Until the end of the battle, the wooden house behind Tanjuro was not damaged by a single sword qi.

He lay on the ground exhausted, and the temperature of the Hedao dropped rapidly, turning back into an ordinary Nikkaku knife.

Even the full version of Breath of the Day that he saw from his memory made him stronger.

But he was also unable to completely complete the thirteen forms of the breath of the sun, that is, from the one type to the twelve forms one after another, and continue continuously.

He released at most two times in a row, and his body had already reached its limit.

If it can truly complete the thirteenth form, I am afraid that only its creator will succeed the national yuan.

'No, there is another person who can definitely use the full breath of the sun.

Tanjuro tilted his head and thought secretly when he saw Bai Ye approaching.

With the physical fitness and endless ability of his adopted son, it is impossible to fully use the breath of the sun.

Bai Ye walked up to his side and threw a reply on Tanjuro, quickly recovering his injuries and physical strength.

Phew.

Then, as said, Bai Ye personally cut off the head of the black death mou, and the huge head flew into the air, and when it was about to land, it was sucked in by a black vortex.

"Twenty-five. Some

cold voices reached Bai Ye's ears, and the number of puppets that satisfied the march of the dead finally reached the minimum standard.

The slashing knife broke away from Bai Ye's hands and turned into a mature woman with black hair and black eyes, short hair that was shoulder-length, and wearing a black kimono.

Just knelt in front of Bai Ye and looked at him with burning eyes.

To be honest, it was the first time he had seen the appearance of Miss Dao Ling since the beginning of the deceased's march.

Usually, when he enters the spirit world to communicate with her, she has been hiding in a ball of light.

I couldn't see what she looked like.

Miss Dao Ling held Bai Ye's hand, put it on her face, and said with a bit of intoxication:

"Finally let me really touch the master, it's really been a long time." Looking

at Miss Dao Ling, whose painting style was gradually collapsing, Bai Ye also subconsciously pinched her pink cheeks.

Well, cold and cold, not like the body temperature that a living person can have, it is worthy of being an expert in playing with the undead.

At this time, a brand new name appeared in Bai Ye's mind, and he held Miss Dao Ling's hand with his backhand and pronounced a new liberation language:

"Apocalypse, Undead Heavenly Tribulation." In

an instant, a huge force rose from his body, rolling up gusts of wind, and Miss Dao Ling's body underwent strange changes.

A black battle flag stood in front of him, blown by the strong wind.

The increase in the strength of the Swastika is enormous, usually ranging from five times to ten times the initial solution.

However, it is somewhat inapplicable to Bai Ye, and the strength of his swastika depends on how many puppets he has.

The march of the dead after the death completely canceled the upper limit of the puppet capacity, and how many puppets could be summoned depended on Bai Ye's upper limit of spiritual power.

If his spiritual power is enough, he can summon thousands of puppets at once, or include puppets converted by Bai Ye in other worlds.

It really became an army by one person.

At this time, Bai Ye had just completed the swastika solution, and it would take at least ten years or so for the average god of death to fully control the power of the swastika solution.

Bai Ye has the powerful plug-in of the gray mist space, and the experience of other Bai Ye using the Undead Tribulation will also be fed back to him.

The time required is much less than that of other Grim Reapers.

After training, more new abilities can be developed, and Bai Ye also wants to see how many surprises the Undead Tribulation can bring to himself.

"Boom~"

Bai Ye waved the Undead Tribulation widely, and one ghost puppet after another condensed and appeared in the black particles.

The three great heroes who had successfully solved Bai Ye tonight were naturally in it, and the powerful momentum coming from their bodies was far beyond what other ghosts could achieve.

Not only that, but even the white bone evil spirit that God understood Ye killed stood in it.

Under the nourishment of the spiritual power and the power of faith of the gods, the body size of the white bone evil spirit also recovered to about fifty meters.

The power is stronger than half of its heyday.

Since it is manifested with spiritual power, it will not be like the original world, and people without spiritual power will not be able to observe its existence at all.

Rather, like other puppets, they all have entities that can be seen with the naked eye.

The fifty-meter-tall body looks like the entire hill has been raised a little bit.

The Undead Tribulation as a swastika function cannot be just summoning a puppet.

Her real role lies in the legion, and the greater the number of puppets, the stronger the increase to the entire legion.

For example, the strength of the Black Death Mou now, even if he does not use spiritual power, he can suppress and beat himself before he turned into a puppet.

Bai Ye, as the leader of the entire legion, will also get a corresponding increase in strength, but now the number of puppets in the legion is not much, and it cannot be reflected for the time being.

Looking at the distorted Infinity City Gate, Bai Ye ordered Xiangkai to restore it to its original state.

Now that Wu Mi can't escape, he wants the puppet gate to go to Infinity City to capture Naruto.

He then uses Naruto's vampi-demon technique to transfer most of the ghosts over and replenish his legion of the dead.

"Knock knock..."

Xiang Kai's arms waved the afterimage of the debut path, and quickly beat the four-sided drum embedded in his body.

To the sound of drums, the gate to the Infinity City changes back to its normal appearance in a rotation at various angles.

Wu Miserable looked at the door of recovery, excitedly crushed the branch stuffed in his mouth, and his eyes flashed with excitement that could not be concealed.

The gate was quickly pulled open, and the two figures who rushed out first were the jade pot, and the doppelganger of the half-heavenly dog, "Hatred Potian".

Then there was a rush of people, and hundreds of strangely shaped demons rushed out of the door, most of them roaring as if they had no brains.

Among them, those self-aware ghosts are all cannon fodder that Naruto can pull into Infinite City in a short time.

The remaining ghosts are all defective products made without tragedy, with certain strength but intellectually crippled, more like zombies that came out of doomsday survival movies.

Just now, the gate of Infinity City was blocked by Xiangkai, so that most of the ghosts couldn't help but riot.

If it weren't for the jade pot and the half-heavenly dog, they would almost rush to her and eat her dry.

'Well done, Naruto, when I manage to escape, I will definitely give you more blood and let you replace Black Death Mou as the new one. Wu

Mi looked at the demons who seemed to have been beaten with chicken blood, and said in his heart with joy to Naruto sitting in the Infinite City.

It realized that as long as the strength did not reach the level of the world's first, it would be killed by someone who was as strong as Black Death.

Since you can't cultivate a strong person beyond the ceiling level, then pile up most of the blood on the ability to escape.

As long as the enemy cannot catch up with him, he can achieve absolute security.

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