"It was actually wiped out as soon as it arrived. It really embarrasses us, Master Mie!"

An arrogant voice came from behind Muyang Kimura. A pure white cloak, Mie Keshi looked at the burned charred land, a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes, and then looked at Muyang Kimura provocatively, and a ball of spiritual sons quickly gathered in his hands.

He turned around and looked at the newly appeared Master Mie Que with a expressionless face. Judging from the spiritual pressure on his body, this guy was much better than the one who had been destroyed by a wave of balls before.

But no matter how strong it is, it will be like this.

Among the Master Mie, apart from a few, few of them could be taken seriously by Muyang Kimura.

"Death! Your look really makes me unhappy!"

He noticed the contempt in Muyang Kimura's eyes, a blue vein swelled up on Master Mie's forehead, and the ball of spiritual sprite in his hand suddenly became violent. All kinds of nearby things, whether buildings, trees, or even land, quickly turned into spiritual sprites and rushed into Master Mie's hands. The violent spiritual sprite even rolled up a whirlwind.

"See? This is the power of our Master Misfortune! The Soul Realm of the Corpse is simply our home court! The spiritual sons in the air are so incredible that everything here is composed of spiritual sons. Only then can our power be truly exerted here! It is many times stronger than when we were in this world!"

Feeling the spirit son who quickly gathered around him and the terrifying power he was controlling, Master Mie's eyes were full of fanaticism.

"So, you god of death, just die obediently! The corpse soul world belongs to our Master Mike!!"

Accompanied by an angry shout, the spirits in Mieqiu's hand condensed together and turned into a huge bow and slung above his head. A huge pure blue bow and arrow composed of spirits suddenly shot out.

"Sacred Destroyer!"

Facing the arrow that emitted devastating waves, Muyang Kimura looked calm and simply raised his Zanpakura to his chest. A sharp sword energy burst out from the blade.

The silver-white slash effortlessly scattered Mie Keshi's bow and arrows without any blockage or decay. In Mie Keshi's horrified gaze, he passed through his body and disappeared into the sky.

"this···"

A bloodline appeared on Master Mie Que's forehead. He had no time to let out a moan, and he was cut into two pieces with full reluctance.

"Because the power that can be exerted in the Soul Realm is stronger than in the present world, so the battlefield was chosen in the Soul Realm?"

Muyang Kimura always felt that it would be impossible for such a simple reason that Mie Ke chose the battlefield in the Soul Realm.

"There must be something that I don't know about here!"

Looking towards Jinglingting, Muyang Kimura's eyes changed a little.

There must be a reason for the outbreak of war.

If the outbreak of the battle formation between Death and Mie Keshi was said to be due to the differences in the way the two dealt with Humi, Muyang Kimura would definitely not believe it.

War has always been driven by interests!

If you cannot gain benefits through war, no one will start the war easily!

"Let me take a closer look through this war that was a thousand years ago."

After taking a look at the battles everywhere in the Corpse Soul Realm, Muyang Kimura rushed towards Jinglingting. When the war broke out, the place must be the most intense and the place closest to the truth!

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In Nanliuhun Street, District 28, a team of death is carrying out a mission.

A few days ago, the God of Death, who was stationed here, reported that many local residents had disappeared. Not long after, the God of Death also lost contact. The newly sent God of Death did not discover anything in two days and also lost contact on the third day.

For such an abnormal situation, the captain of the fifth team directly sent 7 seats in the team and led a small team to investigate the situation.

These gods of death at the bottom will never know that they are chess pieces thrown by the upper level!

Similar things happened in many streets of Liuhun Street. However, the captains of each team turned a blind eye to each other and sent the God of Death in the team again and again, and finally let the backbone officer lead the team to investigate.

Buzz buzz ~~

A light blue piercing gate suddenly appeared in front of a group of death gods, and spiritual pressures came from behind the gate. Judging from the perceived spiritual network, it was a completely different existence from the death god.

Destroy Master!!

All the god of death changed their expressions and drew their swords in their hands.

In recent hundreds of years, there have been many frictions between the God of Death and the Miserk. This situation has reached its peak after the establishment of the Thirteenth Team of the Guarding Court. Although there is no formal declaration of war, small-scale battles have never stopped.

Unfortunately, death has always been at a disadvantage!

According to the surviving God of Death, Master Mie has a huge advantage in the corpse soul world. They can easily control the spirits in the air, and even forcefully turn everything in the corpse soul world into spirits for driving.

"For the sake of the empire, destroy the god of death!!"

Amid the nervous eyes of many death gods, a team of Mie Keshi walked out of the Piercing Gate. The leading Mie Keshi glanced at the team of Death who was waiting for it, and a cruel smile broke out from the corner of his mouth.

Hearing Master Mie Ke's words, the leader's pupils suddenly shrank.

This is definitely not those small-scale battles in the past!

"This is a war! The war has begun!"

He shouted loudly, and the leading officer took the lead in liberating his Zanpakura.

"Breaking it, Earth Rock Dragon!"

The Zanpakura in his hand hit the ground, and a wave was released to the surroundings with the officer as the center.

Rumble!!

The ground vibrated, as if a giant was stirring underground.

Click—

A crack appeared on the ground and then spread rapidly. Several migrant masters fell off guard.

Bang!

The cracked ground suddenly gathered together, and several rapid shouts came to an abrupt end.

"It's really embarrassing to Master Mie!"

After avoiding the attack of the god of death, the leader Mie Que's face turned gloomy. When he pulled his arm, a spiritual bow appeared in front of him.

"Rain of Light!"

Countless Lingzi bows and arrows shot out from Mie Keshi's hands, and endless bows and arrows spread towards the god of death like a covering of the sky and the sun.

With the actions of the leader Mike Shi, the rest of Mike Shi, who dodged, took out their own bows and arrows, and waves of arrow rain continued to shoot at the God of Death.

"rise!"

The spiritual pressure on his body surged violently, and the God of Death, who led the team, turned red. With his loud shout, the ground in front of him surged, and a huge earth wall blocked everyone, blocking the rain of arrows from Dekeshi.

"Quick! Report the situation here to the captain, I can't hold on for long!"

The earthen wall was destroyed by the rain of arrows, reorganized, and repeated, winning a short period of time for the gods of death.

"Asama seven seats!"
Chapter completed!