Naruto's Journey to Training

"What do you mean!" Toshiro gritted his teeth and looked at Aizen fiercely.

Aizen just smiled and then looked towards the gates of hell.

"You will understand!"

As Aizen finished his words, several figures walked out of the gate of the underworld again.

Madara, Hashirama, Naruto and others walked out of the underworld with a calm expression.

I took a look at the broken earth here and the ravine that was hundreds of meters long.

"It seems that we are a step too late. The battle here is already over!"

Madara looked at Roger who was walking towards him with calm eyes.

Roger laughed.

"If Mr. Madara wants to fight, he will have countless opportunities. After all, the real battle has just begun!"

After saying that, Roger looked deep into the 89th block.

minutes ago.

The other captains of the twelve squads also entered the area of ​​erosion of the underworld one after another.

After seeing the changes around Area 80, everyone's expressions became serious.

The battle in Block 89 made these captains speed up their pace.

"What kind of enemy could make Captain Kuchiki and Toushirou use Bankai at the same time?"

The captain of the 8th Division, Kyoraku Shunsui, said in a deep voice while speeding up.

"I don't know, but now I just want to kill him as quickly as possible! I hope the enemy can withstand my blows this time! Don't let him fall down after just a few blows again."

Kenpachi Zaraki, who had a little girl with dreadlocks sitting on one shoulder, responded excitedly.

"That is......."

Kyoraku Shunsui suddenly stopped and looked in horror at the huge long sword falling from the sky in the distance.

Kenpachi Zaraki, who saw this scene at the same time, had even more fanaticism in his eyes.

"What kind of power is this? It has spiritual pressure, but it's not so pure!"

Feeling the terrifying power in the distance, Kyoraku Shunsui showed a hint of doubt in his eyes.

However, before he could continue to ponder, Kyoraku Shunsui's pupils shrank, "How is it possible? Captain Kuchiki and Toushirou's Bankai disappeared at the same time. Oh no! They are both in danger!"

Kyoraku Shunsui's face changed drastically, and he no longer cared about what kind of power it was. He almost used his spiritual pressure to the fullest and rushed towards Block 89 at full speed.

The other captains also had different expressions at this time. The battle had just broken out, but it ended in a short time.

Obviously, the guy who invaded Soul Society this time is not simple.

When they actually arrived at Area 89, they saw a devastated battlefield and the seriously injured Byakuya Kuchiki and Toshiro.

And there were several figures standing in front of them that made them feel palpitations.

The presence of Aizen made all the captains' pupils shrink.

"Aizen!"

Kyoraku Shunsui exclaimed.

In an instant, all the captains drew their Zanpakutō from their waists.

"Haha! Looks like everyone is here! This is perfect, as it saves us from looking for them one by one. Lord Yama, except for that old fellow Yamamoto Genryusai, all the captain-level Shinigami in Soul Society are here!"

Aizen introduced Madara with a faint smile.

Madara nodded coldly, then walked in front of the Soul Society group.

The strange Samsara Eye looked at them carefully.

"Now I'm telling you a piece of news. Your Soul Society has been taken over by the underworld. Whoever agrees, whoever opposes!"

Hearing Madara's almost arrogant remarks, the Shinigami captains were first silent, then stunned, and finally became extremely angry.

"Assholes, who the hell are you? How dare you shamelessly levy our Soul Society!"

Captain Toramura Sajin of the 7th Division, who looks like a dog but is actually a wolf, unleashed his spiritual pressure without hesitation.

"Oh! You don't agree!" Madara folded his arms and looked coldly at the captain of the Seventh Division.

Tomura Zuozhen didn't know why, but was suddenly stared at by this pair of strange eyes, and his heart was instantly filled with a creepy feeling.

"Humph! Soul Society has maintained the balance among the three realms for tens of thousands of years. What qualifications do you have to talk about levying Soul Society!"

Tomura Zuozhen suppressed the weirdness in his heart and looked at Madara with sharp eyes.

Madara and Tomurasaki Satsujin stared at each other for a few seconds, a slight smile appearing on their lips.

"Stupid! What qualifications do we have in the underworld? Well, let me tell you, compared to your Soul Society, our underworld is more professional! And more powerful!"

"The world belongs to the virtuous. You weaklings don't have any strength to talk about your qualifications in front of us!"

As Madara finished speaking, a violent aura like a storm erupted in an instant, and the expressions of all the captains changed in an instant.

"I'll give you a chance. As long as you can defeat me, the underworld will never set foot in Soul Society again! If you can't, then just wait to be recruited by the underworld!"

"Hahahaha! This guy is too arrogant, I really...really..." Kenpachi Zaraki suddenly pulled out his Zanpakuto from his waist, and his figure disappeared in an instant.

"I just couldn't help wanting to chop him so badly!"

With Kenpachi's excited and crazy expression, the sword in his hand swung towards Madara like an afterimage.

Madara folded his arms and looked at the dense array of sword lights.

A hint of disdain flashed in his eyes, and then his body was like a piece of paper, moving easily in Kenpachi's sword light like a storm.

"Asshole, all you can do is hide, if you have the guts come and fight me like a man!"

Kenpachi saw Madara dodging like a fly, and his originally excited expression gradually turned into irritability.

The kind of battle he wants is one in which every blow is directed at the enemy, and he definitely doesn't want an enemy that can only dodge.

Madara's eyes turned cold, "Since you want to die so badly, I will grant your wish!"

After saying that, Madara stretched out two fingers, which were gradually covered by a layer of black light.

The observation Haki was brought to its full potential. Almost the next second after Kenpachi swung his sword, the two fingers seemed to have predicted the direction of Kenpachi's sword swing, and they clamped Kenpachi's Zanpakutō tightly.

In an instant, the dense flashes of swords and shadows disappeared.

All the Shinigami captains' eyes trembled when they saw this scene. As the new generation of Kenpachi, no captain-level Shinigami here could easily take Kenpachi's attack.

And the man in front of me...

Kenpachi's eyes froze for a moment, and then he suddenly tried to draw his Zanpakuto.

However, the Zanpakuto sandwiched between Madara's fingers seemed to be welded shut and remained motionless.

Kenpachi's face instantly turned gloomy and he pinched his sword between two fingers, which was an extreme insult to him who held the title of Kenpachi.

In an instant, a powerful spiritual pressure erupted. The terrifying spiritual pressure was almost centered on Kenpachi, causing the ground beneath his feet to collapse layer by layer.

An even more terrifying force was applied to Kenpachi's arm. Kenpachi raised his arm violently. He wanted to break the arm of this arrogant guy who looked down on him.

However, a gust of wind blew, and Ban remained motionless, with only the hair between his temples fluttering slightly.

After the fusion of two and a half worlds, he no longer knew the upper limit of the strength of his body.

"too weak!"

Madara's cold voice sounded, and then he saw him twisting his two fingers slightly with force.

"Snapped!"

Kenpachi's pupils shrank sharply and he looked at the broken Zanpakuto in his hand in disbelief.

"You so-called Death Gods, can't you fight without weapons? You are so weak and ridiculous!"

"Weapons are just weapons after all. Today, let me, Madara, teach you how to fight like a strong man!"

After saying this, a huge amount of chakra burst out from Madara's body, and a layer of white feathers gradually covered his entire body.

Madara directly entered the Six Paths Mode and glanced at the dull-eyed Death God captains with disdain.

Madara actually doesn't care much about things like Zanpakuto. Possessing the power of the Six Paths, a weapon hatched from the soul, is just better than nothing to him.

Rather than trusting a weapon with self-awareness, Madara trusts himself more, because he himself is the most powerful weapon.

"Weak fellow, prepare to accept the test from the Shura of the Ninja Realm, the First Hall of Yama. I hope you can recognize your own weakness under my power!"

"Six Paths, Super Heavenly Obstacles and Shocking Stars!"