"Hell's Gate ......"

There was a hint of fanaticism in Nirvana's expression.

"My assumption was correct."

At this moment, the door of the research room opened, and a figure wearing a green and white fisherman's hat lined with green haori walked straight in.

"The direction may be good, but the conclusion is probably wrong."

Nirvana's eyes showed a hint of disgust that could not be concealed, and few people could make him have such an expression.

Under normal circumstances, it is others who use this expression to deal with Nirvana.

"Kisuke Urahara, I hate your self-righteous tone."

Nirvana said gloomily, "It doesn't matter whether the conclusion is correct or not. ”

"The important thing is that this catastrophe, which is related to the survival of the Corpse Soul Realm, was ended under the wisdom of Lord Nirvana."

"And you, Kisuke Urahara, a person who is outdated in the times, has no effect at all."

Hearing this, Kisuke Urahara nodded approvingly, without the slightest intention of refuting.

In fact, the fact is just as Nirvana said, although he has been paying attention to the situation in the corpse soul realm all year round, but the attack of the hellish dead is violent, and he has no time to make too many preparations.

The only one who was captured before, Jiumian Jing Yantie, has never even seen it, and it is common sense to lag behind Nirvana.

"Damn ......"

For some reason, when he saw Kisuke Urahara's expression, Nirvana did not have the slightest joy of victory, but a sense of irritability filled his heart.

At this moment, Su Feng has completed the communication of hell, and has completed the construction of the gate of hell with his own spiritual pressure as the cornerstone, supplemented by ghost spells.

As imagined, the gates of hell were wide open, and countless hellish dead were swarmed into it.

The catastrophe of the Soul Court continued, the chaotic spiritual pressure filled the streets, the flames of war were boiling, and there were shouts and shouts everywhere.

"It looks like we need to put the dead back into hell."

Sufeng pondered, and then asked Inaba Shadow Wolf to fetch the Kumiai Yantetsu, who was imprisoned in the Technology Development Bureau.

At the moment of seeing the gate of hell, Hisamian Iyantie, who was still confused by various living experiments, suddenly came to his senses.

The black lines that symbolized the identity of the deceased continued to spread over his body, and the chains proliferated and wrapped around his body, and a heart-rending roar continued to sound:

"No, no!"

"I don't want to go back to that place!"

"Hell, it's a real hell!"

Tracing Wind grabbed him by the collar and kicked him into the gates of hell with a volley.

With the coercion and pouring of the dark red miasma, the smoke and iron of the wells in the long face completely lost their voice, and even their consciousness was deprived of it.

In a state of blindness, he completely sank into the depths of hell.

"It worked out."

Su Feng said with satisfaction, "The next thing is the Corpse Soul Realm Sweep. ”

He suddenly turned his head, looked at Kisuke Urahara on the side, and asked, "What about Hirako Mako?" ”

"It's time to destroy the invaders of Hell."

Kisuke Urahara touched his chin and thought, "Although they were surprised by the changes in the Corpse Soul Realm, they still chose to listen to your opinion. ”

"After all, this is the home of the Grim Reaper."

Su Feng nodded.

Although the Kamen Army is not a high-end combat force, it should not be a problem to deal with an enemy like the Hell Jailer.

At the very least, it can reduce the casualties of the Reaper soldiers.

…………

Jiuban team jurisdiction.

Rukia's gaze stood firmly in front of the crack like an abyss, and the extreme chill continued to rise over her body.

From the beginning of the battle to the present, she has never moved a single step away.

In order to protect her true home, Rukia is willing to pay more for it.

However, when the gates of hell appeared above the heavenly vault.

The jailers in the chasm erupted again, their spiritual pressure rising as if there was no upper limit.

Under the shocked gaze of everyone, one jailer after another piled up like a stack of arhats, and soon piled up into a kilometer-high mountain of meat!

The jaws of the jaws of the jaws of the jaws let out a deafening roar, and countless phurs of phosphorus spilled out between their teeth like a flood of the levees.

Under the stitching of viscous phosphorus, the flesh and blood on the jailers' bodies began to merge, and the bones of Sen Bai were also intertwined with each other.

"Fa, what's going on?"

"How so, these monsters are starting to merge?!"

"The spiritual pressure is still improving, and it has already surpassed the captain of Komamura!"

The Grim Reapers' faces were terrified, and their hands holding the slashing blades even began to tremble.

If the previous 100-meter-tall body still gave people the idea of fighting, with the fusion of the jailers, it completely defeated everyone's fighting spirit.

The sheer size of the body alone is enough to make people's hearts tremble!

Even if the Black Rope Heavenly Punishment King of Komamura's left formation was in front of the other party, he was just like a child with a toy knife.

Rukia was also stunned by this scene, and looked at the sky with a stunned expression.

At this time, the phosphorus qi was like a ribbon, wrapped around the body of the fused jailer, and the endless spiritual pressure was constantly rising.

The already knotted muscles on his body swelled up more and more, becoming more and more ugly, and at the same time, there was a strong sense of power and oppression.

Without waiting any longer, Rukia bit her lower lip and stared at the sky with an extremely determined gaze, a low moan that sounded softly between the cracks:

"Tree white."

I saw her insert the white snow into the ground in front of her, and the extreme chill suddenly burst out and spread on the blade of the knife, and a bright white light spread to the body of the fusion jailer.

Regular ice crystals instantly covered its body, freezing its muscles and coagulating along with the flow of its blood.

In just an instant, the towering huge figure completely turned into a lifelike ice sculpture!

Seeing this, Rukia breathed a sigh of relief.

I thought that the other party would be immune to cold after fusion, but it didn't seem to be as terrible as I imagined.

However, just as the crowd was about to cheer, the sound of breaking suddenly sounded from above the ice sculpture.

Phosphorus gas was still raging, and cobweb-like cracks appeared on the regular ice crystals.

A trace of spiritual pressure leaked, as if a certain signal had been sounded.

In just a moment, the vast spiritual pressure was like the sea pouring back, shattering the ice sculpture wrapped in the outer layer in an instant!

"Does it work......"

Rukia gritted her teeth, held the knife in her backhand, and launched the first solution move one after another in a light state.

"First Dance, Moon White."

"Second Dance, White Ripple."

"Three Dances, White Knife."

However, this level of attack is like scratching an itch in a boot for many jailers who have completely completed the fusion, and it is useless at all.

Even if its body is frozen, it only takes a slight force to shatter all the ice crystals wrapped around its body, scattering them like snowflakes on the ruined battlefield.

As it moved, the ground collapsed, huge pits scattered in the jurisdiction of the Jiuban team, and countless buildings collapsed.

The Fusion Jailer locked onto Rukia's position, and the massive fist bones smashed down like a meteorite.

The wind howled and roared, and concentric circles of white air burst below.

The deafening roar was superimposed layer by layer, almost resounding throughout the Lingling Court.

Critical moment.

Rukia was surprisingly calm, her beautiful face covered with a layer of pale frost that spread rapidly under the blurring mask until it completely enveloped her petite body.

"Solve ......"

"Baixia punishment!"

The moment the words fell, a huge beam of spiritual pressure erupted from Rukia's body.

Directly above the heavenly dome, a disc-shaped white light was suddenly reflected, and the spiritual pressure light pillar intersected with each other, linking one.

The next moment.

Brilliant ice crystals shot into the sky along the pillar of spiritual light, and the crystal sound spectrum of kalala made a high movement.

With Rukia as the center, waves of white light raged and raged, covering in all directions, and the vast endless ice and snow swept by, drowning the calves of the fusion jailer in an instant.

The raging cold snap was wantonly vented, enveloping the entire battlefield at the same time, it also caused the Jiuban team jurisdiction to fall into an extremely cold hell.

The Reaper soldiers could not bear it, so they could only release red cannons to temporarily warm their frozen bodies.

They looked in horror in the direction where the cold was coming from, unable to understand why Lord Rukia, who was just a seat official, was able to unleash such a terrifying unleashed dissolution.

Could it be that their Jiufan team is really full of talent?

The extreme freezing continued, and under the gaze of the purple eyes, it covered upwards at an extremely rapid speed, until it completely overwhelmed the fused jailer!

When the spiritual pressure light dissipated, a completely unfamiliar figure stood in the center of the battlefield, hands as white as ice crystals clenching the pure white color hilt.

The lilac strands of sparkling hair fell down, bound by ice crystal tassel hairpins, and the ornate white robe with a pattern hung down to the ground, with a flowing white ribbon tied at the back, and a brilliant ice flower adorned with a slightly convex chest.

The overall temperament is elegant and luxurious, and a faint cold lingers around it, giving people a sense of sacredness that can only be viewed from a distance.

Ahead, huge ice sculptures stand tall in the sky, and even the phosphorus gas that lingers around them freezes, creating a beautiful world of ice and snow.

Rukia clenched her hands in the snow, her eyes cold and stood in place, her lilac eyelashes fluttering slightly.

If someone stood across from her and looked closely, they could clearly see the pain in the depths of her pupils.

With Rukia's current level, she was not enough to perfectly control the swastika.

It's easy to release, but it's hard to get it back.

After all, her swastika punishment would plunge herself into absolute zero, and the slightest carelessness would cause her spirit to completely collapse and turn into an extreme ice sculpture like a fused jailer.

"Thank you, Rukia."

A gentle voice suddenly came from behind.

Hearing this familiar voice, Rukia's eyes were first happy, and then she showed anxiety.

She opened her mouth to warn the comer, but only the extreme cold escaped from her lips and teeth.

Before she could speak, the warmth was already wrapped in the cold body.

To Rukia's surprise, it was supposed to be absolute zero that harmed others indiscriminately, but in the warmth of this time, it melted away like snow on a spring day.

"Very delicate ......"

Su Feng rubbed the cold hair of the girl in his arms, and said with a smile, "But at the same time, it is also dangerous. ”

"Don't be so reckless next time."

Because he had helped Rukia master the swastika many times before, Su Feng's understanding of Bai Xia's punishment was second only to Rukia herself.

How to make its absolute zero converge in a safe state, Su Feng even knows better than herself.

Although holding the current Rukia is like holding a large humanoid ice sculpture.

But the soft body and cold touch also have a unique taste.

"Team, Captain......"

With the help of the wind, Rukia was relieved of her swastika and her pale face gradually regained a little blood color in the flow of blood.

"I'm just ......"

"I just want to protect the Kuban team from being destroyed."

The words containing fiery feelings came to the mouth, but they changed, and the girl's subtlety was still extremely deadly at some times.

At least, that's the case for Rukia now.

"The Kuban team is destroyed, but it can be rebuilt."

Su Feng whispered in a gentle tone, "And even if this place contains good memories of the past, it is not worth as much as a hair of yours." ”

"Next time, put your own safety first."

Gently holding the girl in his arms, the wind traced the way back, and the familiar warmth soaked the whole body, dispelling the damage caused by the absolute zero degree of the swastika.

A faint flush crept up her cheeks, reflecting the girl's stunning color.

After a short period of healing, the wind flicked its fingers and the wind rose from the ground, crushing the fused jailer that had turned into an ice sculpture, sending it flying into the gates of hell in the form of ice chips.

When the dark red miasma completely swallowed it, this battlefield was also completely over.

"Rest well."

Su Feng let go of the girl, and his tone was a little tougher, "The next battle, just leave it to me." ”

Looking at its distant back, Rukia blushed slightly, clasped her hands to her chest, and kept whispering a sentence in her heart:

"Captain, he must have me in his heart......"

…………

Solved the problem of his own team, Sufeng rushed to various battlefields as fast as possible, and did not forget to use Tianting Kongluo to notify others.

About the proper usage of the gates of hell.

If it weren't for the fact that the spiritual pressure in the Soul Court was too chaotic at the moment, the Herald Divine Machine would also be a good way to convey information.

As Sukaze had predicted, the Kamen Army didn't really come in handy, but in terms of details, they had their own unique features.

Just like Hirako Mako, she guards multiple cracks alone, wears a virtual mask, holds a reverse stroke, and quietly watches the jailer and the deceased captain fight each other.

Eight Treasures of Evil!

The pedestal of the flower of Nadeshiko appeared underneath Mako Hirako, and it was completely wrapped in golden petals.

The confusion of cognition made the fight more and more fierce.

By the end of the battle, there was a river of blood and a mountain of corpses as far as the eye could see.

"Well done, bottle."

The sudden appearance of the wind almost scared Hirako Mako into a nervous disorder.

"Bastard, don't show up when I'm going to unleash the swastika!"

"Your perception will be ......"

Su Feng raised his eyebrows, and picked up the second half of the sentence of Hirako Mako, who had a stunned expression: "Will it be reversed?" ”

"How could it be ......?"

Mako Hirako couldn't accept this fact for a while.

His invincible swastika actually failed in Su Feng's body.

"Don't worry, your Reverse Evil Eight Treasure Plug is still very strong."

Su Feng comforted, "It's just that I'm a little special." ”

Throwing the corpse on the ground into the gate of hell at will, Sukaze patted Hirako Mako on the shoulder and rushed to the next battlefield.

Looking at his distant back, Hirako Mako had an indignant expression and cursed in a low voice:

"Monster ......"

Thank you for the reward from the big guy Dai Rick in the forest, and thank you for the monthly ticket recommendation votes of the big guys

(End of chapter)