A Zanpakutō at the beginning of Meiman

"Swastika - Dahonglian Binglun Wan!!!"

Lord's eyes were extremely cold, he was wearing an armor made of ice, the ice crystals on his back were condensed into dragon wings, his right arm was covered by a ferocious dragon head, and he was holding the light blue that was emitting extremely cold spiritual pressure!

Huhuhu~

The extremely cold spiritual pressure forms a huge storm, rushing straight to the sky like a high-spirited giant dragon, triggering the celestial phenomena to descend!

The dusk, which has never changed in hell, was overcast for a while, and thick black clouds rolled in, sniping in the sky like waves, covering an area of ​​several kilometers with a state of almost covering the sky and blocking out the sun!

Under the terrifying spiritual pressure erupted by Dagren Binglun Wan, within a few kilometers of Lord himself as the center, everything turned into an ice-blue frost field, and even the never-ending yellow sky in hell. The sandstorm was also miraculously frozen.

"This stone carving...is not simple."

Lord's eyes narrowed slightly, a little surprised in his heart.

The disc stone carving survived the spiritual pressure of Dahonglian Binglunwan without any damage, and it also protected Angela's soul from the extreme cold, which is enough to prove its extraordinaryness!

"It's so interesting, human!"

Mammon licked his lips, with a strong greedy look in his eyes: "I can feel that hell is eager for your power!"

Although he still doesn't know the reason, Mammon can clearly perceive that at the moment when Lord released his power, his "power of hell" unexpectedly changed slightly, as if he was longing for this power!

"I've decided, human."

Mamen's eyes were fierce, and she smiled ferociously: "I want your body more than this woman's advent ceremony!"

Since this power even hell desires, then he must not miss it, even if it is at all costs, He will get this power!

"If you want my body, it depends on whether you have the ability!"

There was a cold light in Lord's eyes, and he pointed the tip of the knife at the devil king of hell, and then said slowly in a cold voice: "Fortunately, this is in hell, I don't need to restrain my strength like last time !"

During the Battle of New York, considering the huge destructive power of Hirinmaru's Swastika, he deliberately weakened the power of Swastika, and controlled the damage range to the minimum!

But now... no more!

There are no innocent souls in hell, so he doesn't need to worry about his own strength, he just needs to release it as much as he wants!

hum~

Hirinmaru seemed to sense Lord's heart, and the blade trembled slightly, as if telling Lord that it couldn't wait, and wanted to make the enemy feel the extreme cold!

"Timing begins!"

Lord's eyes were bright, and he rushed to Mammon in an instant,

Swish!

On the sharp thin blade of Hirinmaru, condensed a ray of extreme chill that pierced through the bones, and then chopped down with lightning speed.

This knife did not burst out with astonishing spiritual power, nor did it have a sharp and vast sword energy.

some......

Only the extremely icy cold air devoured Mammon violently the moment it touched it!

"Ice Dragon Spinning Tail!"

The extremely compressed cold air on the sharp blade suddenly exploded and spread, freezing everything it passed through, turning everything within a few hundred meters into a world of ice!

Although Mammon's whole body was frozen in a thick layer of ice, Lord was not careless, and his face was covered with a dignified expression.

It is impossible for Mamen, the majestic demon king of hell, to be defeated so easily by him!

the most important is......

He didn't receive the system's task completion prompt!

As if confirming Lord's conjecture, the thick layer of ice freezing Mammon was suddenly ignited by a wisp of black flame!

Click!Click!

The ice layer continued to make crackling sounds, and the originally smooth ice surface was already covered with frightening cracks!

The next moment, the ice suddenly burst.

"Arrogant mortal."

Stepping on the black flames that were still burning under Mamen's feet, she walked out with a grinning grin: "I am the devil king of the seven original sins, and you dare to fight me in hell with a bastard like you?"

Lord also felt that he was crazy.

No...it should mean he's bloated!

He even dared to wrestle with him face to face in the territory of the demon king of hell!

You must know that the strength of these dimensional demon gods is closely related to the space and region where they live!

Dimensional demon gods such as Dormammu, Sithorne, and Mephisto, it is not that they do not want to take away the earth's dimension, but once they descend on the earth, the power of the main body will be suppressed to a great extent, and with the The longer you leave your own dimension, the more weakened you will be!

Therefore, the Supreme Mage can easily expel them.

If the two sides were on equal terms, Gu Yi might not be able to stop dimensional demon gods like Sithorn and Dormammu!

But that doesn't mean he has no chance of winning.

Because the mammon in front of him is just an incarnation of power projection, not the real demon king of hell.

"Your words...too much!"

A cold murderous intent burst out in Lord's eyes: "You, the devil king of hell, did you become the king of hell by playing tricks? The other six devil kings really have no objection to you?"

It was just an unintentional remark, but unexpectedly, it seemed to have poked Mammon's sore spot, and a terrifying tyranny burst out from his eyes.

"court death!"

Mammon let out a low growl full of anger, and the turbulent sonic waves rolled in, roaring like countless sharp steel knives!

"Instant coax!"

Lord exhaled, and then his eyes turned cold!

Crackling!

Dazzling white lightning entangled Lord, and instantly erupted a terrifying Reiatsu that could not be described in words, and the surging white lightning tore through the surrounding void!

Scoff!

It's just the spiritual pressure overflowing from the whole body, and the countless bursting winds rolled up, like sharp blades, tearing up the whistling sound waves.

But...it's not over yet!

Lord knew well that in order to really end the battle, he needed more and stronger spiritual pressure!

Hell.....is not just Mammon's home field!

The concentration of spiritual particles here is a hundred times higher than that in the human world. For Lord, who has the blood of the Quincy Master, it is a natural and excellent battlefield!

"Spirit - plunder!"

Lord let out a low growl, his face turned red suddenly, and his whole body was like fried shrimp, exuding steaming heat!

Hula la!

I saw that all the spirits within a radius of nearly a thousand meters were forcibly plundered in an instant, and then roared like a tide, and poured them into Lord's body frantically!

In this almost self-harming way, Lord finally managed to elevate his spiritual pressure to the captain level!

The conditions are met!

"Look out... Mammon!"

Lord's eyes flashed a touch of coldness, and then slowly raised the blade: "The next step is my full power!"