The God of Death in American Comics

Ye Feng automatically filtered out Nirvana's terrifying expression.

"nirvana"

"Hey, this feeling can't be wrong. I am actually not a righteous corpse."

"Is this the power of the Spirit King?" Nirvana was wondering what he was thinking, touching his body from time to time.

"Nirvana" Ye Feng tried to talk to the other party.

"Why do some strange things appear in my memory?" Nirvana stopped and drew out his Zanpakutō.

哗

Blood dripped onto the ground.

Mobility is the style of a scientist, just do it when you think of it.

"" Ye Feng subconsciously took two steps back. The Zanpakutō was already firmly in his hand, ready to solve the problem at any time if things changed.

Ye Feng no longer believed in Bai Yu's deceitful golden finger.

However, Nie Yuli, who cut his palm, laughed abnormally.

"Ah hahaha, so perfect, it turns out to be real life. Hahahaha." Looking at the palm still dripping with blood, he held it in front of Ye Feng and waved it.

"Do you know what this means?"

Without waiting for Ye Feng to speak, Nie Yuli explained to himself.

"This means that the God of Death can move freely in the real world. You have given me a new life."

Ye Feng suddenly realized that this was the case.

As we all know, the God of Death is in a spiritual state, that is, he is alive in the form of a soul. Only a handful of mentally strong humans in the world can see the God of Death.

However, in order to facilitate movement in this world, the God of Death will also use a temporary container, the Yi Skeleton.

However, although this special container can carry the soul of the god of death, it will also limit its own recovery and induction of souls. The god of death will not be able to receive the supply of souls while using the artificial bones.

But life is different. Just like Ye Feng, although he is a god of death, he is also a living person.

At first, Ye Feng attributed this credit to the assimilation of the world will of the Marvel universe. Now it seems that the relationship between his living spirit body and the white jade in his body is also inseparable.

"Nirvana, in fact, this world should be more able to use your skills," Ye Feng tried to say.

The technology in this world should be very suitable for this person. Not to mention that alien technology is from the earth. Nirvana has been studying it for a long time. This is the Marvel world.

Ningxu is the best example.

"Oh, you're talking about this thing." At this moment, Nirvana seemed to have reacted, and he looked at the monarch-level human form at his feet as if he were looking at the New World.

Sniff~~~~

The nose moves slightly.

"Familiar spiritual pressure, familiar smell, and familiar materials. Hehehe, this is actually a Hollow." His eyes kept checking the monarch's body.

"Of course, I call this thing the Ningyo Kyū. As for how it came about, I don't know. Neither Ohmaeda nor I know how to analyze this kind of thing. We can only cut it when we see it." Ye Feng explained, but spoke While still maintaining a corresponding safe distance from Nirvana.

"Well," Niyuri was silent for a while, and then said, "It's a terrible name. How can such good material be described with such a crude name."

"Well, I took these things casually as they were nondescript." Ye Feng replied.

Nirvana fell into deep thought, as if she was really thinking about the name of the human form.

"It's obvious that you don't trust me. Hehehe, it's interesting. But how can I thank you for giving me such good qualities?"

"Uh, actually not" Ye Feng was interrupted by Nie Yuli before he could finish his words.

"How about you let me make some changes to you."

""

"No, no, no, I refuse."

"Hehe, that's not possible. Transformation is the only way to make you stronger, and I can return your favor."

Ye Feng spurted out a mouthful of old blood from his heart

"Can I refuse?" Ye Feng asked.

"You're going to love this, I can promise you that."

"It seems that a battle is inevitable." Ye Feng was ready to fight at any time and was fully focused. Although Bai Yunei introduced that the summoned Death God could not hurt him, but.

But Ye Feng couldn't afford to gamble, and the spokesperson for the Soul King was probably the dull-minded Omaeda Nobu. If replaced by the scientific Niryuri, to be honest, Ye Feng was not very satisfied with his editing function.

"Yeah, yeah, it seems like a fight is inevitable. It's so rude, Lord Spirit King's spokesperson," Nie Shuli smiled and shook his head, imitating Ye Feng's words while saying.

"Do you want to fight me with nothing?"

"" Ye Feng's face was full of questions. Could he not have seen the knife in my hand?

Ye Feng subconsciously shook his hand again, why didn't he feel anything?

He wanted to lower his head, but found that he could no longer move his head.

It was at this moment that Ye Feng realized something was wrong. He couldn't move his whole body, and even the spiritual pressure in his body fell into a dead silence.

It's poison

When was he

Ye Feng stared closely at Nirvana in front of him.

His eyes glanced at the other person's still bleeding palm, was it blood?

"Hehehe, I was just trying. I didn't expect that the things I stored in my body would actually be brought here with me." Nie Yuli waved his palm, which was still low in blood, and walked over slowly.

"My blood is poisonous. This time I am preparing a nerve-paralyzing drug. As long as I am injured or bleeding, the poison will spread quickly through the air. Hehe, isn't it fun?"

"Of course, the medicine this time is harmless. The poisoned person will only lose control of the body, and the time will not be long, only one year."

"Okay, I will repay you for the life you gave me. I will make you stronger. The combination of spirit body and life. I will treat this material well."

As Nie Yuli spoke, he held up his palm that was still dripping with blood. He kept walking and came very close to Ye Feng.

Damn it, as expected, Bai Yu can't believe that thing. The summoned Death can't hurt him, but it's too painful to force himself to become stronger.

Moreover, what is powerful? You want to transform me, right? I have seen your tricks. I never thought that Nirvana, who likes to study transformation techniques in anime, would one day have surgery on himself.

No, we can't let this bastard mess around.

Ye Feng calmed down and felt it for a moment.

In vain, a spiritual pressure aura swept over him.

嗡

Blue spiritual pressure rises from Ye Feng's body in vain

Staring at Nie Yuli with serious eyes, Ye Feng said in a low voice, "Nie, I don't want to hurt you."

The spiritual pressure that suddenly gathered around Ye Feng directly locked onto the Nirvana in front of him.

A faint blue look appeared behind Ye Feng in the void.

Zanpakutō. The weak die.

Regardless of distance, material or non-material, as long as Ye Feng's spiritual pressure can be locked, he can construct and imagine the strong men he has seen in an instant, and he can control the opponent's rule-based Zanpakutō at will.

Nirvana stopped.

"Hehehe, this feels a bit bad."

Although he still kept a terrifying smile on his face, Nirvana was no longer as relaxed as before. He had lowered his bleeding palm and held the Zanpakutō in his other hand.