Zongwu: Myth Fuxi, the flame spreads across the world

Lianxing looked at her sister who seemed to have been reborn with great joy: "Well! I will go with you too, sister!"

Yaoyue showed an unprecedented gentle smile, and pressed the button in her hand.

In this strange world, the two sisters are about to create a legend!

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In the boundless void, Jiang Huang, who felt that the two had already set off, smiled slightly.

He already knew the entanglement in Yaoyue's heart.

The button is just an introduction.

How could it be possible for a first-class martial arts master to live under the shadow of other powerful people all his life.

Maybe Yaoyue herself doesn't even know how passionate her desire to seek the Tao is.

However, just in case, Jiang Huang also placed an insurance in their bodies.

Once they are killed, they will be reborn immediately and return to the safety of the mainland of China.

At that time, he will give them another chance.

"It's almost here."

Looking at the spot of light in front of him, Jiang Huang muttered to himself.

As his body sank into the light spot, the Surveillance Bureau suddenly detected an unusual fluctuation in the world of corpses and souls.

"How is this going?"

The monitoring personnel were a little puzzled: "It's really a strange Reiatsu, it's like a god of death and a ghost."

"Probably something went wrong, let's find out where Aizen is first."

Hearing what another monitor said, he couldn't help sighing.

"Yeah, Aizen hasn't been found until now, is he really still in Soul Soul Realm?"

"It must still be there! No matter whether you are going to the virtual circle or the real world, you must open the passage. There is no such reaction yet, which means that he must still be hiding in the soul world!"

The surveillance personnel said with certainty: "Keep looking, he is the guy who wants to destroy the soul world."

So, somewhere in the world of souls that no one noticed.

A black-haired man in Taoist robes appeared out of thin air, standing in midair.

"This is the world of God of Death."

This man is naturally Jiang Huang.

Feeling the Lingzi floating in the world of corpses and souls, Jiang Huang pinched it casually, drawing the image of Zanpakuto in his brain.

In an instant, the spiritual particles in the atmosphere began to gather continuously.

Under Jiang Huang's power, something that was impossible to achieve happened.

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A Zanpakutao was created out of thin air in Jiang Huang's hands.

"Since you come to the world of God of Death, you naturally have to do as the Romans do."

After thinking about it, Jiang Huang replaced the Taoist robe on his body with a deadly costume.

No matter who looks at it now, Jiang Huang is a god of death.

"What's the name of my Zanpakuto?"

Of course, the Zanpakuto made by Jiang Huang is the same as the one made by Wang Yue, and it is a genuine Zanpakuto.

As long as Jiang Huang communicates with it, he can call his real name and release its power.

Without using any strength, all Jiang Huang did was hold the handle of the knife.

In a state as calm as water, a strong voice kept ringing in his ears.

"Tell me, your name is—"

. . . . . . .

Cosmos!

hum! ! !

A blue and white pretty figure appeared in Jiang Huang's consciousness.

"Let's go! Cosmos!"

With the name of Shijie, Jiang Huang's Zanpakuto changed instantly.

The shape of the original Japanese long sword has become a white lightsaber with a length of two meters and a strong sense of technology.

At the same time, a blue core is inlaid on the handle, constantly shining.

"This is what my Zanpakuto looks like after it's unraveled."

Seeing this scene, Jiang Huang couldn't help laughing.

What he possessed turned out to be such a Zanpakuto, which was really incompatible with this world of corpses and souls.

At the same time, Jiang Huang also immediately knew the powerful power and ability contained in this white lightsaber.

That is, light.

That's right, light is the power of this Zanpakutō.

The knife and all the actions of the owner will be measured by all the properties of the light.

The speed of light, the reflection of light, the particles of light, the action of light, the reaction of light, the temperature of light....

In other words, as long as Jiang Huang's body can bear it, he can use the speed of light to fight infinitely.

The speed of light itself represented an extremely terrifying concept.

In the face of such power, I am afraid that only the ninety black coffins that can break the way, or the magic formula that can affect the space, have a certain degree of suppression on it.

However, this is not the end.

Jiang Huang felt it, in the depths of Zanpakutao.

Swastika is calling him!

.......Death.

【Chapter 140 Seven】: Take the lead

Shijie and 卍jie are very important parts of measuring combat effectiveness in the world of the god of death.

An existence with an initial solution is not necessarily weak.

But those who possess the swastika must be very strong!

But like Jiang Huang, he had to start to comprehend the existence of 卍解 within half an hour after getting the Zanpakuto.

The entire soul world does not exist.

Only Kurosaki Ichigo, the half-blood king, can barely compare.

"Swastika, I'm looking forward to it."

Jiang Huang clenched the universe in his hand and closed his eyes again.

Although he has ten thousand ways, he can instantly comprehend the power of swastika.

But if you do, it doesn't make any sense.

Swastika means to comprehend it by one's own strength, so it is meaningful.

"my name is--"

"—"

The voice in his mind became more and more blurred, and it was more difficult to communicate with Zanpakuto's "[-]" than Jiang Huang imagined.

However, in front of Jiang Huang, all the impossible will become possible.

"my name is--"

The next moment, a clear and cold female voice uttered clearly from the Zanpakuto.

"Call my name, my name is—"

Jiang Huang opened his eyes suddenly, and drew his knife out of its sheath.

"Solution!"

"Show yourself! The guardian of order—Cosmos!"

hum! !

A sound like electric current came out from the blade.

In the brilliance, Jiang Huang's Zanpakudao flew into the air and began to disintegrate.

The next moment, the light dissipated.

A slender white figure stood on the ground.

With her beautiful pale long hair fluttering, a huge incomparable spiritual power erupted from her body.

"Are you my master?"

The white figure turned around slowly, holding a blue and white giant cannon, with a face that was so beautiful that it was not human, without a trace of a smile.

The top of the head, thighs and torso are protected by white armor.

And around her shoulders, wrists and waist, black armor surrounds her, making her look very heroic.

Zanpakuto in human form.

This is Jiang Huang's swastika, the guardian of the universe.

"Yes, you are my Zanpakuto."

Jiang Huang stretched out his hand to her: "Cosmos, give me your power."