From the beginning of physical art to the heavens and the sky

Chapter 435 Parallel World
"Nara Break"

Juhbach murmured the strange name,
In countless parallel time and space, there are countless possibilities,
From this perspective, Juhabach is indeed omniscient to some extent.

But this time Jhogbach lost the message of the future.

Once the future parallel world has a relationship with the name Nara, it will be blurred.

Even his own ability to be omniscient and omnipotent will fail.

"Totally Unexpected Existence"

"From outside the world..."

Yuhabach was a bit heavy, as the son of the Spirit King, he naturally knew some secrets about the world.

"It's really the biggest obstacle"

"But before that..."

"If you can sit on the throne of the Spirit King..."

Juhabach squeezed the handle of the throne with a sharp look on his face,
"That's not a problem"

"The power of the father is not something anyone can resist..."

"I still need to wait a while..."

Juhbach looked at his palm, clenched his fist,
Gathering the power of all the destroyers made his power recovery quite fast.

"immediately.."

"Wait until the power is fully recovered..."

virtual circle, virtual night palace
Aizen pinched the head of a broken face, and a large amount of spiritual pressure poured in to make his expression happy.

Although the white exoskeleton is still covered, it still looks up slightly, looking quite cheerful.

"Fortunately, there were still a lot of experimental materials back then..."

“It's a great place to stay”

Aizen smiled and said,
"be a part of my body"

"It's the best answer for you"

"isn't it"

"Sar Apollo"

At this time, a man with pink hair and glasses suddenly appeared,
"you are?"

Alsapolo noticed the news that his subordinate officer had been killed, so he rushed over from the laboratory to take a look, only to find a familiar yet unfamiliar figure,
"Are you Master Aizen?!"

After all, Sal Apollo won over his former boss,

Compared with Shinigami, Xu is more sensitive to breath perception, and instantly noticed that the white humanoid creature in front of him carried the breath of blue dye.
Coupled with his stature and imposing manner, Asapolo instantly confirmed that the Aizen in front of him was the long-disappeared Aizen, the king of the virtual circle.

"Long time no see, Sal Apollo,"

Aizan casually threw down the dry and battered corpse that had been extracted, and turned to Saar Apollo,
"Master Aizen, this is you."

Saar Apollo carefully looked at Aizen's current state, the more he looked at it, the more exuberant the inexplicable brilliance in his eyes,

"This perfect form,"

"Like a chrysalis before breaking out of its cocoon and becoming a butterfly,"

"Completely integrates the power of the void and the god of death,"

"It can also mercilessly extract the spiritual power of the broken face,"

Saar Apollo, looking at Aizen Soyousuke in front of him, whose aura became more and more vigorous because he had extracted the spiritual power of Pomian,
He also looked very excited,

"I didn't expect that, Aizen-sama,"

"After all, let you complete the most perfect evolution,"

"The perfect combination of imaginary and death,"

"Does this state have a name?"

Saapolo was a human alchemist before his death, and he also played a role similar to that of a researcher in the Void Palace.
That's why it has been preserved from the original ten blades to the present,
"This state,"

Aizen Soyousuke looked at the white exoskeleton wrapped around his body,

"That's right, I haven't named myself yet,"

"Although it is a bit annoying, it is indeed a state worthy of study as you said,"

"Call it a chrysalis,"

Aizen said lightly,
"So, Sal Apollo, are you willing to help me break out of the cocoon and transform into a butterfly?"

"Isn't such a noble evolution what researchers most hope to see?"

Sal Apollo smiled softly,

"Yes, such a perfect essence is indeed what I long for,"

"But I don't want the state of being swallowed to be part of that state,"

"If you are swallowed by you, Aizen-sama,"

"It must be dead, and there will be no residue left,"

Aizen Soyousuke shook his head slightly, feeling helpless,
"It seems that I still have to do it myself,"

"It's a pity, I have always been kind to my subordinates,"

"But for the traitors, that's not necessarily the case,"

Sal Apollo smiled contemptuously,
Between emptiness and emptiness, only surrender to the strong,
If Da Xu, who was at the next level, was seriously injured and sentenced to death,

The hypocrisy of the inferior will devour it,

It's not betrayal,
It's natural selection in the virtual circle,

Saar Apollo drew out his Zanhundao,

"So Aizen-sama,"

"Although you have such an almost perfect evolved body, your current state is not very good,"

"I felt that weak Reiatsu level,"

"I'm not even the last among the ten blades,"

"It seems that he has suffered quite serious injuries, Aizen-sama,"

Saar Apollo quietly raised the Zanhun Dao,

"So rather than being a failed researcher, I'm more inclined to let you hang in the specimen bottle and let me watch the research,"

Saar Apollo can naturally perceive Aizen's weakness, but it really makes Saar Apollo rise up to completely betray Aizen's idea,
It was because he found that he was by his side, without traces of the mirror,

Sal Apollo knew the importance of a soul-slaying knife to the god of death,

What's more, it is the completely unsolvable soul-slaying sword ability of Jinghua Shuiyue. If Aizen's soul-slashing sword is still there, no matter how weak Aizen is, Saar Apollo would not dare to betray directly.

But now Lan Ran doesn't have the Soul Slaying Knife in his hands, even if it is a mirror flower and water moon, it is impossible to use it without the blade body.
So Sal Apollo thinks that Aizen is already weak to the extreme at this time, and it's not that he has no chance to fight back.
For Xu, naturally there is no loyalty at all, only submitting to the strong is instinct,
And betraying the weak is not betrayal at all,
"It seems that you have some misunderstandings,"

"Sar Apollo,"

Aizen's voice began to gradually become quieter, and the momentum of his voice became more and more deep like a voice

"No matter how much the king falls from the throne,"

"I won't look at the ants too high,"

"Because ants are ants after all,"

"It just needs to be run over lightly, and it's dead,"

Sal Apollo looked disdainful,

At this time, Aizen no longer felt like a substantial threat to him at the beginning, no matter how big he was, it was useless.

"If you want my life,"

"Bet your life on it,"

"Master Aizen,"

Aizen Soyousuke nodded,
Opened his mouth slowly,

"Broken Way Ninety Black Coffin!"

"Keng!"

In the subterranean space below the bipolar,

Asai Renji held an ordinary soul-slaying knife, struggling with the enemy,
He did not use Shijie or Swastika,
Because the enemy in front of him is his Zanhundao itself, Sheweiwan
Therefore, the shallow strike in his hand has lost the spirit of the soul-killing knife, and there is no way to complete the initial solution or the swastika solution.
For a god of death, the liberation of being unable to use the Zhanhundao is a great restriction on one's own strength.

Obviously, the Sheweiwan on the opposite side has no such restrictions as the Zhanhundao itself,
The short Shewei Wan held the Shewei Wan in his hand,
With a light swing, the blade in his hand came out like a spirit snake,
Changing its position rapidly in the air, and at a completely unexpected angle, it crashed directly into Asai Renji's chest,
And Asai Renji, who only had an ordinary soul-slaying knife in his hand, only had time to resist hastily,
He was knocked out at high speed, plowing a large area of ​​marks on the ground.

"I think that's the end of it."

Shewei Wan said coldly, "

"It's so boring, Renji,"

"Are you so weak without our strength?"

"It's hard to even be serious!"

"Fight like playing house!"

Sheweimaru looked at Renji Asai who fell to the ground, with deep disappointment in his eyes,
And the baboon woman also held the same tone
"Love time"

"Do you think we can't detect the weakness in your heart?"

"We are you,"

"From the beginning of the battle until now, he dare not even swing a knife at us,"

"Are you afraid of hurting me?"

"Still afraid to face that weak self,"

Indeed, from the beginning of the battle to the present, Asai Renji has never had the upper hand or evenly matched
For the Zanhundao spirit body that is powerful and fully familiar with its own fighting style, and even more proficient in using Sheweiwan,

Asai Renji seemed to have no ability to resist at all, and was always on the way to be beaten,

After a while, the underground space was already full of potholes, all of which were traces of Asanjing Renji being knocked into the air.

"hateful."

Asai Renji was exhausted from the battle at this time,
Reluctantly propping up his body with a light blow, he stared at the familiar yet unfamiliar Zhanhundao in front of him,

"Think about why you are fighting, Renji"

Sheweiwan said coldly,

"I know all about your weak little thoughts,"

"Don't dare to face the weakness of my childhood sweetheart,"

"Did not dare to go back and forth with the strong to compete openly,"

"It's called perfection, or protection,"

"but now,"

Sheweiwan's expression is getting more and more disdainful
"Renji, whether you are a heart or a knife, you are soft,"

"Think about it, why did you draw your sword in the first place?"

"And why pursue power without hesitation?"

"Is that kind of bravery retreated because of emotional failure?"

"Because we are your soul-slaying knife, so you don't want to, do you want to do your best?"

Every time Sheweimaru said a word, Asai Renji's face became ugly. As Asai Renji's soul-slaying sword, Sheweimaru was very clear about Asai Renji's inner weaknesses and things he didn't want to face,

But today everything is completely unreserved, but A Sanjing Renji said it out loud,

This made Asai Renji a little difficult to face himself, feeling very ashamed,

"If only that were the case,"

"Not as good as we said at the beginning,"

The baboon woman was equally indifferent, as if she had completely disappointed her master,
"Death at our hands,"

"Lenji,"

Talking about Sheweiwan and the baboon girl walking forward slowly at the same time,
Sheweiwan held up the blade in his hand, as if he really wanted to kill Renji completely,
And when Sheweiwan and Baboon walked up to Renji, raised the blade high, and dropped it decisively,
A Sanjing Renji raised the soul-decapitating knife in his hand with a blank expression, and blocked the beheading blow,

"Indeed,"

Asai Renji's voice was devoid of any emotion,

"I've always been in a state of weakness,"

"Although in the name of being desperate for power,"

"But fleeing from reality itself around me,"

"But Shewei Wan,"

"As a man, I will never forget the original intention of picking up the blade,"

"Not just to protect, but to catch up,"

"It's even more for the longing for the strong!!"

A Sanjing Renji gave a loud shout at the end, the spiritual pressure on his body suddenly exploded,
The Shewei pill and the baboon female bullet flew out,
"So I've figured it out,"

"Now I want to defeat you here, and then become stronger again!"

Asai Renji touched his forehead with his left hand, and then pulled hard,
A virtual mask in the shape of flames appeared on A Sanjing Renji's face,

At the same time, the murderous aura and aura of A Sanjing Renci continued to rise, reaching a level far beyond the previous one.

"That's interesting, Renji,"

Shewei Wan had a gloomy smile, but with a hint of appreciation.

"But if it's that simple, this test would be too easy,"

The baboon woman interjected,

"Forget it, at least it's out of the category of playing house, be serious about big breasted girls,"

Sheweiwan seems to be a bit reluctant,
Baboon girl nodded,
"Then let's be serious about Renji."

"Swastika solution.."

"Baboon King Shewei Wan!"

The voice of the duet of girls and children sounded on the field.

The huge spiritual pressure turned into a substantial storm, blowing away the dust,
In the bundled Zanhun Dao Dao Ling, the smaller Sheweiwan turned into a huge bone snake like a patchwork of hard bones,

And the tail of the bone snake was caught by the right hand of the baboon woman,
"and also."

The finger stretched out by the baboon girl seemed to remember something,
"We should have just said that."

"We are you, Renji,"

Listening to the words spoken by the baboon girl, A Sanjing Renji felt an ominous premonition in his heart.

"So you don't think that thing on your face,"

The baboon woman smiled meaningfully,
"I won't use it,"

The eyes behind Asai Renji's mask widened severely,
And in the next second, the purple-black spiritual pressure around the baboon girl condensed,
In an instant, a mask that was exactly the same as A Sanjing Renji's face was concretized,

"So now it's dinner,"

The voice of the baboon woman is a bit like a ensemble at this time, with a huge reverberation,
At the same time, the spiritual pressure on her body also increased to an extremely exaggerated level under the blessing of the swastika and the fake mask.

In this way, Asai Renji, who was unable to use the swastika, felt great pressure,
"Don't be surprised, Renji,"

"I told you so,"

"Fight with the determination to be killed,"

Saying that the baboon girl flicked her tail in her hand,

The huge bone snake rushed towards A Sanjing Lianci as if it had vitality!
(End of this chapter)