"Don't be too arrogant!"
Fenrieux's huge body like a mountain was slightly lowered, and the orange eyes flashed a violent color, and he roared: "It's just a little bit of Asgard's power. Do you really think it can defeat me?"
The arrogant declaration of indomitability immediately angered the giant wolf Fenrieu.
In the thousands of years since its birth, Fenrieu has never seen any Asgardian gods, dared to be so arrogant in front of it, and even uttered a wild word to cut it off. Even Odin, the king of the gods, never said it.
Because it is a behemoth appointed by the three goddesses of destiny, it will end the reign of the gods, sweeping the Asgard realm with a cold winter, and the world will announce the coming and end of the dusk of the gods in its roar!
"It was just my carelessness." Fenrieu roared again and again, and corrosive saliva flowed from the gap between the sharp teeth, staring at Ulchiola fiercely: "I will make you experience it deeply. What the **** is going to provoke me!"
At the moment when the voice fell, the black death light that had been brewing in Fenrieu's mouth for a long time sprayed out toward that figure!
Ooh! ! !
A black dead light comparable to the thickness of a bucket, pierced through layers of void between the electric light and flint.
The shock wave exudes the meaning of icy and dead extinction. Everything it passes by withers and withers, and the ground covered with snow and ice shows signs of corruption and cracking. Even the air is filled with a chill that is so chilling.
Ulchiola's complexion was still calm as a pool of stagnant water, and without moving half a step under his feet, he slowly raised his right hand, actually intending to use his body to resist the shock wave full of destruction and death!
boom!
The extremely dark blast of death light crashed into the palms with distinct joints.
But an unexpected scene happened. Instead of destroying the man, the dark death light was easily caught by the palms of both hands, as if hitting an impenetrable city wall.
As the five slender fingers gradually closed and squeezed, the dark dead light squeezed into a ball struggled desperately, constantly making screams like screams, and suddenly stirred up squalls and waves visible to the naked eye, and finally overwhelmed and seemed to be pinched The explosion is coming!
Amidst the whistling winds that set off around, the ground under Ulquiola's feet was collapsed by the aftermath of the explosion scattered by the dead light, and countless rubbles were wrapped in and exploded like bullets.
"Unexpectedly... with one hand... crushed my death light?!" Fenrieu's pupils flashed with a thick color of shock, and his brain became blank. , I don’t know what words should be used to describe the mood at the moment.
This light of death is the power of the underworld of Helheim, even if the gods of Asgard dare not easily get it, otherwise the soul will be burned by the breath of death, causing injuries that will never be healed.
You know, even Odin, the king of the gods, dare not be so arrogant to use his bare hands to hard-wire his death beam!
The man in front of him was crushed to death with his bare hands.
But the injury he suffered was only the skin of the back of his hand... it was slightly brown and black.
Just as Fenrieux was in shock, Ulchiola put down his hand and said in an indifferent tone: "After just a blow, I have roughly understood your strength. It is similar to the one in the lower rank of Ten Blades. Daxu, I'm barely qualified to see my homecoming edge."
Return to the edge, also known as the liberation of the sword.
All Daxu will seal the core of their own strength into the shape of a Zanpaku after being broken. The liberation of the sword is to inspire the imaginary ability, returning from the form of human beings to the form of the big imaginary, thereby obtaining a power increase of several times or even dozens of times!
To a certain extent, the "returning blade" of the broken face can be regarded as the "swastika solution" of the **** of death.
It is worth mentioning that.
In the original work, among all the ten blades, only the four-body broken face with the number'four' and above was strictly forbidden by Aizen, and it is not allowed to return to the blade under the sky cover of the virtual circle, because this may cause the number of squares. The soul within ten thousand square meters is extinct!
"I feel lucky."
Ulchiola's eyes were slightly unpleasant, and he said coldly: "If you weren't afraid of Lord Lord's anxious waiting, you wouldn't have the right to see my homecoming because of your strength, but now you can see... .. It's your honor!"
"Woo..."
Fenrieu let out an uneasy growl, and subconsciously shrank his body.
Although I don't understand the meaning of "Returning Blade", I can feel the deep and terrifying flood of spiritual pressure hidden in the soul from the cold eyes of the other party!
"Block it, Blackwing Demon!"
Based on the broken ground, Ulchiola slowly pulled out the Zanpaku Knife from his waist and spit out a few cold bytes.
boom!
With a crisp sound, the Zanpai Dao shattered, and accompanied by the boundless black spiritual pressure, it covered the sky like a dark cloud.
The spiritual pressure visible to the naked eye is like a dark green sky, rushing freely above the dark clouded sky, and then the extremely heavy spiritual pressure turned into a continuous rainstorm, mixed with boundless fear and coercion, filling all corners of the space !
For a time.
The air in the entire heaven and earth suddenly became extremely heavy, as if heavy objects were squeezed from all directions, making people feel that their chests became stuffy, and even breathing became much more difficult.
Under the dark clouds, a waning moon appeared.
The ray of light in the waning moon echoed with the dark green spirit child, stimulating fluctuations enough to break the soul, and a black demon figure slowly walked out.
call!
The black wings resembling bats fluttered, and the black rainstorm falling from the sky dissipated in an instant.
The first thing that appeared in front of everyone was the bat wings that looked like a devil.
Then came the slender and slender white one-piece robe and Ulchiola originally covered only half of the bone helmet, and now it has become a crown-like helmet with two horns.
At the end of the slender arm whose skin is as pale as ashes, the black nails on the slender fingers have turned into sharp claws, and even the hair has changed from short and broken hair to long black hair that is waist-long, rising with the ripples. The breeze is blowing.
The dark green tear-like mark on Ulchiola’s face becomes darker and thicker after returning to the blade. From a distance, it seems to be crying for something, and matched with the appearance and image of this demon. It feels like an indescribable weird beauty!
At this moment, Fenrieux suddenly felt a little... fear!
It doesn't even need to fight at all, it can be judged by intuition alone.
The gap between myself and that person is greater than the gap between it and the Valkyrie, like a gully that cannot be filled at all, lying in the middle like a moat, it will never be able to cross the past!
Now that it can support its belief that it will not escape from wasteland, it is only that it is immortal!