Byakuya's son

"You can stand here well now, your Zanpakuto has paid a big price..." Nie Yuli smiled happily, but the laughter was still a bit cold, he patted lightly and was already caught by the sound. Wu Wu placed the white humanoid template on the ground, nodded in satisfaction, then took out a black remote control from his arms, stepped aside, and pressed the red button on the remote control at the moment when Tongming's pupils suddenly shrank, "He has changed It's very interesting!"

Red lightning began to appear on the ground, with a slightly tingling spiritual pressure, continuously gathering on the human-shaped template, and emitting a red light, getting brighter and brighter, and finally——

"Bastard who gets in the way! My uncle and him are equal! Equal! Why do you hinder me! This uncle is going to swallow you!" The familiar roar pierced into Tongming's ears, making his expression change drastically, and the corners of his mouth froze coldly. It became a line, and immediately, Tongming took the initiative to remove the black silk scarf covering him for the first time in the battle, revealing his eyes full of coldness.

Replacing the position of the humanoid template, a familiar but unfamiliar figure appeared before Tongming's eyes.A pattern of red flames began to appear on the edge of a snow-white gown, and his expression was almost always calm in Tongming's eyes. Condemn's face was full of ferociousness at this moment, and what shocked him even more was that Condem's face was slowly deforming and changing. It became more and more like himself, but then the face distorted again, and turned into the appearance of condemnation again, repeating itself, roaring continuously.

Or, more and more like another self.

"In order to keep your soul intact, your Zanpakuto transfers most of its power to your knots to prevent you from further blurring, which directly leads to - his own blurring." The disgusting voice seemed to be one The rusty but still sharp sawtooth tore at Tong Ming's mind, "It's a very interesting phenomenon, this is the first virtual cut..."

"I will give you fifteen breaths to explain how to stop it." Nirvana Yuri's voice was interrupted coldly, a pure flame that seemed to turn everything into ashes was burning in her bright black pupils, and when she clearly saw this flame In that instant, even Nirvana Yuri felt a burning pain in his heart.

"Give him back the power from Zanpakutō." Nirvana Mayori was stared at him uncomfortably, and replied instinctively. Then, feeling ashamed, she froze for a moment, then pointed at her hair angrily and began to turn. The red figure said, "As for how to return it, use the knife in your hand to pierce his chest within three hours - there is no guarantee that it will work..."

Judgment with a face full of pain suddenly raised his head, loosened his long red hair, interrupted Nirvana Yuri, endured the pain, and showed a fierceness that could not be seen in normal Tongming. He stared at Tong Ming: "Are you stupid? You let me out... Go, go!"

Tongming remained unmoved, facing the judgment, a slight but firm sentence was spoken by Tongming: "I will save you."

These words made Judgment's expression slightly stagnant, he stared at the bright face for a while, barely controlled his breathing, and said in a way that was as stable as possible: "You don't even know what the consequences of this will be... idiot."

Before Tong Ming could open his mouth, Judgment continued, but his face became paler and paler, and the aura on his body began to change rapidly, "But the master is an idiot... I think... I think Zanpakuto is not so smart. ...go...for three hours...you'll be fine..."

"Hurry up if you want to do it! The humanoid template can only last for three hours! Hurry up and kill... ah! You bastard!"

A huge red flash with a destructive aura hit Nie Yuri fiercely, as if being swallowed mercilessly by the sea, and after Nie Yuri screamed, there was no more sound.

The smoke and dust dissipated, revealing Nie Yuli who had already melted half of his body. His face was painful, his body twitched slightly, but strangely, he didn't leave a single drop of blood in the huge wound, and he was even able to stay sane and stare fiercely at the sneak attack. Immediately, his people... exploded with a bang, turning into a viscous green liquid and slowly flowing on the ground.

"Kill me? Then if you want to kill me, I will help you!" A slightly manic laughter sounded, and the man with long red hair drew out the Zanpakutao. His face was no longer a condemnation, but It became exactly the same as Tongming, with a face full of hostility, he pointed the blade at Tongming who had also drawn out the knife, "The bugs in the way are gone, as long as I kill you, I can still take the initiative."

"Where is the conviction?" Tong Ming stared at the man in front of him who looked exactly like himself, through the man's bright red pupils, as if he wanted to see someone he wanted to see in the depths of his eyes.

"The moment that guy told you to kill me with a knife, or him, he gave up his futile resistance to me!" The red-haired man screamed and laughed viciously, as if using words to torture him It made him feel great joy, "It's very interesting, right?! The loyalty of a pet dog is full of distrust for someone who is incompetent!"

"What do you mean?"

The tone of Tong Ming's question didn't tremble a bit, and he didn't seem to be moved by the other party's words. The difference seemed to be only the oppressive feeling brought about by the sudden condensation of the surrounding spiritual pressure and the dropping temperature.

"That guy was right just now. Stabbing the knife into my uncle's body can indeed return the power to convict him. I really can't do anything to him, but ah..." The red-haired man raised his eyebrows slightly, full of anger. The smile on his face suddenly showed a kind of disdain, and the figure suddenly disappeared from the spot, and then appeared behind Cong Tongming, with a shriek that tore through the air, and mercilessly swung the blade from top to bottom, "You just Dead!"

Tongming, who had been vigilant all the time, was naturally prepared. Without any extra movement, he turned around very simply, drew his knife, and at the moment the blade was facing him, he firmly blocked the blade with a strong killing intent, and then he When he saw the face that looked exactly like his own, he was filled with a kind of outrageous anger and jealousy, he put more force in his hand, and approached Tongming with the blade, "Bastard! It's just a knife! Is it for anyone to use it!? To be so stubborn, how dare you look down on me... Wait until I cut you off! Then devour him completely! See if he can hand over the power of the sword!"

Suddenly he found that Tongming's expression was suddenly a little stiff, and at the same time felt that Tongming was pouring spiritual pressure into the blade, and laughed wildly: "What's the matter? Did you realize that you can't release Zanpakuto? The guy who condemned him is now in my stomach. Li! Now both of us can't use the power of the knife, I don't believe that I can't kill you!"

Tongming's mood is very unstable now, and an unprecedented self-blame gnaws at his pride of being the god of death. For the first time, he noticed that he was not strong. For the first time, he realized... It turned out that he had been relying on him from the beginning to the end. It was all that knife, without which he would do nothing.

Even his pride comes from Zanpakuto.

"I can do without you." The hand holding the knife seemed to start to tremble slightly because of the huge pressure. Tong Ming suddenly raised his head, fixedly staring at the face that was the same as his own, and stared at the red pupil deeply. At the same place, there may or may not be a figure, saying word by word: "The dead wood is bright and has not fallen to the point where you need to give up yourself to save it!"

A spiritual pressure that seemed to have become extremely pure after countless years of tempering suddenly erupted on Tong Ming's body, and he lost the ability to release, but he found the pure inspiration when he was fighting in an instant.The silver-blue light began to flow in Tongming's eyes, and the huge coercion was released in vain from the surprised expression of the red-haired man, as thick as the depths of the sea, so that the red-haired man couldn't believe that this was a person who had lost his soul. The power of the god of death!

"Condemn, you can't die!"

With a step on his back foot, he sank into the ground, and the knife he held in his hands no longer trembled, but increased his strength in an instant, and swung the knife back the red-haired man.