Jibril's Supernatural Journey

The two are masters and apprentices, but they are not simple masters and apprentices.

However, the faster time passed, the forces of all parties in the world also changed.

Because of the evil deeds of Uozhihualie, whether it is the god of death, the Quincy, or Xu, hell, no matter whoever encounters basically no one can survive, is killed by Uozhihualie, even in hell The culprit was unable to be resurrected in hell some time ago, which completely annoyed the will of hell.

It is also the Void King who lost his proud support a hundred years ago. In these hundred years, there are often losses, as well as the Spirit King's left hand in the hands of the Quincy, and the Spirit King's heart guarded by the Soul World Spirit King, all taken away.

The Void King was also targeted by him, and it seemed that he saw through his body as the left foot of the Spirit King, and almost offended the entire Soul Soul World.

When the various forces formed a group to kill the two, they were killed.

Except for the veteran soldier Ichibei, who escaped because he did not participate, all the other guards were left behind.

The virtual king became a loner, and all ten swords were wiped out.

There is only one ancestor left of the Quincy, because he used omniscience and omnipotence to predict the danger in advance, so he avoided it.

Basically, there was no one in the Soul Society who could be the enemy of Jibril, no matter who it was.

In the past 365 years, she has completed the cultivation of the spiritual center. The eight doors in her body flow through the whole body, and the [-] orifices are filled, forming the perfect cycle of the Zhoutian.

On this basis, condense the spirit and reach the level of the gods.

According to the level, the current Jibril has a five-digit realm, and a four-digit destructive power is considered a five-digit exception?

No matter what, there is basically no threat in this world, and the cultivation has been completed. As for the other Jibrils, they are not going to pay attention.

"Are you going?"

Uzhihualie looked at Jibril indifferently. She had a premonition at this moment, but she was so immersed in her own world that she didn't realize it for a while.

Only now did she realize that she could no longer be separated from the young girl in front of her.

The long hair fluttered like a ghost, and the dark aura and blood color reflected a terrifying figure, terrifying and bright red like a female ghost.

"This world doesn't have much value anymore, I'm leaving."

Jibril spoke up.

"Take me."

Uno Hanariet quickly interrupted Jibril's words. At this moment, she was half-kneeling in front of Jibril, bowing her head slightly just enough to stare into Jibril's eyes.

A hundred years later, Mao Zhihualie has become a royal sister. Apart from that terrifying evil spirit, she is definitely a perfect royal sister.

However, as long as I see her, I will never think so, because it is too terrifying.

Ordinary people will fall into the hell of a sea of ​​corpses and blood just by looking at it, just like Cthulhu's style of painting, the sun value will drop in general.

Incredibly terrifying.

However, even an evil spirit has something precious that gently embraces Jibril, and her soft body and touch make her want to rub Jibril in her arms.

She is mine and will never let go! !

Such a belief emerged in her heart, Uno Hana Lie hugged Jibril, she couldn't see her face sideways, she opened her eyes gently, and now she looked like a ghost.

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"I won't take you with me."

Jibril categorically refused to rely on Uno Hanaritsu.

The reason why Jibril taught Hanohana Uno was just for fun, and wanted a pillow by the way, and to kill time.

But the current Uzhihualie is only a half-finished product. Although he is powerful, his heart is covered up, like an evil ghost.

The real power is far from being described by an evil spirit. What Jibril wants to see is a complete Unoka Lie, not the evil spirit in front of her.

Although this has nothing to do with Jibril's indulgence.

"why…"

I could feel Uzhihualie's body trembling, but this trembling was not fear, but killing intent.

As long as you kill the master, you can stay by your side, Jibril guessed, it must be such a sickly and boring idea.

Gently pushed away the hug of Uozhihualie, the smell on her body was too strong, the smell of blood.

Although she doesn't hate it, she prefers the taste of Inoue Orihime.

Like-for-like?

"You know the reason, I don't want to take you away, that's all."

Jibril spoke up.

"Is that so..."

Uozhihualie knelt on the ground, his shoulders were shaking, his head was bowed, and he seemed to be crying.

However, it was only from Jibril's point of view that she was trying to suppress her body's instinct with those eyes that held back the killing intent.

The killing machine, the evil spirit, the more he taught, the more he felt that Uno no Hana Lie became a lot more boring.

It's better to go back quickly, the experiments that should be done have been perfect, and the book of fantasy has basically been evolved, only the last process is needed, there is no need to waste time.

Taking out the knife in her hand, Jibril whispered softly, "Come out, sue the angel to death—"

"Gabriel!"

The pure black destruction emerged on the body, the Wings of Destruction, and the black patterned robe on the body.

At the same time, Uozhihualie, who lowered his head, suddenly raised his head with a fierce look on his face.

"The solution is all done!"

The knife in his hand turned into a curved blood blade. This blood is the power of recovery, which can turn people into bloody water by overrecovering.

It is an extremely dangerous power, especially under the guidance of Jibril, it has perfected its destructive power to the extreme.

"Kendo · Two Breaks!"

With a bloodthirsty smile on the corner of his mouth, Uzhihualie suddenly swung down his sword.

In an instant, the endless power gathered, turned into a blood-colored blade and rushed towards Jibril.

Everything in front of him was dissolved, and it seemed that there was only this bloody light left in the whole world.

However, this level of power was too weak for Jibril.

Jibril has already reached the level of God's Domain. According to her ability to leapfrog the challenge, only the super-captain-level Uno Hanaritsu is not an enemy at all.

With a slight wave, a jet-black streamer flashed, and Mao Zhi Hualie sprouted a lot of blood, half kneeling on the ground.

The wound that almost cut her off appeared on her body, and the blood-colored light blade was wiped away without even touching it.

Uzhihualie radiated green light all over his body, trying to expel the power of destruction in his body, and then recover the wound.

However, it can't be done.

This destructive force is not so easy to expel it. Ordinary people can do it in two years and Jibril can do it in a hundred years. The longer it takes, the more desperate it will be.

For a hundred years, her understanding of destruction, the nature of destruction, has already reached an extreme.

Jibril withdrew the power of destruction, withdrew the knife, turned around and left without reluctance.

"Wait, wait a minute!!"

Uzhihualie spat out a mouthful of blood, with cold sweat on her forehead, she stretched out her hand to keep Jibril.

And Jibril just stopped paying attention.

"Are you going to abandon me like this!! Jibril!!"

Mao Zhihualie stood up staggeringly and walked around, the blood gushing out of her body couldn't be stopped at all, but she didn't care at all.

She is used to her own injuries, and even death cannot shake her.

But only, when Jibril left, a sense of loneliness enveloped her, which made her heart palpitate.

Jibril stopped in her footsteps, and Uzuki Hanaru also forcibly controlled her severely injured body and came to Jibril. For some reason, it was the first time that Uzuru Hanariet looked like a weak puppy. Chasing after the master who abandoned him.

Jibril frowned, her small body was full of softness, but it gave people such a ruthless feeling.

"Yes, if you leave you like this, it will be troublesome to be picked up by others."

Jibril Road.

"Take me, no matter what it is, I will do it, and I will listen to you carefully."

Uzhihualie lowered her head, like a little beast begging for forgiveness, seeing her so weak for the first time.

"I won't take you away."

Jibril said in a low voice, the current Uno Hanalie is too unstable, without a thousand years of practice, it will destroy her sooner or later.

Just as Uno Hana's heart sank, and even the emptiness in her heart changed the nature of her Reiatsu, Jibril sighed.

Gently supporting Uno Hanaritsu, Jibril pushed her lips up.

It was her first kiss without purpose, just for comfort.

Her lips were reflected on the lips of Mao Zhihua, and the soft touch came, hitting the softest part of a person's heart.

"Master..."

The corners of Uzhihualie's mouth trembled slightly, as if she wanted to say something.

"wait for me."

Jibril said something, and then disappeared without stopping.

Uzhihualie stared at the place where Jibril disappeared, holding her hands on the ground, the blood had already gathered under her body, and her lips were turning white, but she didn't care at all.

"I understand, I will wait for you, wait for you for a hundred years, a thousand years, if I can't wait, it will ruin the world to find you..."

Uzhihualie murmured, "I'm still not strong enough..."

On the other side, Jibril came to the virtual circle. The virtual circle that had never seen the sun was filled with desolation and bright red, but she failed to find her goal.

"Is that so, in hell?"

Jibril thought for a moment, then inserted the knife into the ground.

Closing his eyes slightly, he sensed the imprint he had engraved.