The pillars of fire and the thunder hell gradually disappeared, the violent wind still howled, the earth let out an overwhelming wail, and hundreds of miles of territory were erased by several meters of height.

The crimson and blue-purple rays poured over each other, canceling each other out, diffusing beneath the billowing black clouds at a speed visible to the naked eye.

As far as the eye can see, the charred earth glows with a blazing scent, and the red-colored magma flows in it, making a gurgling sound.

The aftermath reverberated in all directions, and the forests and mountains were razed to the ground, reduced to ashes, blended into the charred earth, and swept under the gray dome.

The two men on the battlefield seem to realize that their destructive power is too amazing, and instead abandon the use of the Slashing Knife, and use pure white fighting skills to fight each other.

The style of the battle has changed over and over again.

The captains endured their horror and looked towards the center of the battlefield.

An old man and a young man beat each other, and the two completely gave up their defenses, as if they wanted to vent all the resentment in their hearts for a while.

When everything calms down, whether it is Yamamoto Motoyanagisai Shigekoku or Tsunaya Dai, they all look different.

The exposed sturdy body is blue and purple, mixed with abnormal dark red bruises from time to time, and the arms are even purple like lack of oxygen, which is terrifying to look at.

There were tears all over the skin, and blood gushed out of them, soaking their bodies separately.

However, with such an embarrassed posture, no captain dared to underestimate them, but the horror in his heart became heavier and heavier.

The aftermath dissipated, the heavy clouds of the zenith remained, and a suffocating sense of oppression covered the hearts of the people like mountains.

After a few more minutes of fist-and-bone bombardment, the battle came to an end.

Yamamoto Motoyanagisai Shigekuni left this extremely messy battlefield, and he didn't even take a second look at the captains.

The battle was stalemate, the record was equal, and there was no winner or loser.

Like a salted fish that has been salted, Sufeng lies on the ground, letting the ashes stain his body, but he doesn't mean to move.

Jingle Chunshui looked at the back of Yamamoto Motoyanagisai with a complicated expression, and suddenly realized that it was much more rickety than before.

There was no result in this battle on the surface, but the two sides of the battle knew the outcome from the bottom of their hearts.

If it's really a battle of life and death......

Jingle Chunshui shook his head and didn't think much about it.

For him, both Yamamoto Motoyanagisai and Sufeng are equally important.

It is normal for the two to have a small argument, after all, they are both complete individuals, and it is normal to have different ideas.

After this battle, perhaps the relationship between the master and apprentice will be a little closer.

Just as he was thinking, the flower of Mao beside him was lightly pointed, and the light instantaneous step technique unfolded, and suddenly fell on Su Feng's side.

"The Seventh Return, Sen Luo Shengsheng."

Specks of green light poured out from the fingertips of the flower and fell on the chest like stars, and the superficial wound suddenly recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Slippery, cold fingers slid lightly over his heaving chest, healing the horrific wounds that had cracked due to overexertion.

"It's too messy......"

Uno Hanari crouched beside Su Feng and whispered in his ear.

Hearing this, Su Feng raised his eyebrows: "Are you talking about me or the old man?" ”

"Does it make a difference?" Uno Hanari's voice is gentle, but there is no lack of blame.

Tracing the wind salted fish turned over, sat up suddenly, and looked directly at the watery eyes of the woman in front of him:

"It's clear that the old man of the mountain wants to test the so-called instrument indiscriminately."

"What else do you say if you want to wear a crown must bear its weight, this crown has been worn for decades, is he only aware of it now?"

Mao Zhihua was silent, increasing the spiritual pressure of the return path, and the white hands pressed lightly on the sturdy body, soothing the blood that had been piled up.

It's like the treatment that Su Feng treated her after she fought with Su Feng.

Seeing that the battle was over and there were no casualties, the captains also gradually left the place, leaving only Uno Hanari to listen to the words of Su Feng Crooked Bibab.

Broken Bee stood in the distance, looking at the two of them in the burning ashes, biting his lower lip, and a hint of unwillingness appeared in his pupils.

But after a moment of hesitation, that unwillingness became a strong grievance.

At this moment, she seems to have returned to the time when she was left behind by the night of Sifeng Courtyard......

……

……

The Soul Court was boiling again, and this time it was even more violent than when Aizen defected.

Although the captains were silent about the outcome of the battle, judging from their silence, this battle between master and apprentice must have exceeded everyone's expectations.

As a result, all kinds of outrageous rumors began to spread in the Ling Court and even in the entire Corpse Soul Realm.

"Do you know, the captain found out that Captain Wind Tracer had violated the law, and in a fit of rage, he attacked him, almost killing Captain Wind Tracer on the spot!"

"No, how did I hear that it was Captain Tracer who beat up the captain?"

"Pure, you two don't know the inside story at all, my cousin's seventh uncle and grandfather are the seat officials of the Eighth Brigade, and in his words, Captain Tracing Wind cut off the arm of the captain in that battle!"

"So, what the hell is going on, isn't Captain Tracing a disciple of the Chief Captain, how could they break out into such a terrible battle?"

"I heard that it was Captain Tracing Wind who forcibly occupied the entire Female Reaper Association, and he proclaimed adultery every day, which was so absurd that the captain couldn't stand it."

"No, how did I hear that Captain Tracing Wind raised a group of fair-skinned and beautiful women?"

“……”

Rumors like this continued to spread among the Thirteen Guardian Teams, so much so that even the ghosts and nobles couldn't contain their curiosity and joined the discussion.

After all, gossip is the fourth greatest human instinct.

A little gossip on weekdays is enough to make this group of melon-eating people discuss for ten days and half a month, and now that they have finally eaten the heads of the two most powerful people in the corpse soul world, how can they let them go?

As a loyal fan of Yamamoto Motoyanagisai Shigekoku, Komamura Left Formation naturally would not let similar rumors circulate among his team.

And the Jingle Chunshui of the team next door is the incarnation of the musician in situ, wandering around collecting all kinds of outrageous rumors.

Su Feng didn't pay much attention to this, because he had more important things to do.

……

……

Technology Development Agency.

Because Yamamoto Motoyanagisai is no longer obsessed with the matter of regulations, the virtual experiment is directly put on the surface.

It is strongly supported by Tenbay Shusuke and Kifuneto.

Virtual Laboratory.

The twisted sarcoma still grows on the wall, and is a little more alive than before, and a large number of black blood vessels extend from it, outlining an organ like a heart.

Nirvana has his own unique views on aesthetics.

Treading on the carpet of flesh and blood that was handed over to black and red, Su Feng stared earnestly at the people who arranged the experiment.

Although the data of the blurring experiment has been listed, the only ones who have really succeeded are Mole Castle Shuangya and Kano Yamon.

And there is a certain coincidence in the blurring of these two people.

In Nirvana's view, their success has no reference value.

Strictly speaking, the current Kifune Li is the first virtual experiment subject he is responsible for.

Under the unloving gaze of Kibune Risao, Nirvana picked up a syringe filled with a white viscous liquid and injected it directly into his right arm, which was full of pinholes.

As the white viscous liquid entered, Kifune's expression gradually distorted, and a large amount of white bone oozed out of its pores, condensed into an exoskeleton-like armor that covered its body.

In an instant, the tyrannical spiritual pressure filled the laboratory, and Guifuneli's eyes were blood-red, completely losing his mind, and he struggled frantically under the restraints, and one after another materialized spiritual pressure light bloomed in his body.

The whole person became bloated and crazy.

"Is there any concrete way to help him through this dangerous phase?"

Su Feng frowned, "If every void is like this, it would be a big project to make all the captains blur. ”

Kifune's roar continued, like a beast.

Nirvana pushed the strange glasses that she had worn on the bridge of her nose at some point, glanced at Kifune Li who was struggling on the operating table with a little pity, and then turned around and said seriously:

"I'm sorry, dear Captain Windtrace."

"This is one of the necessary conditions for voiding, and it is impossible to break the boundaries of the Grim Reaper's soul without paying a price."

"You must defeat the void in your heart before you can fully control it."

"The only thing we can do about this is to suppress it and avoid even more damage from the Grim Reaper at this stage."

"But there's one thing you can rest assured."

Nirvana glanced at Kifuna, who was making a howling sound, with a blank face, "The Void Poison I injected has been carefully calculated, and it will not cause any burden to his soul. ”

"The void in his heart will also match it in terms of strength."

"Unless this person is mediocre to the extreme, he will be devoured by the void and completely turned into an irrational ......"

Su Feng nodded slightly, agreeing with Nirvana's statement.

While the two were talking, the white bone on Kifune's body faded as quickly as a tide, and the tyrannical spiritual pressure gradually disappeared into the atmosphere.

"It worked." The corners of Nirvana's mouth widened, and there was a hint of madness in his smile, "This captain's first successful virtual experiment. ”

"It's time for the record."

"Next is, the captain of the third team, ...... of Tempe's embroidery"

With a snap of his fingers, the carpet of flesh cracked in the middle, and Kibune Li slowly fell into the dark underground along with the operating table.

Followed by the rise of the same loveless Tempey embroidery.

In the past few days in the Technology Development Bureau, he already knows what he wants to do, and he understands the risks of virtual experiments.

Although Sukaze gave him the right to refuse, after thinking about it, Tenbei Embroidery still chose to accept the virtual experiment.

The reason is just because Yunjing Xiaojue was discovered by Sufeng and sentenced to death.

In order to repay this kindness, and at the same time, in order to be able to better protect the corpse soul realm with stronger strength, Tianbei Xiusuke lay on the operating table.

"Captain Tracing the Wind, be sure to pay attention to the status of the blocking device."

When Nirvana was injecting Tenbei Xiusuke with the void poison, he suddenly raised his head and said, "The Death Reaper after the void will greatly improve in strength. ”

"Once he breaks free, the virtual laboratory I built with great difficulty will suffer."

Su Feng nodded, indicating that he was clear.

Seeing this, Nirvana slowly pushed the piston core rod, and the poison was injected into Tenbei Embroidery's right arm little by little.

Unfolded exactly like Kifune's Ri, a large amount of white bone enveloped Tenbei Shusuke's body, turning it into a hideous void.

An even more violent spiritual pressure filled the laboratory, and the containment device on the operating table suddenly burst open the cracks and crumbled.

"Ninety-Nine Forbidden."

Su Feng's lips and teeth opened lightly, and in his surprised gaze, he released a surging spiritual pressure, and the materialized light condensed into black leather strips and nails, instantly imprisoning Tianbei Xiusuke's hands and feet.

"No. 2: Swastika."

"The first song, stop the tension."

It was another chant of two ghost mantras, and white strips of cloth burst out in the spiritual pressure light, and in an instant they were wrapped around Tenbei Shusuke's body.

In an instant, the hideous and terrifying Void Monster was tied up into a mummy, and even its roar became dull and low, and there was no threat at all.

Nirvana took a deep look at Tenbei Embroidery on the operating table, and then his eyes fell on Su Feng's body, and the surprise in his eyes almost condensed into substance.

The ninety-nine bound path that started to break the chant was only possible in his impression that only the former Great Oni Dao chief, Ling Tiezhai and Trolling, Kiryu, could do it.

As for power......

The two are not on the same level at all!

The process of Tenbei Embroidery's voiding lasted for quite some time, from noon to the early hours of the next morning, and the tyrannical void spirit pressure filled almost every corner of the laboratory.

The twisted and deformed sarcoma on the wall became more and more active under the nourishment of its spiritual pressure, and the thumping heartbeat was like a heavy hammer hitting a drum, which was extremely heavy.

"Hah, it worked."

Nirvana, who had been staring at the changes in the data on the screen, suddenly spoke.

Su Feng also noticed the change in the spiritual pressure of Tianbei Xiusuke, tyrannical convergence, and sanity returned.

With the lifting of the ninety-ninth bondage, the pale and tired Tenbei Sesuke also appeared in front of the two.

"Fortunately, the big void in my heart was defeated by me."

At Nirvana's signal, Tenbei Shosuke began to narrate the whole process of fighting with the Great Void in his heart.

This battle can be described as extremely difficult for him.

Because he was embodied in his heart, he did not have a tapir knife, and his strength was greatly reduced.

"As I calculated, the tapir knife is not only not the slightest help for the virtual experiment, but will affect the success rate."

Nirvana glanced at the recorded words, nodded with satisfaction, and then looked at Su Feng beside him, and asked:

"Dear Captain Tracing Wind, which captain to start with......

Thank you for the reward of the magic boss, and thank you for the monthly ticket recommendation of the big guys

(End of chapter)