Click... Click...

With a crisp sound, Qinghe in the mirror door did not panic too much... On the back of page 65 of the truth, the spirit of the 65th advanced binding path that he had just sung had already been generated.

Click!

"Sixty-five of the Bound Path, Mirror Gate."

At the moment when the previous mirror door shattered, Qinghe did not hesitate... Mobilizes the spiritual power inside the bottle, increasing it to 5 consecutive stacks.

Bang... As the virtual flash arrived, a dull voice rang out.

In the next second, the red virtual flash bounced back, heading towards Ulquiola's body in the sky.

Ulquiola, who stretched out his arms, directly slapped his virtual flash away, withdrew his wings behind his back, and covered his body with a white cloak again.

"It seems that you are not as weak as I thought."

Looking at Qinghe, who appeared unscathed, Ulquiorla nodded imperceptibly... can be regarded as agreeing with what Qinghe just said.

"You should try to control your power..."

The Ulquiora in front of him was more talented than Hipanya, and he was also lucky: although Kiyowa didn't know what those glowing white bushes were, he could also tell that he had just completed part of the broken face.

"There's no need... Time will allow my body to adapt, and there is no such thing as walking with a Wastod. ”

The loneliness in Ulquiola's words made Qinghe dumbfounded... Sure enough, where there are "people", the so-called class difference is indispensable.

Vastod is the highest level of the Great Void in the records of the Corpse Soul Realm... That is, the so-called big shots.

Unless it's the same Wattstod, the others are afraid that Ulquiorra will either be scared to death by the spiritual pressure, or run away, afraid, afraid... It's too difficult to talk or something.

"Then you should make it easy for me, right? Your spiritual pressure fluctuates too much. ”

Regarding Qinghe's proposal, Ulquiorra thought for a moment before speaking: "I can take my virtual flash, and I can bounce back... You've got it, and I'll try to do it. ”

"Haughty..."

Qinghe, who flashed this word in his mind, nodded with a wry smile... Does this mean that the so-called strong will not walk with ants?

"I'm going to take a break... How about we wait for the sun to come out and then we can hurry? "The superimposed ghost path just now emptied the spiritual power in Qinghe's body... Although there is a magic bottle to replenish, the mental exhaustion cannot be recovered.

“…”

Staring at Kiyowa for a few seconds, Ulquiora nodded and walked to the side... And his spiritual pressure gradually began to recede.

After feeling the pressure become smaller, the corners of Qinghe's mouth hooked up a trace of arc... He doesn't hate this way of communicating.

In a sense, although this method has a "high threshold", once it is over... The shortening of the distance is obvious.

……

Countdown to Avalanche Analysis: 2000 hours.

"Sifa, where the hell is the Forest of Death?"

Kiyowa, who collapsed on the rocky ground, said he didn't have the strength anymore... It's been 1 month, and Ulquiola, the "old driver", is obviously unreliable and took him to the ditch.

"Qinghe, don't you believe me." Ulquiorla stopped in front of him, her eyes scanning the surroundings, searching for the entrance.

"Who the hell told you..."

"Once upon a time, a Yachucas wanted to kill me... Found it, follow me. Ulquiorla beckoned to Qinghe, and then turned away.

"Found it?!"

Qinghe, who stood up in surprise, only saw Ulquiola's back, and he hurriedly followed.

At the foot of the rocky mountain, Kiyowa once again saw the white sand, and Ulquiorra, who was half-crouching on the ground and probing with his hands.

"That's right, right here. I'll dodge the way, and you'll follow me. Ulquiola didn't open his head, and his fingertips lit up red.

Qinghe also had to suppress his excitement and stand behind him honestly... Only in this way can it be guaranteed that he will not be affected.

Airplanes... Rumble!

A red flicker of vanity pierced the ground, shaking the white ground into a massive entrance.

Both of them disappeared to the ground at the same time, heading downward.

Rumble!

As the quicksand gathered, Ulquiorra once again dodged out of the way.

After the third time, the white sand disappeared, and Qinghe appeared in a crack in the rock wall.

Rustling... Hiss...

The moment Qinghe landed, he felt countless chaotic spiritual pressures.

"Is this a paradise of the void?"

The tense Qinghe pressed against the truth, sweeping around - dense blue light in the darkness.

"Qinghe, the next road... You need to go on your own. ”

The spiritual pressure on Ulquiola's body spread, and the Void gathered around him immediately fled—the horror of the Superior Great Void, they knew best.

Qinghe wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and nodded slightly... Ulquiora wouldn't stop him from killing Kylian, but she wouldn't help him slaughter his kind.

"I hope that the next time we meet, you have the qualifications to let me make a move."

This month together, the two talked a lot... So Ulquiorla decided to go and find his companions.

"Okay." Qinghe didn't expect the two of them to be friends or anything... Not to mention the difference in rank, the values are different, and even the race is different.

It is already an extremely rare thing for the two to get along peacefully.

Ulquiorla took one last deep look at Kiyowa, as if to carve his appearance... It's this god of death, who says that the void also has a mind, and he also tries to comprehend this thing.

"Goodbye."

With Ulquiorra gone, the spiritual pressure that terrified the void disappeared at the same time.

Kiyowa didn't linger too long, and hurried out of the crevice—he was already feeling the pressure of Killian's great, chaotic spirit.

After 1 minute, Kiyowa appeared and saw large rocky ground and cliffs.

Also saw towering huge tree trunks, some greenery... and the small void groups that gathered once again, and the many hovering Killian groups in the distance.

"This is a good place to level up..."Qinghe was not afraid of these little voids, but was a little eager to try.

In the next second, all sorts of vanities pounced... Qinghe Xianghui disappeared in place.

When it reappears, the truth comes to page 60, on which is engraved the chant: The wind gathers into form, and the rush becomes the blade; Green light, reproduction, shining; Frozen on the walls of time! - Sixty-one of the broken paths, the blazing light of the teeth.

Qinghe, who raised his hand, mixed his spiritual power and spiritual son, instantly gathered a three-meter diameter green disc in front of him.

The next moment the wind gathered, and the green laser spread out from the center, forming a straight ray.

"Die."

Kiyowa began to spin, and the green disc moved with his movements—annihilating everything in its path under the brilliant green light.

After a lap, the high-level ghost path in Qinghe's hand disappeared, and the void that rushed over him could no longer be seen.

The powdered soul particles were also absorbed by the truth, leaving no trace.

"It's time to stop..."

Before he finished speaking, Qinghe saw that the surroundings were once again densely packed with voids.

Slapped in the face at the speed of light, he closed the truth for the first time, and his head would not leave here... These voids are much more ferocious than those on earth.