"Who the hell are you?"

At this time, Bailegang was extremely vigilant, and he had just been abused by the wind tracer, and he was extremely suspicious of any death.

"Take it in stride." A voice came from the throne, "The demeanor of a king can no longer be seen." ”

"Bailegon, you seem to have been scared by the other party."

As soon as these words came out, the body of Bailegang below suddenly shook, and after a moment of silence, it was like a volcanic eruption of furious anger.

A large amount of black aura erupted like a blowout, and the place where it stood corroded wildly downward, and countless rock foundations turned into dust.

This action perfectly illustrates what impotent rage is.

The figure on the throne was unmoved, and his expression remained indifferent, as if nothing in the world was enough to cause a change in his mood.

"Anger without strength is like the name of this sword."

The silver-white blade slowly pulled out of its scabbard, revealing it to the enraged Balgaon with the tip downward.

"Mirrored Flowers and Water ......"

As soon as the words fell, the black aura swept upwards, and everything in its path turned into ashes and dust, completely disappeared into the atmosphere, and all traces were erased.

However, when the tidal wave was about to touch the throne, it turned around strangely and fell to the right.

The huge stone pillars hundreds of meters high collapsed and shattered in an instant under the erosion of the black aura, scattering into the desert.

But within the sight of Balegon.

His vaunted supreme power was easily and completely erased by the figure on the throne, as if there was an endless abyss ahead of him, and no matter how much the power of aging was invested, it would be swallowed up.

The white bones and teeth opened and closed, and the skeletal face showed an unconcealable disbelief and incomprehension.

The scene was even more incomprehensible to him than the near-one-sided battle that had taken place before.

The other party didn't even release too much spiritual pressure, it wiped out his power, could it be that in these millions of years, the god of death had reached a level that he couldn't touch?

"Behold, Balgaon, thou art like a narrow-minded frog that sits in a well and watches the heavens, self-righteously considering all that is within sight of the world."

On the throne, an indifferent voice echoed, spreading to the entire palace.

"Submit to me, Balgaon Ruissenbon."

"In this way, I will give you further strength and a whole new world."

"At the same time, you will also have the courage to face the wind of Tsunayoyo again......"

Balgaon stood on one of the few intact floors, his hollow eyes fixed on the throne, black aura burning like flames on his purple coat.

Surprisingly, he did not immediately refute the other party's statement.

Everything that is happening today is beyond its original understanding.

The Void Circle is still the Void Circle, but the Corpse Soul Realm is no longer the Corpse Soul Realm he knows.

One by one, these Grim Reapers, who came out of nowhere, wreaked havoc on his territory like monsters.

What's even more terrifying is that as the king of the void circle, in front of these gods of death, he is as weak as a low-level void that has just evolved.

No matter how angry the roar is, it is only the wailing of the weak in their eyes.

After being silent for a long time, Bailegang slowly spoke, and his voice was a little hoarse and bitter in the vicissitudes of life:

"Does the new world really exist......

On the throne, a gentle smile reappeared, and behind the lenses, the deep gaze fell:

"Of course it is, the real throne is far above the sky."

"And remember my name, the existence that helped you reach the new world, Aizen Sosuke......"

Under the cold moonlight, the silver-white blade next to the throne tilted, and a strange light flashed on the blade......

…………

Corpse Soul Realm, Technology Development Bureau.

The void tore, a crack like the teeth of a beast appearing in the center of Laboratory Nine.

At the edge of the wall, several sophisticated instruments and equipment are running at high speed, and several researchers in white coats are busy around.

They seemed to have long been accustomed to the change in the middle of the research room, and they were not moved at all.

The researchers who can appear here are also their own people who have been carefully selected by Nirvana and are trustworthy.

At the very least, they wouldn't spread the information that Su Feng and the others often exchanged between the Corpse Soul Realm and the Void Circle.

As the black cavity fluctuated to capture, Nirvana and Kiyonosuke Yamada appeared in Laboratory Nine for the first time, looking expectantly into the deep darkness.

Correspondingly, with the expansion of the black cavity, the great void spirit pressure belonging to the level of Achucas filled the research room wantonly, and the tyrannical aura was permeated, and a sense of depression fell heavily.

"What a dear Captain Windcrawler."

The corners of Nirvana's mouth were grinning, and her golden teeth reflected brightly under the bright light:

"He is the only one who can easily bring back qualified experimental samples from the imaginary circle."

Kiyoyuki Yamada nodded in agreement: "The strength of Lord Sufeng is far beyond our imagination. ”

"Maybe in another hundred years, the title of the strongest god of death will be replaced."

Since becoming the head of the Mao Shoyakuin, Kiyonosuke Yamada seems to have returned to his original trajectory of fate and become a retainer of the Tsunayoyo family.

The only difference is that the person he is loyal to has changed from Tsunaya Shitan to Tsunayo Tracing the Wind.

Bulbul put down his work and prepared to go to the vicinity of the Black Chamber to pick up the Yachucas that Su Feng had brought back from the Void Circle.

He's done this work many times, and there's not the slightest bit of danger.

Every time the Yachukas brought back by the wind tracer, he would be bound to several times, and the whole void was like a rice dumpling that had been tied.

"The Achucas, who Captain Tracing brought back this time, seems to be extremely irritable in terms of spiritual pressure......"

He muttered quietly, his hands spread, and the spiritual pressure was permeated, turning into a ghost path enchantment.

However, at this moment, a huge stag figure rushed out of the black cavity, and the hard antlers slammed into the ghost path barrier.

Only a click was heard, and the enchantment shattered in response, and Bulzhou subconsciously widened his eyes, but he had no time to react, and could only watch the antlers crash against his bell-like body.

Boom!

A large green body flew into the air, and then slammed to the ground, spreading flat on the floor like a jelly.

"Enemy, be careful, Lord Wind Tracing is careful, I have sensed the threat of spiritual pressure!"

Apacchi's body tensed, and he stood on the edge of the black cavity and looked around vigilantly, "It's not as dangerous as you say, these Grim Reapers' are ready for battle!" ”

"Get out of the way, stupid, your big ass is blocking the exit!"

A roar like a lion's roar came from the black cavity, and the huge fleshy palm flew out of the darkness and slapped Apache away.

A lioness with a body no less than a giant stag stepped out of the black cavity with her head held high, staring at the researchers in Laboratory Nine with a fierce and ferocious gaze, and finally landed on Nirvana and Kiyonosuke Yamada with stunned faces.

"It's just a bunch of rubbish." Mira stared at the two of them, "It's just that these two guys feel a little bit dangerous." ”

As soon as the words fell, another huge python tens of meters long crawled out of the black cavity, and above the hard and bony snake head, a white figure sat helplessly.

"The guy you flew on was called Bulbul, and he was just going to take over your placement."

Su Feng sighed, not understanding why these three became like this, they were fine before they fell into a coma.

"These are my own people, so I don't need to be so vigilant."

Hearing this, the three Yachukas also restrained their spiritual pressure, and stood respectfully and neatly on the edge of the black cavity, waiting for Su Feng's order.

Nirvana had recovered from his stunned look, the corners of his mouth grinning to the sides, and his golden teeth were revealed:

"Captain Wind Tracing Force, I'm very interested in your experience in the Void Circle!"

"Me too." Kiyonosuke Yamada expressed his opinion.

Tracing the wind disappeared from the top of Sunsun's head in an instant, and came to the two of them, briefly recounting what had happened in the void.

"In other words, after you saved them, the other party's attitude changed drastically?"

"To be precise, it's like this when we first met."

When Su Feng used the black coffin to counteract the aging power of Bailegang, Sunsun and the others had already passed out in a coma due to their injuries.

All he did was to return to his life and treat them with his life.

Perhaps, in the worldview of the Great Void, it is often so simple and crude.

In the eyes of Sunsun and them, the hero's reward after saving the United States is nothing more than a personal promise.

However, due to the deviation of species and the large difference in size, allegiance became the only option.

Right now, apart from Heribel, Wind Trail is the most important existence in their minds.

Even if his identity is the Grim Reaper.

"Do you want to experiment with them?" Nirvana's smile was a little weird, "Captain Tracing Wind is really hard-hearted. ”

"Don't put on that disgusting face." Su Feng sneered disdainfully, "The face-breaking experiment has been perfected, and even if there is a risk, it has been minimized. ”

"I've already explained this to them."

"Do your best to complete the Face-Breaking of Yachucas, there will still be Vastod waiting for you to do it."

"If there is an accident at any time, the process will be extended indefinitely until the success rate of the face breaking reaches 100 percent."

Nirvana's eyes lit up, as if she had discovered some rare treasure.

For him, Yachucas had studied countless times, and there were no secrets at all.

But Wastod is different.

So far, the Vastod he had seen was no more than part of the body of Sal Apollo sent by the wind.

The real living Wastod only exists in the records of the Twelve.

"What a worthy captain of the wind tracing team!" Nirvana's smile narrowed a little, "Perfectly grasp the flaws in other people's personalities." ”

"Wastold's face-breaking experiment, just thinking about it makes people so excited that they can't breathe!"

But as the words were spoken, his expression also revealed a bit of madness.

Kiyonosuke Yamada, who was standing beside him, was much more restrained, at least on the surface, he was still natural, but the inexplicable light that appeared from time to time in the depths of his eyes betrayed the thoughts in his heart.

However, the morbid performance of the two still made Sunsun and the others humbly jealous, and their huge bodies instinctively gathered around Su Feng's side.

In their opinion, in this strange environment, the only one who can be trusted is Lord Sufeng.

On the side, Ah Jin and several scientific researchers laboriously pulled out a stall of green jelly from the ground, trying to restore the battered Bulzhou through the inflator.

After Nirvana became the captain of the Twelfth Team, his self-transformation behavior triggered a large number of scientific researchers to follow suit, and Bulry was one of them.

After being hit head-on by Apacchi's antlers, he only turned into a state similar to a droplet of flesh, and did not suffer substantial damage.

After calming down the restlessness in her heart for a while, Nirvana re-spoken:

"Captain Wind Tracing Captain, there's one more thing you need to pay attention to."

"Those geniuses you brought back from Soul Street have caused a little 'little trouble'......"

(End of chapter)