Uchiha's Dimensional Invasion Plan

Chapter 938 Siege
In almost an instant, the entire base of the first team was destroyed by the raging spiritual pressure, and the dojo where everyone was fighting fiercely was completely overturned.

Fortunately, here is Jingling, the rear of Ting Shihun's world, close to the edge, the world-shattering battle of everyone did not affect too much.

But this was only temporary, as the battle became more and more intense, the fiery flames and sharp edges began to spread towards the entire Soul Realm.

Yamamoto Motoyanagisai Shigekuni, who holds the title of the strongest god of death in the soul world, is undoubtedly terrifyingly strong. Even in the face of the siege of almost the entire high-level combat power in the soul world, he did not show signs of decline for a while.

However, as several old Shinigami such as Jingle Shunsui and Unohana Retsu began to exert their strength, even if Yamamoto had the power to easily defeat any of them, it gradually became difficult and began to fall into a disadvantage.

It didn't take long for wounds to appear on his old body. Although he hadn't completely lost the battle yet, as the situation of ebb and flow continued, defeat would be a matter of time.

Everyone in the Lingwang Palace and Team Zero looked at the scene in the dojo with serious expressions, with complex expressions of sympathy, contempt, ridicule, and sorrow for the death of a rabbit and a fox in their eyes.

As independent from the Thirteenth Division, they actually have a little bit of their own pride when facing the Thirteenth Division.

Especially those few people who are no worse than Yamamoto's qualifications have always regarded the thirteenth squad as the juniors and newcomers with extremely poor strength.

Under normal circumstances, they don't take it to heart at all, and even Yamamoto has always been mediocre in their hearts.

But looking at the scene happening now, they recalled the pride, reserve and contempt they had when they faced the juniors, and suddenly felt a little embarrassed and hesitant.

Even if a few of them didn't know how strong Yamamoto was who could destroy the Quincy by himself, they now understand.

But even so, as strong as Yamamoto, he still has no power to fight back in the hands of the juniors. With a posture that is almost crushed, he can only shrink in the circle and barely support himself.

They never imagined that when all kinds of strange and special abilities are combined, such terrifying power will erupt. This is probably what they mean by complementing each other.

"We... don't need to stop it?"

After a long silence, Tianshilang of Qilin Temple covered his eyes and said softly.

Monk Yan didn't care: "This is an internal matter of the [-]th Division, and it can only be resolved by Yamamoto himself."

Shutara Senjumaru looked worried: "But if this continues, the Soul World will be finished without waiting for the crack to expand, right?"

Ermeiwu Wangyue looked calm: "So what, they have their responsibilities, and we have ours."

Hikishu Kiryu retorted: "That being said, our duty is to protect the Spirit King. If we continue like this, we don't have to wait for all walks of life to die, and the Soul Realm will be destroyed first. Then what should the Spirit King Palace do?"

Tianshilang of Qilin Temple looked at Monk Yan: "Boss, make up your mind. These guys have already made a real fire. If no one stops them, the Soul Realm will not be able to stop them from continuing to wreak havoc."

Monk Yan touched his big bald head, and when he was hesitating, suddenly, a special wave came into his mind from the Amber Throne.

He nodded calmly, rushed through the gates with a swish, and went to the dojo alone.

In the dojo

The fierce battle continues
Yamamoto was already sweating profusely, his breath was as thick as a cow, and he was in a shaky state, but he still insisted on standing upright, tenaciously resisting the attacks from all directions.

The light of the knife flashed by, Yamamoto squinted his eyes, let the light of the knife strike, barely protected his vitals with the hilt of the knife, slashed with the backhand blade, and swung a large ball of flames, sweeping the air, forming a huge impact artillery Boom on Mako Hirako.

With a bang, Mako Hirako was bombarded into the ruins like a rag doll.

Before he could climb out of the dilapidated building, a huge fireball rushed from afar and smashed straight into the hole.

Hirako Mako swung away the roaring flames with an angry face, jumped up again, swooped down from the sky, and stabbed Yamamoto.

After fighting for a long time, if you want to say who is the most aggrieved among these people, it is undoubtedly Mako Hirako.

Perhaps it was because those words before were too much, since the beginning of the battle, Yamamoto has taken care of everyone, and he has taken care of him in every possible way.

If it weren't for the help of many people, he might have been burned to slag by now.

That's all, the key is other people's attacks, all of which are magnificent and imposing, and every time they make a move, it attracts everyone's attention and is indistinguishable from the limelight.

He was the only one, like a thief, sneaky and sneaky, stabbing here and there, looking extremely wretched, embarrassing and embarrassing.

That's not all, other people more or less have their own powerful esoteric tricks, once they are used, even if they can't cause real damage to Yamamoto, they can still cause headaches and misery to the other party.

But his swastika ability can't be used in this kind of place, the terrible initial solution still needs time to accumulate.

Along the way, he didn't show much of his strength, and he was constantly scolded by Yamamoto as a despicable and shameless rat.

Hirako Mako had been fighting for so many years, and it was the first time she felt so aggrieved and helpless. Fortunately, the sharp left and right strikes of Lengzi just now allowed Hajime's ability to penetrate Yamamoto's whole body.

Then it's time to finish. At that time, the honor of beheading the strongest god of death in the past ten thousand years will make him the most eye-catching one in the world of corpses and souls.

All the grievances and shame in the past will be over because of this battle to close the palace. He will gain the admiration and admiration of countless people and become the most charismatic captain in the soul world.

The long knife turned into a streak of light, piercing through the raging fire, and piercing directly into Yamamoto's chest.

Hirako Mako stared at Yamamoto's wrist, as if he had imagined the shock at the last moment of Yamamoto who thought he would block his attack.

However, at the moment when the tip of his knife was about to touch Yamamoto, suddenly, white light flashed, and it touched the sword on Yamamoto's chest, and suddenly turned into a soft belt, gently tapping on Yamamoto's chest point, and then drooped powerlessly in front of Yamamoto's eyes.

Seeing this, his eyes widened, and he stood there in a daze.

Not only Mako Hirako, the weapons in everyone's hands at this moment have instantly turned into belts without the slightest lethality. Even Jiu Nanbai and others who are performing the ghost way all have their mouths full of mouths, and suddenly they can't say anything. Singing language.

"This is... a word!"

The knowledgeable Jingle Chunshui's complexion changed, he raised his head to look at the sky, and said in a solemn voice: "Monk, do you want to intervene in this matter?"

The eye monk appeared from the sky, shook his head and said: "If you continue to fight like this, the corpse and soul world will be finished. This is the meaning of the spirit king. If you still obey the spirit king's will, then, please stop!" .”

Pingzi Zhenzi said angrily: "Don't even think about it, unless the old guy can reach an agreement with us, even if the King of Soul is lifted out, don't want us to let him go."

Monk Yan said lightly: "Think about it clearly, since that woman has ruled this place, she won't just watch you destroy it.

Continue to fight, I don't know if she can see your sincerity, but you who lead the destruction of the soul world will definitely be severely punished. "

Hearing this, everyone's eyes were fixed, and they fell into silence with uncertain expressions.

"What's the matter, brats? Is your capacity limited to this?"

At this time, Yamamoto, who was exhausted, let out a disdainful expression.

Monk Yan stared straight at Yamamoto for a few moments, and said in a deep voice: "You see, you should have understood his intentions. It is up to you to decide whether to stop or continue fighting."

Hearing this, Uzhi Huarei's complexion changed abruptly, and he pointed at Yamamoto and said angrily, "Old man, are you really planning to drag Soul Society to hell with you?"

It's no wonder she thinks this way. Now that things are up to now, Yamamoto is obviously defeated, but he still insists on continuing to fight.

If it wasn't for the fact that Yamamoto had the opportunity to destroy the soul world before, but he didn't do it, she would have absolutely no doubt that Yamamoto intends to drag everyone to their deaths.

Mako Hirako interrupted in a low voice: "What hell, hell is gone, who knows where this old man wants to go."

Unozhihuali ignored Hirako Mako's interruption, she continued with a serious face: "The Soul World is your life's painstaking effort.

Over the past ten thousand years, you have put in countless energy, is it just because you failed to escape to the broken boundary, and just because of the disagreement of ideas, are you planning to drag it to disappear and destroy together? "

(End of this chapter)