[Comprehensive] Dimensional Tea Party

The virtual circle used to have no moon.

Under the dark sky, resentment and malice are everywhere, the desert is barren and the sky is pale, the jagged caves are surrounded by grotesque dead trees, the dense forests in the depths have bare branches, and strange creatures with halos around their eyes and mouths floating among them.

At that time, the virtual circle was called "moon", but it was the big copper eyes of the spider that came out to lead the way when the gate of hell was open.

Until later, an elegant god of death stepped into this barren territory with a smile on his face, a pure white and empty palace sprang up in the depths of the desert, and the moon began to appear.

Even if that is just an illusion created by the god of death.

Indra stood in the wind where the pale moonlight settled in the virtual circle, silently watching the evolution in front of him, as if listening to thunder in silence.

It seems that there was this kind of cognition many years ago, the birth of a strong man must be earth-shattering, shaking mountains and seas, if it is not famous, it will be called a hero in vain.

Ma Cang scoffed at this.

That year, he was looking for the method of making the defensive magic circle on the forum, and when he was collecting materials, he met a young man from the Tang country.

The young man is good at hidden weapons, and he can change his skills in battle. Behind the silver mask, the phoenix eyes are raised, and his body looks like a frightened dragon swimming around.

Ma Canghao caressed the palm of his hand, turned the fan into a sword, and smiled with the sharpness of star-to-star combat.

After fighting on the virtual battlefield, the two suddenly realized that the spiritual techniques they used seemed to come from the same vein.

After their trials and battles were over, the youth of the Tang Kingdom brought two altars of fine wine from his hometown, Shuzhong Bamboo Sea, and invited Ma Cang to have a drink.The wine stained his throat, and he vaguely mentioned his old friend who he hadn't seen for many years to his somewhat familiar new acquaintance.

The young man said that in his hometown, there are countless amazingly talented swordsmen, literati and chivalrous men with colorful paintings, heroes and beauties with colorful works, and all of them are celebrities born in the world.However, there is only his old friend, who is handsome and immortal in brocade clothes, and has the power to conquer mountains and seas, but he is unknown to outsiders.Qingqing Qiaoqiao appeared in the Bamboo Sea in the middle of Shu, and then left the West Lake without a trace.

When it came, it was silent, and when it left, it was alone.

"Okay, you will know what a strong man is after you have met him."

After a drink, Ma Canghao handed over Xinjiao's remarks to Indra. At that time, the young man smiled and said that if he was lucky enough to meet the old friend of SGX, he must take a good look to see if what he said was true. .

If you are a coquettish person, how can you hide yourself in the rivers and lakes?

In today's virtual circle, in front of Indra's eyes, a top existence among the races, Vastord, was quietly born.

This is really, confirming the jokes of the past.

The leopard stared blankly at its human-shaped companion, and its different posture made it understand what happened to the other party. It lowered its head and whined in a low voice, and then turned into a fierce roar——

"Ulquiorra! You are more advanced than me?!"

The pale young man called "Ulquiola" turned his head and calmly said to his former companion:

"I was Yachukas 500 years ago, Grimmjow."

The tone was very flat, very flat, quite Urquiola's usual style, but only Leo Xu, who had been with this guy for hundreds of years, understood the meaning of the other's words——

And you didn't know where you were 500 years ago.

"Ulquiorra——!"

Indra pushed away the leaping Leopard, threw him aside casually, and stretched out his hand to the newborn Varstord who was still kneeling on the ground.Throwing away the half-shattered mask on his head and the hollow hole in his chest, Ulquiorra is already infinitely close to a human being.

"Will you go to him with me?" said Indra.

After the illusion just now, even if Grimmjow is careless, he knows who this "he" is.

They were plotted in a moment of inattention, and it was Urquiola who seemed to have found something suddenly, and ran towards this direction crazily with it in his mouth.

Then he bumped into this spirit body that was neither void nor death.

"Are you abducting my companion in front of me?" Grimmjow's arrogant hair stood on end, and when he was about to get up, his companion in human form gave him a light look, and he could only sit back on the spot aggrieved.

The young man with black shattered hair looked at Indra fixedly, then took the other's outstretched hand, and stood up with his strength.

Is this going to go with this spirit body?

Well, he knew that Kiora had always remembered the human being.

Anyway, they just met by chance and lived together, so let's go, he's tired of seeing Urquiola's dead face.

The leopard was lying on the ground, with its ferocious head buried in its paws, its tail flicking, and its whole body was full of frustration.

After an unknown amount of time, Leopard suddenly felt that someone was grabbing his neck, and forcibly pulled his head out.

The cold breath at that moment made it too late for him to resist, Grimmjow stared at the pale boy with his ice blue eyes.

"You didn't follow that guy?"

Ulquiola said indifferently: "I just told him where the gate of hell is. That's where Lord Ye left."

"Why don't you go? Haven't you been looking for that guy's whereabouts?" Grimmjow was puzzled. When he met Ulkiola back then, he knew that this guy was looking for someone. Now he has the opportunity to go. Beside that person, why...

The young man lowered his eyes, and his black shattered hair cast thin and dense shadows. Grimmjow couldn't see the other party's expression clearly.

"Master Ye Wang doesn't want me to go out."

Grimmjow snorted a few times: "Your Lord Ye went to hell, maybe he..." died.

The remaining two words were swallowed by the cold eyes of the young man, Grimmjow thought bitterly, I am not afraid of him, but just don't want him to show such a pitiful expression when he hears these words.

It's definitely not because he can't beat Ulquiorra.

Ulquiola let go of his hand, and Leopard Xu's huge body crashed to the ground.He got up and brushed off the non-existent dust on the white cloak, and left with a wave of his hand.

"Go, Grimmjow."

Leopard Xu with a smooth figure licked his paws and followed the pace of his companions.

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When he saw the leopard, Indra knew that this man named Urkiola would not leave the circle with him, but he still asked a question, and then they divided up.

Following the direction given by Ulkiora, Indra moved forward slowly holding the long knife condensed by the force of yin.

During this period of experience, Indra has already honed his abilities to perfection, but he still feels that something is missing. The elusive state is mysterious, and Indra thinks that his body has been thrown there for too long. It's not a problem, so I have the idea of ​​leaving.

After staying in the virtual circle for so long, and not seeing the expeditionary army that Rukia mentioned, Indra felt that he should find a place to go out by himself.

The gate of hell that King Ma Cang Ye walked through is very suitable.

When Indra walked into a strange building deep in the virtual circle, he suddenly stopped.

Urquiola said that at the end of the virtual circle there is a door leading to hell, and to get to this door, one must first pass through the Palace of the Night.

The master of Xu Ye Palace is the king of Xu circle, rumored to be the most powerful Xu.

How King Ma Cang Ye passed through the Night Palace, Urquiola didn't elaborate, and there was no expression on his face.

The young man in the illusion seemed unscathed, but Indra didn't dare to trust him.

After all, he didn't know how a good past life existed, so he wouldn't underestimate the enemy because of it.

It turns out that Indra was right to be careful.

The former king of the virtual circle seems to have been driven away from the original virtual night palace, and thus he resented the god of death.

And although Indra is not the god of death, he is contaminated with the breath of the god of death and has stepped into its sphere of influence. How can this not make him angry?

What appeared in front of Indra was a body as strong as a mountain.

The visitor was wearing a black coat and a crown-shaped headdress. There was a long scar on his right eye, and a scar that spread from the corner of his mouth to his body.When he stepped on the quicksand, the air around him twisted, and any living thing contaminated by his breath would rot in an instant.

Void King, Bailegang Ruysen Gang.

"Humans—how dare you set foot on the king's territory—"

King Xu's voice was like thunder, standing in front of him, Indra's figure was too small.

Indra coolly raised a pair of blood-colored sharing eyes, and the whole person became excited——

After coming to Xuquan for so long, this was the first time he met an opponent who could make him tremble.

"You are the king of void?" Indra condensed the power of yin into a long knife, pointing at the opponent's crown from a distance: "Let me see how capable you are to make King Ye remember your name. "

Before the young man in white robe finished speaking, his figure had disappeared in place.The next moment, it appeared in front of Bailegang.

"King Ye?" Bailegang's expression suddenly changed.

"This is really a long-lost name..."

Balegon smiled with his mouth open, and the scars on his face were squeezed together with the twitching of his facial muscles. In his smile, there was the deepest malice——

"Then go to die!!!"

The king of the virtual circle, Bailegang, had the two most profound defeats in memory. One was driven out of the Xuye Palace by a god of death not long ago, and the other was lost to King Ma Cangye 500 years ago.

It was a humiliation he would never forget in his life.

Balegon dodged Indra's full blow with a ferocious smile, and the purple mist spread, covering all the surrounding buildings.

Indra sped up to leave the area where the mist spread, and when he stepped on it, he stopped a thousand feet out of thin air.

Through the rapidly spinning Sharingan, Indra saw that the buildings shrouded in mist were completely decayed, leaving no traces, and the speed of spreading was getting faster and faster.

"The ability to corrupt all things?"

Indra stood above the sky, and the kaleidoscope spun crazily. A black flame suddenly ignited on the rapidly spreading purple-black mist on the ground. The flame was continuous and endless, as if it was going to burn up the mist.

In the flames and dense fog, Indra heard King Xu's roar, and then countless purple flashes flew out from below, and the buildings or Xu that were hit by the purple light were instantly wiped out.

Indra narrowly avoided a few streaks of purple light, and frowned.

There is no way to hide such overwhelming false dodges.The fire of Amaterasu didn't burn as fast as the mist spread, and after a little hesitation, it had already reached the high altitude where Indra was.

Indra split a few false flashes, and the long knife formed by the yin force disappeared for a moment. During the dodge, Indra suddenly felt his hair stand on end, and his pupils shrank suddenly——

Xu Wang, who was supposed to push the fog below, had appeared behind him at some point.

The whole body was clamoring for danger, but it was too late to leave, and Indra subconsciously raised his knife to block behind him.

"click"

The long knife formed by the power of yin shattered in an instant, and Indra used the force to move forward for hundreds of meters. The flashing explosion behind him almost deafened his ears.

Cut, careless.

Not having a handy weapon is really frustrating, Indra raised his eyes and looked at the laughing King Xu in the mist——

"What? Reaper, is that all you can do?"

The author has something to say: Wu Xiaosi’s private setting is selfish. I used to drink Gewu back then, but unfortunately he died after that. Although Grimmjow was alive, he was also forgotten by the author later, sigh.jpg

Therefore, the setting of the god of death in this article is only up to the first part, that is to say, the boss of the god of death is only Aizen, and goodbye to the millennium bloody battle chapter.