Naruto Ninja Master

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Under the central forty-sixth room in the corpse soul world, this is where Aizen Sousuke often comes, and monitors the place he wants to monitor through a special channel.

"Hoo~ It looks like it's finally finished."

On the LCD screen, looking at Ichigo Kurosaki wearing a death tyrant outfit, Aizen Sousuke showed a satisfied smile.

"not yet completed."

A burst of light flashed from the surface of Bengyu, and Wuchen, disguised as his consciousness, continued: "I still need to lead that idiot Kurosaki Ichigo to the Soul Soul Realm."

"Yes."

Aizen Sou Yusuke nodded, then touched his eyes, and said softly: "Let this kind of thing be done by Kuchiki Byakuya, he knows that Kuchiki Rukia will definitely be angry when Kuchiki Rukia passes the power of death to Kurosaki Ichigo. "

"Yes, he is the kind of person who pays attention to face, and he will definitely be impatient to arrest Kuchiki Rukia, but there is no need to expose the news in advance, at least Kurosaki Ichigo needs to adapt to the power of death." Wuchen The disguised Bengyu consciousness said.

"Makes sense..."

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Time flies, and in the blink of an eye it is ten days.

Dark central forty-six interior.

"Everyone..."

Kuchiki Byakuya looked around the sages with a blank expression, maybe because everyone belonged to the nobles, his tone was rare with a touch of vitality, and he asked doubtfully, "I don't know what to do?"

"What's the matter? Rukia Kuchiki actually lent the power of the God of Death to mere humans. As the head of the Kuchiki clan, you should give us an explanation!"

A sage said sternly.

"That's the big deal!"

Another sage also helped her: "She must be arrested immediately and put to death!"

"That's right, that kind of person has lost all face in the Soul Society.

A large group of sages began to attack Kuchiki Rukia one after another, and the sound was as harsh as a fly, resounding through Kuchiki Byakuya's ears for a long time and never dissipated.

"Do you have any evidence?" With a strange look flashing in his eyes, Kuchiki Byakuya asked calmly.

"Of course there is!"

On the huge square crystal screen, a scene of Kuchiki Rukia inserting the Zanpakutō into Kurosaki Ichigo's body flashed, and all the power of the god of death was transmitted into it.

And Kurosaki Ichigo also transformed into a gigantic Zanpakutō!

"No problem, I will arrest him now, and I will definitely give you an explanation. The dignity of the Soul Society is absolutely not allowed to be trampled on by a human being."

Kuchiki Byakuya said indifferently, his tone was decisive, and there was no human emotion in his cold eyes.

"Farewell."

When the voice fell, Kuchiki Byakuya also disappeared and retreated to the forty-sixth room in the center.

There is no doubt that the forty-sixth room in the center was wiped out a few years ago, and it was naturally controlled by Aizen Soyousuke secretly.

"This self-righteous idiot!"

Outside the forty-sixth room in the center, Wuchen quietly stared at Kuchiki Byakuya's back, and despised him in his heart before heading to the first team's quarters.

After being a captain for a while, Wuchen knew the location of the Soul Realm quite well. After a few minutes, he came to the team building of the first team.

"Prevention seems to be very lazy, forget the painful lessons that the Soul Society has suffered in the past."

Seeing that the domineering domineering swept over everyone, the members of the first team looked very lazy, all listless, glanced at everyone, and Wuchen stepped into the team building of the first team.

The body turned into a gust of wind, and these people with low strength simply thought that a gust of wind swept through.

"Who, stop for me!"

A thunderous explosion burst into the ears, and the shocking dust-free ears were temporarily deaf and buzzing.

"Who is this guy? You dare to break into the first team, you are very courageous."

About ten feet away in front, a pale-haired black-clothed death god blocked the dust-free entrance. He looked closely. This person was the vice-captain of the first team, and the death god who accompanied Captain Yamamoto for thousands of years - the head of the sparrow Jiro. !

"Who is this guy, I seem to have seen it before."

Jiro, the head of the sparrow, muttered in his heart, and at the same time pulled out the Zanpakutō, Wuchen was wearing a silver mask, and he couldn't make out his face, but the outline of this figure always seemed familiar to him.

At the same time, the gods of death all around came to hear the wind and surrounded the dust-free!

"A large group will come to die."

Yin Jie's eyes shot a red light, and the people who were swept were horrified. Wuchen's pupils stared, and a sharp and deterrent air wave broke out. Losing consciousness, they were stunned by the domineering look of the overlord.

"What kind of trick is this? Killing so many gods of death without even moving."

Looking around, Jiro, the head of the sparrow, was stunned to find that he was the only one left. The other gods of death were instantly killed, and he stood out from the crowd.

"As expected of the death god who has followed the commander-in-chief for thousands of years."

Seeing that Jiro, the head of the sparrow, was not brought down, Wuchen handed a look of admiration, and immediately swept to the head of the head of the sparrow, Jiro, and the cold light swept out.

"Pfft!"