Through the Grim Reaper: Becoming Strong Begins with Doing Good Things

The Xuye Palace trembled violently, and all the broken faces living in it were alarmed, and all of them were dispatched to check the situation.

In the distance, a mushroom cloud covering the sky and the sun rose up, and violent shock waves came continuously.

Bailegang Ruisenbang waved his hand to disperse the aftermath, and said with a cold face, "It's really too arrogant. These two mice can survive while hiding in the ground, and they dare to call the door. Today, they must come and go."

Ke Yatai Stark gave a hache and asked, "Are these the two gods of death in the Great Void Forest? They are indeed powerful opponents."

"I'll take a step first!" Grimmjow Jakajack was full of strong interest in the enemy, and his voice disappeared: "Zomali Lulu is such a waste, he was forced to such a point by the god of death."

On the battlefield, the huge peach-colored pumpkins were in dilapidated condition, and their shells kept breaking and falling off.

Zomali Lulu stretched out his upper body with difficulty, the right half of his body was completely gasified, and his whole body was covered with huge cracks, but at least he survived.

He was unable to keep returning to the blade due to his severe injuries, and he slowly changed back to his human form. The super-speed regeneration and the power left by the five dragons' annihilation competed with each other, tenaciously repairing the wound.

He was lying on the ground, with an ugly smile on his face: "Didn't expect it, God of Death, I survived. You have run out of strength, right? The Void Night Palace is right in front of you, and it's too late if you don't run away!"

Such a powerful attack would never be successfully released without the support of a huge amount of spiritual pressure.The Grim Reaper without Reiatsu is like a peacock with its feathers plucked, not enough to hurt me before the arrival of reinforcements, Zomali Lulu lay down and rested peacefully.

"You seem to be happy too early." A joking voice came.

He turned his head with difficulty and saw that Reaper standing in front of him, Zanpakuto was already at his throat.

"How is it possible, how is it possible that you still have strength!" Zomali Lulu's eyes almost popped out when he saw Sifengyuan Weiming full of energy.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible! Even Master Aizen, Master Aizen!"

He looked at Sifengyuan Weiming in disbelief: "You can be on par with Lord Lan Ran!"

Hearing Aizen's name, Sifengyuan Weiming smiled shyly: "You can't say that, you have to fight Aizen before you know."

"But for a character like you, meeting me is no different from meeting Aizen."

The flames of karma were high, and Zomali Lulu's life was ended with a single blow.

Pomian's body gradually lost its vitality, and instead of dissipating as spirit particles, it turned into a beam of light and was absorbed by the Zanpakuto in Sifengin Weiming's hand.

"I'm not used to not being prompted by the system. It's a pity that there will be no merit points for killing Xu in the future!" Sifengyuan Weiming gently shook the Zanpaku knife, as if missing the sound of merit points accruing. After all, in the past 20 years, every day can hear.

Yehuo Honglian trembled twice, as if to comfort him.

"It's okay, I'm just a little emotional, the times are always progressing!" He stroked the blade and said with a smile.

"It's all here, everyone!"

Sifengyuan Weiming looked up at the void in front of him, smiling more and more.

"Is it time to withdraw?" Asido appeared behind him and suggested.

"Don't panic, it was just an appetizer, this is the scene I want!" Sifengyuan Weiming shook her head and said softly.

I saw that the sky in all directions has been filled with dense figures, and today all the broken faces in Xuye Palace have come, forming a huge encirclement circle to surround the two of them in the center.

"Meet you again, damn mouse!" Bailegang Ruisenbang slowly floated to the front, staring at Sifengyuan Weiming with cruel eyes.

"Old man, take good care of yourself at home when you get older, don't be like young people wandering around outside, or you will lose your waist sometime, but there is no little girl to take care of you!" Sifengyuan Weiming teased.

"I'll only use my tongue!" Balegon Ruisenbang suppressed his anger and tried hard not to change his face, but his voice raised his voice unconsciously.

Sifengyuan Weiming put his right hand lightly on Asido's shoulder, and said in a relaxed tone, "Let's part here, Asido."

"See you next time when you return to the virtual circle, and wait for me in the forest of Daxu."

Sifengyuan Weiming launched "Infernal Affairs", the trust in his comrades made Asido not resist, he was swallowed by the black hole, and was sent back to the secret base of the Daxu Forest.

"Now, it's time for us to have fun!"

With a flamboyant expression, he raised his knife and pointed at Balegon Ruysenbang with an uncontrollable smile on his face.This is the first time he has been so high-profile after traveling to the world of the god of death.

Endless malice rushed in all directions wantonly, and the low-level Pomian frowned unconsciously, feeling a slight discomfort, which turned out to be an even more evil breath than Pomian.

A white mask quietly covered Sifengyuan Weiming's face, and the bronze taotie pattern shone brightly.As if to jump out of the mask.

As long as you take a look at it, a wave of endless greed and hunger rushes straight into your mind, as if you have to swallow the whole world to be satisfied.

Balegon Ruisenbang frowned, how could this be more like Vastod than me?

Kuyatai Stark, Tia Harribel, and Ulquiorra Cifer said a lot.

The ten-blade level Pomian all looked dignified. Although they were not affected by negative emotions, the oppression of Reiatsu told everyone that this was an unprecedentedly powerful enemy.

The eyes under the mask are still clear and rational.

Completely different from other people's masks, Sifengyuan Weiming's mask is conceived by the remnant soul of his predecessor combined with all negative energy. It has no will of its own, and there is no possibility of devouring the master.

Even the mask can suppress evil thoughts, allowing him to maintain the mask for a longer period of time.

Sifengyuan looked at the faces of all the enemies, the corners of his mouth slightly curled up, this is not the end yet.

The Zanpakuto held high in his hand ignited raging fire, and the cold breath continued to rise.

"Swastika! Eighteen Hells!"

The crimson karma dissipated, and a wisp of black smoke slowly lingered.

As the smoke drifted higher and higher, a mirage-like scene opened up behind Weimei Sifengin.

Layers of small worlds squeezed out of the void, stacked one upon another in the sky.There are eighteen floors of various punishments, including steamer, knife mountain, fire sea, and blood pool.

Amid the black mist, it can be vaguely seen that many figures are already being punished.

Not long ago, Weiming of Sifengyuan finally collected 1 million merit points and successfully unlocked the swastika, which is the Eighteen Hells!
From then on, all the kills were absorbed by the Zanpakutō, and they could no longer gain merit points.

However, Zhanquan Zougui has reached the full level, and the only thing left is to improve by himself, and the swastika has been activated, so it doesn't matter whether he has merit points or not.

"Take it, everyone!" Wei Mingxin of Sifengyuan waved his hand and said confidently.

The atmosphere is dignified, all the face-shattering spiritual pressure gathers to suppress the void, and there is no chance of blowing in this piece of heaven and earth.

But standing in the center of Sifengyuan, the Weiming Death's domineering costume was flying wantonly, and he was able to withstand the pressure of all the gathering pressure of the face-shattering spiritual pressure by himself.

Hengdao immediately flew, the black clothes flew up, and the mask shone with blue light.

The figure of Sifengyuan Weiming is deeply imprinted in every Pomian's heart.