At This Moment, There Are Still 72 Hours Left Before the Fusion of Collapsed Jade!

"Zhiba Haiyan, you haven't figured out the situation yet, have you?"

"Now visiting here is to give you the last dignity. If you don't accept our kindness, don't blame us for showing no mercy to Shiba's family."

"Leave the Shiba's family with Seireini, this is the only way to continue the Shiba's family."

Patriarchs of various families are pressing each other step by step.

As long as the Shiba family is swallowed, even if only part of it is swallowed, it can bring great benefits to their family.

"Then there is nothing to say."

Shiba Haiyan strongly refused.

Suddenly, a trace of hostility flashed in the eyes of all the Patriarchs.

At this moment, several death gods rushed up.

The sound of the collision came, and their eyes widened in amazement, looking at Shiba Haiyan, who had blocked all these slashes by just raising one hand.

"Nani?"

"How is it possible that Zuojiro is a death **** at the rank of deputy captain, why can't he break the defense against Shiba Haiyan?"

"Could it be..."

A flash of anger flashed through the eyes of the few quick-reacting Patriarchs.

Then, when she saw Shiba Haiyan's flaming wave-like spiritual pressure, her eyes were suddenly filled with disbelief.

This wave of spiritual pressure has surpassed the deputy captain level!

"Thank you for the ban from the Soul World, I can't free Zanpai here."

Shiba Haiyan paused and stared at them: "But, if only to release Reiatsu..."

Boom!

As if thunder fell from the sky!

Shiba Haiyan's spiritual pressure began to increase sharply, and it continued to climb.

The gravity of the entire space seemed to have increased by hundreds of times in an instant, and the death gods who were still clamoring before were as if they were strangling their throats, their faces flushed and painful to their knees.

Desperate, unable to breathe, even consciousness seems to be slowed down.

The absolute pressure from the spiritual pressure made them sweat profusely, and their hearts were held tightly by an invisible big hand.

Just a slight pinch, it will burst instantly!

Next second.

The spiritual pressure dissipated.

All the Patriarchs fell to the ground with puffs and puffs, gasping for breath.

They looked at Shiba Haiyan in horror.

"Unexpectedly... has reached the captain level!"

"Zhibo Haiyan, you hide so deeply, you have already mastered the 卍jie, but you have been showing people as the deputy captain, you are so insidious!"

"It's really a captain, how is this possible?"

Patriarchs of the small and medium-sized families who fell on the ground looked terrified.

Captain-level death gods, but they can never provoke big people!

Huh!

At this moment, a figure wearing a white captain Haori's coat suddenly teleported over.

Only one captain of the entire thirteen team would wear that pink jacket.

Captain of the eighth division, Jingle Chunshui!

"Huh? What's the situation here?"

Jingle Chunshui frowned and glanced at the death gods on the ground.

Familiar, they should be guys who know but can't be named, seem to be the heads of other families?

Look, turn to the side.

Jingle Chunshui's pupils shrank suddenly and almost burst into foul language.

Why is Kuchiki Shinji here again?

Could it be that what happened here also has something to do with Kujiki Shinji?

Jingle Chunshui rubbed his nose with a weird expression: "Shinji... a very strong spiritual pressure just broke out here, almost no less than the captain-level death god, does it have anything to do with you?"

Shinji: "..."

What is your look?

Don't push everything on my head, cub!

Although...the matter here has something to do with me.

"That's my spiritual pressure, the band leader of Beijing."

Zhiba Haiyan stood up and confessed actively.

"Na...Nani???"

With Jingle Chunshui's question mark face, none of them stumbled on the ground.

Are you kidding me, you're just a vice-captain-level death god?

Jingle Chunshui looked suspiciously.

As a brother and friend of Ukitake Shiro, he is very familiar with Shiba Haiyan, the deputy captain of the office of Ukitake Shiro!

so.

Jingle Chunshui can clearly determine that Shiba Haiyan is definitely the **** of death at the deputy captain level.

Among them, is there any misunderstanding?

"It is indeed Shiba Haiyan." Shinji noticed Kyōraku Chunshui's eyes, so he looked at Shiba Haiyan: "Let him see."

"Understood, Captain God Division."

Zhiba Haiyan nodded and released his spiritual pressure again.

The second is on and the second is off.

Boom!

The majestic spiritual pressure was pressed into the field for an instant, and then disappeared in an instant.

"This... is it really the Captain's Reiatsu?"

Jingle Chunshui looked blank.

What's going on in this world? A few days ago, Shiba Haiyan was only a vice-captain-level death god, and after a few days he became a captain-level?

Moreover, someone who hasn't practiced 卍jie for more than a hundred years, how come they suddenly have it?

Is there a big problem here?

"Well, I probably slept a little less at noon, and now my mind is not so clear, goodbye."

Jingle Chunshui rubbed his face, wondering if he was dreaming now.

This is simply too ridiculous!

"All this has to be thankful to the Captain of the Division of Gods. If it were not the Captain of the Division of Gods, I would not be able to master the Swastika so quickly and possess the Rei Pressure of the Captain Level."

Shiba Haiyan said excitedly when he disagrees with Kyōraku Chunshui who is still at a loss.

He was able to learn swastika, all relying on the divine transformation body provided by the priest.

"So what happened here is really related to you again?"

Jingle Chunshui said with a headache.

Sure enough, Shiba Haiyan's mastery of Swastika was related to Kujiki Shinji.

I just don't know what method Kuchiki Shinji used to help Shiba Haiyan quickly master the swastika.

Maybe... can you find a chance to get close to the gods?

If my own Xiao Nanao can master the 卍jie in advance, it seems not bad.

With a smile, Jingle Chunshui's horns broke his heart for his "daughter".

"correct."

Shinji didn't bother to pay attention to Kyōraku Chunshui's winking eyebrows, and he grabbed Shiba Haiyan who was driving away the **** on the ground:

"If you have a Captain-Level Reiatsu, you will remember to report to the Captain in a while."

"You don't need to talk about the power of Zanpakudao, but it's better to record the Reiatsu."

The priest ordered.

Hear the words.

Jingle Chunshui gave him a sideways look.

You seem to be the least qualified to say this here, right?

"What is the look in your eyes?"

Shinji slowly raised a question mark: "Come to Beijing Spring Water, stretch your head over, and I will add a buff to you."

Jingle Chunshui: "..."

Wait, why do you need to draw a knife to add buff, bastard!

You put the knife down first!

On the other side, a few hundred meters away from Shiba's home.

"Kuchiki Shinji, **** kid!!"

In the shadow, Tsunayashiro Tokinada seemed to blend in perfectly with the surrounding environment, his eyes gloomily staring in the direction of Shiba's house.

He, of course, wouldn't let Shiba's family go so easily.

Tsunayashiro Tokinada would not be willing to miss the fat that has come to the side.

But because he was afraid of Kuchiki Shinji, he cautiously confuses some small and medium-sized families and asked them to come to Shiba's family.

However, something unexpected happened.

Shiba Haiyan, who was still a trash a few days ago, suddenly burst out of Captain-level Reiki.

With the Captain-level Reaper sitting in control, no one can take advantage of the mobility of the Shiba family and severely tear off a piece of meat from the Shiba family.

And this is all thanks to the **** of dead wood!

Shiba Haiyan suddenly became the captain-level **** of death, which is definitely related to Kujiki Shinji!

Tsunayashiro Tokinada was quite sure of this.

"I waited for so long, planned for so long..."

"Kuchaki Shinji, this beam, we have forged it."

Gazing deeply in the direction of Shiba's family, Tsuna Yayoi Tokinada's eyes flashed with bitterness, and gradually disappeared into the shadows.

That night.

The cold moonlight spilled on the corpse soul world.

Like the present world, the Soul World also has four seasons of spring, summer and autumn, as well as sunrise and sunset.

Here is the residence of Kuchuki's house.

Huh! Huh! Huh!

Several figures dressed in black clothes and masks on their faces moved quickly on the fence, and through the use of instant steps, they quickly sneaked into the Kuchaki house.

Creak!

The slight noise of the door opening flashed away.