The aura emitted by the Gate of Hell shocked Kyoto Chunshui.

Previously, he had been suspicious of Yamamoto's behavior of Masaki Yamamoto's pacification and disposal of Hare, and now he finally understood.

Haye, it is really possible to make the Gate of Hell appear in the Soul Realm.

No comfort is too much for them.

Even if Hae Er wanted to read in the Dalingshu corridor, Kyoto Chunshui felt that Tsunayaya's family was ignorant.

Compared to the appearance of the Gate of Hell, Hae Er just wanted to read the book. He is really a kind person.

But now that he has angered him, he has no turning back.

"This is not good." Kyung Le Chunshui's face was grim, holding the Huatian Kuang Bone in both hands, and her pink coat was rumbling in the sky. She turned her head and looked at Hae'er: "It seems that I have to fight you, Brother Hae'er.

I am really scared that your spiritual pressure has caused such a terrifying scene.

The higher one wins.”

At the end, Kyung Le Chunshui began to attack Heer. The tallest winner at the end was almost silent. He stepped in front of Heer and chopped down at Heer's shoulder in the posture of a tall figure.

The initial solution of Kyoto Chunshui can turn children's game into reality. As long as you step into the spiritual pressure range of Huatian Kuanggu, you will be forced to participate in the game. All rules are determined by Huatian Kuanggu.

If you win, you can survive, and if you lose, you must die. Even his master, Chunshui, is no exception.

But the game is not completely fair. Since the knife holder knows the rules of the game more clearly than the enemy and has the right to change the game types at any time, the knife holder has a better advantage in the game.

It is an unchangeable fact that Haye's spiritual pressure is lowered. No matter whoever covers him with a spiritual pressure attitude, he will be hit.

However, if you get the trick, Haer can crack any skill through his own initial solution to the entanglement of the spiritual particles, learn and fight back.

In the final analysis, it is Lingzi who is based on the foundation of all skills!

The spiritual pressure of Jingle Chunshui is higher than that of Hae'er, and it enveloped Hae'er under the spiritual pressure of Huatian Crazy Bone. This skill "those with the highest victory" won, Hae'er was hit.

The rule of the game for those who are at a higher level is: if our position is higher than the enemy, our slashing power will increase dramatically, enough to make the enemy fatal. If the enemy's position is higher than the enemy's, the enemy's slashing power will increase dramatically, enough to make our slashing power will increase dramatically, enough to make our slashing power.

"You can't stop my steps." He'er's face was plain, and he kept stepping on Lingzi and walked forward. Facing the slash that Jingle Chunshui, the high-ranking man won the slash, he raised his hand slightly, and the blade blocked the high-ranking man won the slash.

The Zanpakura, which collided with each other, made a loud noise, shocking the surrounding spirits into circles and dispersing, and the powerful force of the slash was as heavy as a mountain.

‘Bang——’

A dark ball behind Hail was like a black balloon, and a gap broke out, and the strong wind of power came out from the gap. The slashing force that the higher ones won was released by Hail was transferred from the Zanpakura in his hand to the dark balloon.

"Very powerful slashing force." Haer praised in a low voice. It was indeed a very powerful slashing force, but it was useless.

In just one sentence, the dark ball behind Haer that released the slashing impact strength recovered again.

Jing Le Chunshui raised his eyebrows and had no time to talk. Hua Tiankuang in his hands turned into a slash of sword light and slashed towards Heer, making full use of the rules of the game where the higher ones win.

Haye kept walking, holding the Zanpakura's arm turned into a shadow. While walking forward, he used the Zanpakura to slash out countless sword lights and collided with Huatian Kuanggu.

The three thousand worlds behind him are constantly bursting and recovering with the force that is pouring out.

After competing with sword skills for a while, Kyung Le Chunshui found that even if he used the rule of the highest victory to deal with Hae'er, he would not be able to catch up with the dark ball behind Hae's release of strength and recover quickly.

He stumbled slightly and said almost silently: "The person who is trampled on the shadow will lose!"

Kyora Chunshui's Huatian Kuangbo changed the game to: The shadow is trampled and lost.

The rules of this game are: both enemies and us can penetrate into each other's shadow and attack each other at almost zero distance.

A moment of ‘moment’.

Jingle Chunshui seemed to disappear in an instant in front of Heer, leaving only a large pink jacket to cover the sunshine.

He Er waved his knife casually and cut Jingle Chunshui's wide pink jacket into two pieces.

The shadow shrouded in the shadow.

'laugh--'

A splash of knife tips came out of Heer's chest. Jingle Chunshui used her coat to cover the sunlight, creating Heer's shadow, entering his shadow, and stabbing Huatian into his chest.

His figure slowly sneaked out of Hae'er's shadow, and with a smile on the corner of his mouth, the pink jacket that was cut open two pieces fell downwards.

"Brother, please pay attention. My Zanpakura abilities are a bit difficult to guard against." Kyōra Harumizu looked at Hae Er with a smile.

But he found that He'er never stopped and was moving forward. If the big wound on his chest did not flow out, the light of the Lingzi lit up slightly and healed automatically.

Kyōra Chunshui took a breath and couldn't help but be shocked.

Is his body composed of a Taoist?

This will heal automatically?

"Is the world of shadow?" Haye'er's expression was plain, his eyes were almost ruthless, and he fell into endless calculations of battle, and began to resolve the entanglement of microscopic spiritual particles in the world. When facing each enemy, he would conduct endless learning and calculations and absorb all useful skills.

All the foundation of this world is Lingzi.

"It's too simple to use." Haye walked forward, ignoring Jingle Chunshui, and said slowly: "All the foundation of this world is Lingzi. The shadow world built by Lingzi is unobstructed."

"It's over, Kyung Le Chunshui."

He'er walked forward calmly with his face, and threw a Zanpakura with his right hand and said slowly: "Every piece of clothing on you has a shadow, every hair on you has a shadow, and every cell has a shadow like a shadow. Even the microscopic spirits have a shadow. Materials and space are closely related, and there is a close relationship between spirits and spirits.

Unfortunately, you used a knife to pass through my chest and contacted my spiritual son."

Jingle Chunshui felt cold in his heart, and a sense of crisis everywhere emanated from the bottom of his heart. He devoted all his best spiritual pressure and couldn't help but chant:

"Bankai - Huatian Kuangbang·Hei Song··········"

His Bankai has not been liberated yet, and Hae'er continued in a faint tone of walking forward:

"Sorry, I'm not interested in your Bankai, just be buried in the shadow."

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Kyōra Chunshui's body was frozen, and the black shadow spikes pierced from the inside of the body and from the pores on every part of the body surface. It was denser and terrifying than a hedgehog.
Chapter completed!