infinite death song

After getting Qingli's affirmation, Remilia was in a good mood. In this way, her sister finally returned to normal temporarily.

"No, I am already very grateful for letting your sister cooperate with my research for so many days."

"Uh...you didn't do other bad things to my sister, did you?"

It seems that researchers all have quirks that are more or less unknown.

Remilia looked at Qingli suspiciously, and the more she thought about it, the more she felt that something was wrong.

"There's no such thing. I'm just curious about what the body structure of a vampire looks like. I just want to know more about it. Please rest assured that scientists also have moral limits."

A real scientist is a pioneer who hopes to put the gods on the test bench for dissection and section observation.

For example, slicing up a vampire girl, body modification, soaking in formalin solution for hundreds of years to observe...

Qingli was definitely not thinking about such ghostly thoughts.

Ah, vampires are such interesting creatures.

Let the vampire girl be artificially inseminated to give birth to a strong next generation of vampires another day. To be honest, it is not impossible to consider.

Such a powerful mother body is perfect for the life of the next generation.

(PS: Next, we will speed up the progress...)

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True White Night Palace.

It is located on the top floor of the Great Library of Truth, which is an endless galaxy world.

Spread out the endless land, and the endless void that cannot be penetrated by sight, dotted with stars and moons.

Surrounding everyone here is only infinite silence and serenity.

Outside the 'battlefield', Baiye and Paqiuli just held their breath slightly, staring at the field seriously.

The lightning-like sword lights attacked each other, and the spirit pressure that was surging in the bodies of both sides was as solid as a rock, but they kept using the most simple cutting techniques to attack the opponent's vital points.

The battle between Qiantongzi and Qingli was so 'low-end'. There was no explosive aura, no domineering and stern aura, and no stunning slashes. These are used to describe the powerful swordsmanship. Words did not appear on the two of them at all, it seemed that they were just ordinary two gods of death wielding knives in a very ordinary way.

Yes, this posture of attacking each other is just two extremely ordinary gods of death practicing basic swordsmanship.

The surrounding area could be heard extremely weakly, because the sound of the airflow that the two of them moved slightly when they turned their bodies, but more of it was the dead air, embellishing this ethereal land as always.

There was the sound of iron objects intersecting. With the prolongation of the fighting time, Qingli's breath showed signs of being slightly disordered, and his feet began to slide off the ground. Following this direction, he retreated into the midair, and then there was a strange impact sound. , The space here is vibrating violently.

Qian Tongzi raised Zanpakutao with his hand, and slashed at Qingli's body from the air.

The space crack cut along the way extended rapidly towards Qingli's body, so Qingli began to flicker her body, appearing and disappearing in the endless starry sky.

Judging from the confrontation between the two, it is obvious that Qiantongzi's cutting technique is better, but the two have not leaked the slightest bit of spiritual pressure since the beginning of the battle. It's like fighting with a chopping technique.

Qian Tongzi showed a look of ease, after repelling Qingli with the Zanpakuto, there was neither joy nor contempt on his face, his breathing was steady, and his feet were moving steadily. The holes in the paint were no different, giving the impression that she was 'dead'.

In fact, for her who served as the second Kenpachi, fighting with swordsmanship has long been an instinct engraved in her body, just as natural as eating and sleeping.

In the past, she learned Juheliu swordsmanship similar to sword drawing, but now...Qian Tongzi can't figure out which school of swordsmanship she belongs to, whether it is the so-called Juheliu or other schools of swordsmanship, this kind of trouble Once in the middle of a battle, Qian Tongzi's brain would go blank, to the point where he couldn't remember anything.

Although a long time ago, when learning swordsmanship from Hua Lie, the first generation of swordsmen, he started from Juheliu, and then went to other schools, learning endlessly, and after a long time, he integrated various schools of swordsmanship into one body.

Perhaps, there is no such thing as a genre anymore.

Therefore, her swordsmanship gave Qingli a very complicated feeling.

One moment it was an open and aboveboard slash, and the next moment it might suddenly use assassination swordsmanship, or suddenly use a very unreasonable thrusting swordsmanship to attack at an unsuitable stage, or the swordsmanship suddenly had a little more flamboyant meaning... ...It's just weird anyway.

It's so strange that Qingli can't predict where Qian Tongzi will attack from next moment, and how hard he will use it.

It is the realm of this elusive, illusory, formless and formless state.

Even Qingli didn't know if Qiantongzi would definitely not be able to speak when using these sword techniques to fight, and would become a cold corpse with no 'human' taste.

If I have to say it, Qian Tongzi's swordsmanship is totally unreasonable.

Therefore, in the fight in the slashing technique, even a proud person like Qingli should feel ashamed.

However, what she is good at is not just the slashing technique.

Watching Qingli and Qian Tongzi's 'unremarkable' battle, Bai Ye didn't look aside, and he didn't know if he was really watching the battle seriously, or if he was distracted in his mind, thinking about other things.

"Hey, Mr. Baiye."

"What's the matter, Miss Patchouli?"

Bai Ye turned his head slightly, his eyes fell on Paqiuli's clean and pale face, and he glanced at her chest imperceptibly.

"Miss Qiantongzi's swordsmanship, can it be ranked the strongest in this world?"

Paqiuli's eyes were full of splendor.

Although she is not a swordsman who specializes in swordsmanship, as a pure-blood magician, she has good eyesight, and it is not like she has never met a swordsman who is intensive in swordsmanship before.

In short, it must be very troublesome to let such people get close.

"I don't know. There are many strong swordsmen in the soul world. Mr. Yamamoto of the [-]th Team of the Court, and Captain Unohana, can be regarded as masters of swords." Bai Ye pondered for a while, and then continued Said: "I heard that the sword god of the zero team is also a good swordsman. By the way, there is also the current Saragi Kenpachi, who is said to be a monster. Compared with them, it can probably be ranked in the top five. , Qian Tongzi is absolutely fine."

"Is that true? If it's this 'top five' estimate, wouldn't it be very dangerous for Ms. Qingli to go to war with the Soul Realm this time?"

Although it is a bit exaggerated to say so, if it is true as Bai Ye said, Qian Tongzi's swordsmanship can only enter the "top five" level ambiguously. In Paqiuli's view, if Qingli goes to war with the so-called soul world, it is indeed Very dangerous behavior.

"Well... That's true, but Qingli is different from Qiantongzi. Qiantongzi is very talented in swordsmanship, but she seems to be very partial to ghost skills and other techniques. Qingli is different, she His swordsmanship, shunpo, and white fighting... especially the research on the ghost way is also very powerful, it can be regarded as a balanced development."

"So, what about you, Mr. Baiye?"

"Me?" Bai Ye's voice was still calm: "My slashing technique is a bit worse than Qian Tongzi's, Guidao is about the same as Qingli's, maybe a bit higher, and Bai Da is about as good as Shunpo. After all, I graduated from Zhenyang Academy of Spiritual Arts. After a while, I didn't even have any grades, so I went directly to the thirteenth team of the guarding court."

"Mr. Baiye, you are too modest."

"Miss Paqiuli is the one. I'm just telling the truth. My swordsmanship is indeed weaker than Qian Tongzi. I have competed with her many times in the past, but in terms of winning rate..."

Bai Ye's face twitched slightly, forget it, don't think about these unhappy things.

"By the way, Miss Paqiuli, do you want to go up and play?" Bai Ye looked towards Qingli and Qian Tongzi.

"I hate playing against this type of guy."

Paqiuli coughed, and the skin on her face became paler, soft and weak, as if she would collapse if blown by the wind.

"Pity."

"How long are the two of them going to fight here?"

"I don't know, Qingli needs to adapt to the new power as soon as possible. According to my opinion, it will take one month at the slowest, and two weeks at the fastest."

"Mr. Bai Ye will not wait here forever?"

"If you don't wait for the two of them honestly here now, it must be women's mixed doubles to find me after going out. In this regard, the two of them rarely have the same opinion."

Hearing Bai Ye's very experienced words, Paqiuli couldn't help but smile, so that her body was covered with a layer of misery.

Although he is a scumbag, he still has the responsibility of being a scumbag.

"That's all for today, I'm going back to rest. I heard that there will be a happy ending after the hatchet, so pay attention to the impact of this aspect, and don't spoil the feelings of girls, Mr. Scumbag."

Paqiuli's inexplicable words before she left left Bai Ye in a daze.

"Chai, hatchet? What does this situation have to do with hatchet? What is a good ship..."

Thinking like this, Bai Ye wondered if he was out of touch with the current era.

Or is it that Miss Patchouli is really weird?Saying some obscure magic words or something, Bai Ye thought about it seriously.

Maybe it really is a magic term that only Westerners understand.

Bai Ye was actually thinking about what Paqiuli said just now.

Although he doesn't like unnecessary battles and sacrifices, and there is no inevitable conflict of interest with the soul world, let alone a war that will destroy the foundation of the world.

But letting Qingli go to fight against the soul world alone is really too reckless.

After thinking about it, Bai Ye still made a decision.

Using the convenient swastika ability of the 'Temple of Truth', a brief message was conveyed in the minds of Stark, Lilinette in the first tower, and Nelliel in the third tower.

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"This is it, Mr. Kurosaki."

Coming with Ichigo, Urahara picked up the folding fan, showed a mysterious smile, pointed to the front and spoke.

Ichigo looked in the direction Urahara was pointing at. This place was already very remote from the urban area, and the surrounding streets looked dilapidated. It should belong to the abandoned area where Karakuza Town was placed.

This is evidenced by the fact that there is no one in the surrounding residential area.

At the end of the road, what Urahara was referring to was a huge dilapidated warehouse, which should be a place where a factory used to store things.

Due to the age, many iron utensils placed around have begun to rust.

The only strange thing is that there seems to be a layer of mysterious power shrouded around the warehouse. The surrounding ants press the shapeless 'air wall' and walk straight. The same is true for the birds in the sky, turning straight along the invisible 'wall' from Fly here.

This has become a kind of isolated area, and no one else is allowed to approach.

"Can I really master the so-called virtualization here?"

"It will definitely work. In this regard, the person I recommend is an expert in this field. And if you want to know about other things, Mr. Kurosaki, you can also learn from here."

Saying that, Urahara swaggered into the warehouse, following the path that Urahara had walked, Ichigo also followed.

Ichigo looked around curiously. This place is similar to the underground space of Urahara store. There is also a secret passage leading to the underground in the warehouse. Walking along the secret passage, because the pace is not slow, it will soon come to the end.

After pushing open the door, Urahara closed his folding fan, and extended his hand to greet him warmly:

"Ah, everyone, long time no see, have you seen me—"

What caught his eyes was a pair of little feet in slippers.

boom!

The whole person flew out.

Urahara's nosebleed spurted out, and he rolled back into the passage again, with a rumbling sound.

Ichigo is a little silly. I remember Urahara said that these people are very close to him... friends, right?

"Hey, why did you attack Urahara-san as soon as you came up?"

Grabbing the collar of the short shofar girl, Ichigo spoke in a bad tone.

The girl with shofar braids hung her eyes, looked at Ichigo with an even more arrogant attitude, and snorted with a sneer.

"I can do whatever I want, what does it have to do with you bald man?"

"What did you say?"

"What, kid, do you want to fight? I'll accompany you to the end anytime!"

"Little brat!?"

A 'well' popped out from the corner of Ichigo's forehead. The little girl in front of him, who is smaller than the captain of the [-]th squad, Toshirō Hitsugaya, actually called him a little devil?

"Apologize quickly, you bastard!"

"Hey, you're quite brave, but I won't apologize, Baldy."

The girl laughed wantonly in an arrogant tone, without any intention of apologizing.

"Mr. Kurosaki, this is just evidence of Hiyori's warm hospitality, which is a symbol of good friends."

Urahara came out from the passage again, holding his bleeding nose, smiling heartlessly, completely ignoring the pair of shoe prints on his face.

"Who is your friend? I hate you the bald man the most. Go to hell!"

As she said that, the girl jumped up again, stepped on Urahara's face with both feet, and then landed perfectly, showing a very proud smile.

There was a bang bang bang bang in the passage.

Afterwards, Ichigo didn't care about this matter. There was a deep connection between this little girl and Urahara. Outsiders like him could feel Urahara's indulgence and love for the girl in front of him.

Then Ichigo thought of Yoruichi who lived in Urahara's house, the world of adults is really complicated.

Then, Ichigo saw the other people in the huge underground space, and suddenly had an illusion in his heart that 'I must have come to the wrong place'.

A group of people were doing their own things very leisurely, and they just laughed and talked about the "playfulness" between the girl and Urahara.

A man with short yellow hair, combed hair, and a sly smile hung upside down in mid-air, performing an astonishing stunt of drinking water from his mouth upside down.