looked at Su Feng calmly: "I respect all your thoughts and actions, and I pay you the highest respect with my long-cherished wish that is about to be fulfilled."

"Captain Shinigami with a righteous heart, Tsunayashiro Sufeng!"

The scorched skeleton floated into the air, opened and closed its mouth, and began to chant again with intermittent voices. The continuous waves of sound echoed in the barren void until they reached the end of the sky.

Accompanied by the trembling and trembling that existed like coke, the final chant also fell:
"Broken Way: 96 One-Sword Cremation!!!"

　Thanks to the big brother Derek in the forest for the reward

　　Really the last paragraph, it's over soon...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)