The members of the prison family arrived punctually, dressed in light black aristocratic clothes, lined with white sumptuous clothes, and their temples were tied with star-tied hairstyles.

The leader was still the Prison Criminal, and unlike the last time they met, he held a scroll with a black air flow in his hands.

A tyrannical and ferocious aura came to his face, as if the scroll had a Wastold.

"Your colleagues are willing to help, and I thank you on behalf of the head of the family."

The prison criminals bowed down and saluted, and their attitude was extremely sincere, and they couldn't find the slightest fault in etiquette.

Under the guidance of the Prison Criminal, several members of the team released a powerful spiritual pressure and sealed it near the scroll.

As the scroll opened, black air rushed out of it, hanging above the zenith like a waterfall of light.

The huge portal gradually emerged in the air flow like a mountain, and a terrifying sense of oppression gradually enveloped everyone's hearts.

Unlike the coercion of spiritual pressure, this oppression is like the whole world unleashing its malice towards people.

To be precise, it should be malicious to life!

On either side of the portal, there is a huge skeleton, like a doorman guarding it.

On it, a dark curtain of light flowed like congealed blood.

Gates of Hell.

The members of the nobility were shocked by the situation in front of them and could not recover for a long time.

It wasn't until the prison sin Guizhi reminded them that they followed the steps they had said before, stepped forward one by one, and poured their spiritual pressure into it.

The god of death, who has mastered the beginning of the solution, pierced into the gate of hell with the sword of slashing.

As this ritual continued, the gates of hell, which had been trembling slightly, gradually stabilized, and the world behind the gates seemed to calm down, and there were no more waves.

When it was the wind tracing turn, he simply poured spiritual pressure into it, and then took two steps back, away from the gates of hell.

In this regard, he gave the explanation: "We are currently in a critical period, and we cannot use the Slashing Knife. ”

The members of the Prison Culprit didn't seem to care, nodding their heads and not paying much attention.

This time, with the spiritual support of the five noble members, the turmoil in the gates of hell was completely subsided, and everything returned to the beginning.

At the end of the ceremony, the Gates of Hell returned to the scroll, and the black air currents were all converging in it, and there was no longer the ferocious and tyrannical aura of the previous one.

After expressing his gratitude to everyone again, he also took his family members and returned to the Lingling Court first.

Zhibo pointed to the people present, and said to Zhibo Haiyan next to him:

"See, these are the members of the other nobles, and these are still insignificant parts."

"If you want to revitalize the Shiba family, the first premise is to have ten or eight ...... with Shiba."

Before he could finish his words, he was covered by the red-faced Shiba Haiyan.

"For the old disrespectful old guy, can't you just look at the occasion before talking?!"

Zhibo forcibly broke his palm, breathed greedily, and said sideways: "I'm an elder, you kid respect me!" ”

"Separated!"

"The elders of the divided family are also elders!"

Zhibo said angrily, "Now that the burden of the family is all on Ling, if you don't hurry up, the Zhibo family should be removed from the five nobles." ”

"Haiyan, you can have a snack!"

……

Looking at the uncle and nephew who were playing treasure, everyone fell into silence.

For some reason, the five nobles, who were all five nobles, suddenly felt very ashamed.

Kuchigi Hakuya even had an expression of being beaten by the wind, and after a low command, he disappeared at the end of his sight in an instant.

The members of the Kuchiki family, who abide by the rules of nobility, can't see this kind of thing.

…………

Mao Prison, Infernal Hell.

As a prison where the most heinous beings are imprisoned, there is no concept of space in the Infernal Hell, and there are deep and dark realms in all directions.

Kenpachi was banished from there, and his whole body was sealed by the Bound Dao, and he couldn't sense the situation in the outside world at all, and he couldn't even determine the passage of time.

This is undoubtedly a kind of torture for him.

Unlike other sinners who were imprisoned in the Infernal Hell, Kenpachi's sentence would not last for thousands or even tens of thousands of years.

After all, Team 11 doesn't have the right person to be the captain at the moment.

Although Kenpachi likes to fight and often causes turmoil in the Corpse Soul Realm, on the whole, he is still a rare and powerful combat force.

Moreover, the eleventh team with him and without him are completely two different looks.

Once the war starts, Kenpachi will still have to go to the front line to fight.

At the moment, it can only be regarded as a small punishment, allowing him to stabilize for a period of time, and at the same time, he is also stable in one hand.

That's what Mao Forty-Six thinks.

Mole Castle Shuang also stood in front of Kenpachi, who had been sealed by countless bindings, and a glittering light flashed around him.

It's faint, but it's enough to illuminate the front.

"Hee-ha-ha, don't you hate this guy very much?"

A woman dressed in white appeared beside Shuangya Mole City, chattering non-stop:

"Now all you need to do is condense a blade with Lingzi, then stab him in the head, and finally stir it up a few times, and this guy will be completely dead!"

"Hee-haha-ha, if you don't want to do it, I can do it for you, all you need is your nod!"

Mole Chengshuang didn't respond, but just looked at the tall figure in front of him quietly until the light around him faded.

"Let's go, let's get out of here."

"To realize the last great ideal......"

A slightly maniacal laugh echoed through the Infernal Hell, as if there was no limit, and it was transmitted far, far away.

And as the sound gradually disappeared, the two figures also slowly disappeared into the darkness, and the endless hell fell into a never-ending dead silence again.

…………

The team building of the sixth team, the captain's deacon office.

The three of them were constantly busy in the room.

Although Kuchigi Hakuya has not been able to wash away the humiliation of the past, he still has to inherit the position of captain of the Rokuban team.

While explaining various matters, the rotten wood silver bell did not forget to tell his grandson not to change his mentality because of a temporary defeat.

For this advice from the elders, Kuchigi Hakuya chose to remain silent for the first time in a long time.

Although it is not clear why Kuchiki Ginsuzu is so concerned about this matter, there is no doubt that his shame has spread among the family.

On the side, Ginginjiro sorted out the documents and files, and from time to time raised his eyes to look at the two who were constantly passing on their experience.

For the fact that he was able to assist two generations of the head of the Kuchigi family, Gin Ginjiro said that he was very honored and would record this matter in his family tree.

At this moment, a figure slowly stepped into the executive office, looked around with a calm gaze, and finally landed on Ginginjiro's body.

Thanks to the big guy Darek in the forest for the tip

(End of chapter)