[Self-discipline daily task completed!] 】

[The spiritual pressure has been improved, and it is currently a super-grade spiritual power!] 】

[Hell Will On!] 】

Yamamoto Motoyanagisai is still saddened by the passing of his old friends again, but Sufeng has long been immersed in the acquisition of the new power of the will of hell.

Destroying the dead and maintaining the peace of the court of the dead is a perfect fit for the needs of self-discipline in daily tasks.

The increase in spiritual pressure is still expected.

What level it is, it's really hard to estimate Su Feng himself.

When he was in the Spirit King Palace before, in the battle with the first guard of the main soldier department, the human sword that surpassed the swastika was further integrated, making his spiritual pressure surpass the first guard of the main soldier department in the state of the first solution.

As for the great monk under the swastika, it is probably almost meaningful.

However, after the current wave of promotion, at least the name will not be easily erased.

As for the will of hell......

The pupils of the wind were glowing with gilded light, and the majestic coercion instantly permeated the battlefield, the ground collapsed, countless cracks began to crumble, and a large amount of phosphorus gas began to gather spontaneously towards the wind.

The spiritual pressure released from the outside began to climb higher and higher.

The entire Reaper of the Soul Court felt the fluctuation of this spiritual pressure, and no matter how strong or weak they were, they all looked in the direction where Su Feng was with a frightened gaze, trying to find the source of the spiritual pressure.

But those who are familiar with the wind are aware that a certain pervert seems to be stronger than before.

Jingle Chunshui slashed down a hell jailer with his backhand, and looked at the sky in shock, countless phosphorus gases gathered on the pillar of spiritual pressure light that rushed to the sky, making it deeper and darker.

"What's this kid taking again?"

He didn't understand.

It's also the Grim Reaper.,Why are there monsters that can keep getting stronger.,It's as if there's no upper limit at all.。

He used to think that the son of Zhiba's Yixin family was perverted enough, and in just over ten years, he had accomplished many achievements that the god of death could not achieve in hundreds of years or even a lifetime.

Even at that time, there was a big gap between Sukaze and Ichigo.

But now he suddenly realized that he was wrong, and he was very wrong.

Sufeng's strength progress is a little slow compared to Ichigo, but it can't withstand strong staying power.

From the captain-level Grim Reaper, to wrestling with the old man of the mountain, to slashing the anti-membrane with a knife, and later ascending to the Spirit King Palace to fight with the leader of Team Zero.

Jingle Chunshui has almost watched the wind grow step by step to the present.

It was precisely because of this that the shock in his heart was the strongest.

Obviously, everyone was still in the same echelon not long ago, and you threw me twice in the blink of an eye, can it be a little more excessive?

However, Sufeng tells you with facts that it is indeed possible.

"It's too much."

Jingle Chunshui was indignant, and slashed another hell jailer with his backhand, and his strength was a little stronger than before.

Because Yamamoto Motoyanagisai is the closest to Sufeng, he also feels this spiritual pressure that is completely different from that of death more intuitively.

The moment the will of hell appeared, the nature of the spiritual pressure of the wind completely changed.

Compared to the spiritual pressure of the Death God Great Void Annihilation Master, the spiritual pressure of the Wind Trace is more aggressive and domineering.

With the same amount of spiritual pressure against the bombardment, the winner will definitely be the wind.

This is the most intuitive feeling of Yamamoto Motoyanagisai.

He didn't understand what was going on with Su Feng, and from the subtleties alone, he could vaguely tell that there might be a certain connection with hell.

Yamamoto Motoyanagisai, who realized this, suddenly turned extremely ugly.

The whispered words rang out, and the five fingers of his right hand clenched the dark purple hilt, and the green tendons on the back of his hand were exposed, and wisps of flame escaped between his fingers.

"Controlled by Hell?"

"The old man will never allow this kind of thing to happen!"

"...... Swastika"

The blazing temperature soared again, and the water began to evaporate violently, a scale that even spread to the entire Corpse Soul Realm.

"Old man, what are you doing?"

Just as Yamamoto Motoyanagisai was about to launch a swastika to sever the connection between Sukaze and Hell, Sufeng suddenly reined in the spiritual pressure, and even the gilded color in his pupils faded.

"Whew, just recover."

Yamamoto Motoyanagisai saw the return of the cheap temperament of the past, and immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

Although I don't know what it will look like to be manipulated by hell, this cheap temperament is the only one of the scorpions.

Rao is that he has lived for two or three thousand years, and he has only seen such a person with such a temperament as Su Feng.

"What the hell just happened?"

Yamamoto Motoyanagisai frowned and asked, "You just suddenly burst out of spiritual pressure, and countless phosphorus qi gathered towards you, and even your eyes turned gilded. ”

"The momentum is even more ......"

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Su Feng: "Is it similar to the reverse bone to hide them?" ”

Yamamoto Motoyanagisai nodded, his expression solemn.

If this is a side effect of killing the Hell dead, then the next battle is not suitable for Sufeng to continue to participate.

He has an old body, and he can still contribute to the corpse soul world for the last time.

But Sufeng is different, before the great evils such as Youhabach and Aizen are ambushed, he is the only hope in the Corpse Soul Realm, and there must be no mistakes.

As a remnant of the old era, for the birth of the new era, he Yamamoto Motoyanagi Chongguo is willing to sacrifice his life!

"Uh, how do you say that?"

Su Feng was a little hesitant, and he didn't know how to express it for a while.

It's not that I don't trust Yamamoto Motoyanagisai, but it's really inconvenient to tell it all.

The effect and effect of the will of hell were far more amazing than he expected.

If the Hell Will of Hell is the existence that controls the entire Hell Realm, then after he activates the power of the Hell Will, it is equivalent to a small Hell walking in the Three Realms.

In terms of specific effects, the nature of spiritual pressure has changed, the strength of spiritual pressure has been improved, and all aspects of strength have also made great progress.

Don't say much.

Now Su Feng has 100% confidence to go to the white pen and text of the first soldier of the main headquarters of the immune army.

The vast majority of rule-based abilities have been neutralized against them.

The only thing he is afraid of is the Aizen Sosuke who doesn't know what level he has evolved, and Yuhabach, who "opens his eyes".

It seems that there is still hell, and there are strong people born in millions of years......

The more the wind counted, the cold sweat broke out.

For a moment, I suddenly felt that the so-called will of hell was nothing more than that.

You also need to keep a low profile......

"If it's inconvenient to say, don't say it."

Yamamoto Motoyanagisai is not the kind of character who gets to the bottom of things, he only needs to determine whether Sufeng is still his rebel, and it is enough.

"The crisis in the Corpse Soul Realm has not yet been resolved."

He turned around and launched an instantaneous step towards the most chaotic precinct of spiritual pressure, "We haven't had time to rest yet. ”

"Let's go our separate ways......"

Looking at its distant back, Su Feng silently withdrew the words that had come to his lips.

Perhaps the former Yamamoto Motoyanagisai Shigekoku was indifferent and cruel, but now his character has undergone earth-shaking changes in the millennium.

The current Yamamoto Motoyanagisai is not only the head of the thirteenth team of the Protector Court worthy of respect, but also an elder who is willing to consider his subordinates and even his disciples.

"I hope all the best."

Su Feng disposed of the "corpses" left on the battlefield, and then disappeared in place.

The infestation of the infernal dead continued, and the jailers continued to climb out of the Soul Court and even into the cracks in the earth as if they had no upper limit.

Although a large number of people can die with a single punch, there is still no sign of any reduction.

After a few attempts, Su Feng gave up on this senseless move and went to the location where Nirvana's spiritual pressure appeared.

In cases where brute force alone is ineffective, it may be possible to pin your hopes on science.

…………

"I'm sorry, Captain Windtrace."

Nirvana pulled his fingers and said, "I can't find a targeted method right now, if I give it a while......

He didn't go any further.

At the moment, the Ling Ling Court is in danger, and if it drags on for a while, maybe the entire Corpse Soul Realm will be wiped out, and even if a way to deal with it is researched at that time, it will be useless.

Su Feng frowned deeply.

Since his debut, it is the first time that he has encountered a problem that cannot be solved by force.

Do you want him to directly destroy the entire Lingling Court like the destruction of the valley, so as to solve all the crises?

"After the calculations and surveys of the Technology Development Agency these days."

Nirvana taps on the keyboard, and in the spirit of chaos and riot, the projection is placed on the metal wall, revealing a ruin-like image.

"This is the gate of hell guarded by the prison criminals."

"We have found the corresponding fragments in the prison convict before, although it is not clear who broke it, but judging from the perspective of force, it is very likely that a powerful force erupted from both inside and outside, thus destroying this regular hell gate."

During the lecture, Nirvana performed a multi-line operation, simulating the shattering of the gates of hell on the projection.

Su Feng nodded thoughtfully: "And then?" ”

"This means that a single force cannot destroy the gates of hell."

"Well, listening to your words is like listening to your words."

Nirvana also seemed to notice the inappropriateness of his words, and secretly wiped a cold sweat to explain in more detail:

"Except that there may be people who cooperate with the dead in hell."

"Also, the Gates of Hell only need to be repaired to perfection, and the dead can be sealed back in them until the next time the Gates of Hell are broken."

"How to fix it?" Su Feng spread his hands, "I'm pretty good at destroying this piece, and another hell gate can break it for you." ”

Inaba Shadow Wolf accosted on the side, "Actually, it's simple, the hell gate only needs two necessary items to complete the construction. ”

"What?"

"Spiritual pressure beyond the boundaries of species and the will of hell."

When he heard these two necessary items, Su Feng's expression was immediately stunned.

Before he could ask, Inhatage Wolf Zo told him how he had deduced.

"There's a lot of knowledge about hell in the prison family."

"Through the analysis of this time, I found that the existence of hell and the boundary are similar."

"But strictly speaking, the Broken Realm can only be regarded as a passage world between the Corpse Soul Realm Void Circle and the present world."

"Hell is another world separate from the Three Realms."

"The existence of the Gates of Hell can be regarded as a large Piercing Gate to some extent, or a black cavity."

"When constructing the Gate of Hell, you only need to force the Black Cavity Ghost Path that destroys the space to be magnified more than a thousand times to complete it."

"Captain Windtrace, you should know, right?"

Inhatage Wolf's smile was a little sneering.

It wasn't until this time that Su Feng suddenly realized that he seemed to have been calculated by this guy Nirvana again.

"When did you decide?"

Nirvana grinned, and Sen Ran's smile actually gave people a sense of reassurance.

"I've been aware of it since you burst out of spiritual pressure, Captain Wind Tracing Captain."

"Although I don't know exactly what's going on, through the analysis of the data, the nature of your spiritual pressure has completely changed, and it is simply the superior substitution of the spiritual pressure of the hellish dead."

"Based on this, I can't think of anything other than the will of hell."

"Was Hell chosen to be your spokesman, dear Captain Windtrace?"

Looking at the smug smile in front of him, Su Feng was silent for the time being.

This answer can only be said to be very close, but not quite.

"Based on the information received, it is speculated that the Will of Hell may not be able to control the escape of these dead, so it has chosen you, Captain of the Wind Tracer, as its spokesperson."

Nirvana continued, "After plunging the dead back into Hell, create a new Gate of Hell to ...... them again"

Su Feng couldn't bear to continue listening, and turned his gaze to the figure next to him.

Inhata Shadow Wolf Zo took out the prepared Hell Gate Ghost Path spell very interestingly, and explained the details at the same time.

"Because the Gates of Hell are broken, the exact location of Hell can now be determined only through the Soul Burial Rite."

"The rituals needed for the sacrifice have been prepared."

Inhatage Wolf pressed the button next to him, and the metal floor in front of him suddenly parted to the sides, and was replaced by something similar to a shrine.

"It happened suddenly, and I can only prepare something simpler, but the effect is the same."

He sneered and explained, "Captain Windtrace, it's up to you next. ”

"Just build the gates of hell and let everything be at peace."

Su Feng didn't shirk it, and after roughly sweeping a glance at the ghost path incantation, he immediately activated his unique will to hell.

The gilded color once again filled the pupils, and the invisible pressure instantly spread, covering the entire Technology Development Bureau.

"Put the Stone of Soul Realm on my right hand, and hold the sword of the world with my left hand."

"The black-haired shepherd's neck-twisted chair, the black clouds are gathering, and my generation is hunting ibis."

Similar to the ghost path spell that opened the black cavity, only a few bytes have changed.

Standing in front of the shrine, Tracer communicated with his consciousness, catching an entity too large to observe.

As the chanting of the ghost path incantation ended, a thick color of blood spread over the dim sky.

A huge portal filled with a strong smell of blood appeared directly above the Technology Development Bureau.

Countless spiritual rays condensed from the bottom up, carving hideous skull reliefs on the door.

At the moment when the relief was formed, four blood-red rays of light shot out from its hollow pupils, and suddenly burst out with an extremely oppressive momentum.

The door slowly opened to the sides, and a dark red miasma and dark phosphorus diffused through it.

The dead of hell stared at the sight of the sky in amazement, unable to believe their eyes.

Their pupils were filled with unconcealable fear and shock, and their bodies trembled instinctively:

"The gates of hell, reopened?!"

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