I have a Zanpakutō

Chapter 456, Arrival

After fighting for a long time, the two sides gradually fell into a stalemate.

Relying on the advantages of its large size and strong body, the yellow bird will not dodge or dodge most of the attacks. Every time it swings its giant wings and claws, it will be culled in a gust of wind and rain.

The righteous and evil people below, because they have to take care of the weaker disciples, the elders also defend more than attack, the counterattack is not very strong, and they can't break through the defense of the beast, and they are extremely aggrieved for a while!

Zhang Han hid in the depths of the clouds, quietly staring at the battle below, his blood-colored pupils carefully scanned every corner of the audience, and he couldn't help frowning secretly, "Could it be that the ghost king doesn't plan to capture the yellow bird? If that's the case, can That's trouble!"

The main purpose of attracting people here with the Heavenly Emperor's Treasury is to attract the ghost king. Now that the ghost king doesn't show up, he can only sigh secretly. It seems that the Blood Refining Hall is destined to fight the ghost king sect head-on!

Not long after, the fight reached its height, and under the weight of Huang Niao, the three factions of the righteous way and the three sects of the Demon Sect formed two battle groups tacitly, and divided into two directions to besiege Huang Niao.

Facing the overwhelming sword rain and precious light, the mighty physical body still couldn't resist. The originally bright feathers dimmed a lot and fell off countless times. There were dozens of shallow or deep scars on the abdomen and giant wings, and the blood flow continued.

After being injured, the yellow bird became more ferocious, and its shrill and high-pitched song pierced through the dark clouds, and it swayed far above the empty dead marsh.

The giant beak and sharp claws attacked everyone frequently, almost desperately fighting for their lives. The ferocious and fierce aura was much higher than before.

During the fierce battle, Jin Ping'er, who was protected by a group of brothers and sisters, suddenly stared down at the sea of ​​flowers in the distance.

At this moment, under the terrifying power of the shock and the raging wind, the sea of ​​flowers has long been in a mess, and fallen flowers are everywhere.

However, even in this ruined scene, there is a small flower garden that is still flourishing, competing for beauty, which is a bit strange!
"Could it be that someone is lying in ambush there, sitting and watching me fight that beast, preparing to be the last oriole?"

Jin Ping'er's brows were affectionate, the corners of his mouth were smiling, his eyes were full of water, and suddenly he formed a magic formula, a purple light flashed from his sleeve, turned into a sharp light, and slashed towards the left wing of the yellow bird.

Although Jin Ping'er has not yet reached the supernatural state, but the Zimang Blade is the Nine Heavens Divine Weapon, extremely sharp, and its power is no less than Lu Xueqi's Divine Sword Tianya.

In an instant, an inconspicuous purple light stood out from among the colorful lights, struck on the left wing of the yellow bird, and disappeared in a flash.

Compared with the giant wings hundreds of meters long, the wound caused by the purple light blade is extremely small, but it penetrates extremely deep into the flesh. The painful yellow bird screamed up to the sky and fell into a rage.

Jin Ping'er stretched out her jade-like white palm, and with a light stroke, the Zimang blade instantly detached from Huang Niao's left wing and flew back into the sleeve.

The yellow bird's giant eyes opened and closed, and followed the purple light to find the murderer who attacked him. There was an astonishing cruel killing intent in his eyes, and suddenly he closed his wings, regardless of the surrounding attacks, and swooped down towards Jin Ping'er .

Facing the huge monster swooping down like a storm, Jin Ping'er not only didn't get nervous, but giggled twice, her delicate body flashed, like a goose-yellow slender cloud, she rushed straight towards the blooming flowers.

The yellow bird let out a clear whistle, shook its giant wings, and followed closely behind Jin Ping'er, with a frightening momentum, as if vowing to tear it to pieces before giving up!
It was too late to say that, Jin Ping'er's figure flashed with lightning, and she saw that her shoulder was about to be grabbed by the giant yellow bird's claws, but she had already flown over the flowerbed, and there was a red light flashing in the corner of her eye.

At this moment, a sudden change occurred!
Above the flowers, bursts of red light burst out suddenly, connecting them together in an instant, and an ancient tripod with a red body appeared in the sky above the head. It was the treasure of the Ghost King Sect, the Fulong Ding!

There was a person standing on the Fulongding, with a calm expression, chanting words in his mouth, and the mysterious incantation slowly echoed on the top of the giant tree.

Below, You Ji led the disciples of the Ghost King Sect to activate the Dragon Fault magic circle, and the red light increased several times again, connecting with the Vulture Dragon Cauldron standing in the sky.

The yellow bird was caught off guard, and its huge body bumped directly into the red light curtain. It only heard the "bang" sound that shook the sky, but it couldn't shake the seemingly fragile light curtain.

Having lived for tens of thousands of years, the yellow bird's wisdom is almost as good as that of human beings. Just now, it was hot-blooded and came straight to Jin Ping'er.Looking at this posture now, I immediately realized that these hateful and despicable human monks had already lurked here and used formations to deal with themselves.

How could the yellow bird be willing to catch it without a fight?Immediately waving the giant wings, the huge body like a hill rushed left and right, desperately hitting the light curtain transformed by red light.

I don't know if it was because of the exhausted fighting with everyone just now, or because of the strength of the Dragon Fault formation, the yellow bird hit the light curtain several times, but it was always blocked by the mysterious runes.

For a while, not only failed to break the light curtain, but worsened the injuries on his body.

"It seems that you still don't give up on the Four Spirit Blood Formation!"

In the clouds, Zhang Han's eyes brightened. After waiting for a long time, he finally waited for the moment when the ghost king appeared. He was overjoyed, and immediately pulled out the Zanpakudao, and whispered, "卍解, Qianbenying is very strict!"

As Yan Ling proclaimed from his mouth, Zhang Han turned his grip on the handle of the knife and slowly released it.I saw Zanpakuto glowing pink, which was not conspicuous at all under the cover of dense clouds.

Zanpakudao fell slowly along with the gravity, and in an instant, the void under the feet suddenly rippled like water waves, spreading layer by layer.

When the entire knife was submerged in the ripples, two rows of giant blades appeared behind Zhang Han at the same time.Each blade is about seven or eight meters long, and the number is no less than one hundred.Like the soldiers guarding Zhang Han, they are neatly lined up behind them.

In an instant, the giant blade started from the top and suddenly exploded into clusters of pink cherry blossoms, dancing with the wind, like cheerful little elves, dancing and spinning around the body.Hundreds of millions of petals, like a landslide and tsunami, dispersed the surrounding dark clouds.

"go with!"

Zhang Han slowly raised his right hand, facing the ghost king who was sitting on the Fulong tripod below, and pressed down with his backhand.

The dancing sea of ​​flowers seemed to be controlled by an inexplicable force, and it seemed that the torrential rain had found an outlet, and suddenly turned into a pink dragon, flying straight down like claws.

Looking from a distance, in the sky, deep in the sea of ​​clouds, there seems to be a pink waterfall flowing out, flying straight down, hanging in the void, under the bright sun, it is so poetic and picturesque, like a dream!
There is an astonishing chill in the beauty!

The ghost king who was manipulating the Dragon Fault magic circle suddenly raised his head and couldn't help shaking his body. In an instant, the sea of ​​flowers flying towards him was not far away from him.

Without even thinking about it, the Ghost King let out a loud shout, and the mysterious mantra seemed to become louder too, and the light curtain that was integrated with the Fulong Cauldron suddenly exploded, enveloping his body inside.

Rumble!
The true energy and spiritual pressure carried by each cherry blossom are not very strong, but thousands of impacts still make the red light curtain tremble violently, causing layers of ripples, criss-crossing, and then downwards Spread out.

At this scene, the ghost king's heart jumped violently, his face panicked, it seemed that in the next second, the powerful light curtain that could trap even a yellow bird would be shattered by the overwhelming sea of ​​flowers.

Fortunately, the Trapped Dragon Fault Magic Formation is an ancient evil formation with unparalleled power, and the Fulongding Cauldron is a top-level magic weapon. With the combination of the two, whenever the light curtain is about to shatter, the mysterious spell will shine brightly. point.

In the end, Zhang Han's attack was stopped.

After the blow, hundreds of millions of cherry blossoms fluttered and returned to Zhang Han's side.

With an inexplicable smile on the corner of Zhang Han's mouth, he lifted his foot and walked down.

Every time he took a step, the sea of ​​flowers around him fluttered one after another. Hundreds of cherry blossoms combined to form a step, which fell under his feet and supported his body.

Looking from a distance, the sea of ​​flowers actually formed a ladder in the void!
Against the tall and straight figure in white clothes, he walked swiftly, as if a nine-day god fell into the mortal world, slowly descending from the throne of heaven in the depths of the void.

(End of this chapter)