Chapter 1027： King and Mount (5)

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The sky is full of solutions, how spectacular!

There is only one person who can be buried with half of the Zanpakutō from the Soul Society.

There is no need for any communication, let alone any mourning. The space-time projections summoned by the Underworld God do their best to release the spiritual pressure, and gather more than half of the Zanpakutō in the Soul Realm, showing unimaginable power!

When it got violent, it was turned upside down.

Even if Lord in the ice prison noticed something was wrong and wanted to break free and counterattack, it was too late.

The huge spiritual power passed through the ice prison, and he was the first to bear the brunt, and the momentary hallucination created by the feng shui binding made him fall into a momentary rigidity, missing the last chance and hope!

He could only watch helplessly as the sky and the sky converged in one place.

boom-! !

In the true sense of the sky and the earth, the entire void was shattered.

The huge ice prison, as majestic as a mountain, was unable to withstand this power, and the moment it collapsed, it was annihilated into ashes.

No, at the same time, there is also the world that was shattered.

One after another criss-crossing cracks, like dense spider webs, were deeply imprinted on the sky and ocean, and in the depths of the broken space cracks, a magnificent blue color could be faintly glimpsed.

The Underworld God fluttered his long knife lightly, slowly exhaled a mouthful of turbid air, and stared straight ahead.

The ice prison shattered, and the familiar figure disappeared with the ice prison, as if it had really turned into fly ash.

"I can do everything I can."

Underworld God's eyes flashed a hint of darkness, and sighed softly: "I hope he... can find himself, as you wish."

At this moment, a child about seven or eight years old, wearing a white T-shirt and black shorts, slowly walked out of the ocean, glanced at the **** of underworld in the sky, and said expressionlessly: "So... ...did you get the answer you wanted?"

"It seems there is, and it seems there is not."

The God of Underworld shook his head, laughing as if he was laughing at himself, and said: "Some things, he still has to figure it out by himself, but the only thing that makes me happy is perhaps his will, which has never changed, and is still so stubborn. ,stubborn."

"Do you think...he can remember?"

The boy looked at the shattered void, as if he was asking the God of the Underworld, and the man who disappeared.

"Yes, it will."

The Underworld God smiled and said, "No matter what you say, he is always him. Since Guan Canghai is willing to recognize him, it is enough to prove it."

"Different......"

A trace of loneliness flashed in the boy's eyes, and he said, "I...we are different from her."

The Underworld God was silent for a moment, then said softly, "Yeah, after all, you... are his real Zanpakutō. If it wasn't for Guan Canghai, I'm afraid it would be you who would always be by his side."

If Lorde was still there, he would be shocked when he heard the words of the Underworld God.

His real Zanpakutō was not Guan Canghai, but the little boy in front of him.

The little boy was silent, and said sullenly: "You should come back, that guy's will is still about to move."

"Tsk... I finally came out once, are you going back so soon?" Underworld God scratched his head and said regretfully: "It's a pity, that guy Sishorn is really annoying, I'll go back suppressed her."

The voice fell, and the **** of underworld burned, like flying ash, and merged into the little boy's body.

"Come on... remember."

The little boy stared at the void and muttered to himself: "Don't be swallowed by Lord Carr, hurry up and recall, your real name, your real wish, and our... .Go home."

hum!

Heaven and earth returned to peace, and in the depths of the broken void, a magnificent blue color shone.

The little boy returned to the depths of the ocean step by step, sitting alone on the mountain where countless dead bones were piled up. Below was the jet-black spiritual power that surged out. An evil will was about to move, as if to break through the suppression of the dead bones.

"Damn!"

"You are only part of my strength, and you dare to resist me?!"

"I am the **** of the underworld, Sishorn!"

The violent and evil power stirred, and an indifferent voice echoed under the sea.

The terrifying power of chaos is burning like a blazing sun, and the terrifying power boils the whole sea. The reality is distorted by wanton play, and the void is as fragile as a thin sheet. Paper.

The terrifying chaotic master has already passed through the weightless void, and seems to be forcibly descending here.

"You... can't stop me!"

The big mountain formed by the accumulation of dead bones, under the intrusion of that power, continued to disintegrate like a collapsing mountain body.

The ripples smashed across the square, almost swaying the ubiquitous water flow.

The desolate and ancient voice reverberated in the turbulent currents and the ocean again, like the will of the gods, which was irresistible.

"Give up resistance, you are my strength!"

"Why...don't you choose to submit to me?"

"As long as you are willing to submit to me, Sishorn, when I dominate the original God Realm, I can also give you a new life!"

As the sound reverberated, the massive water flow rioted, swelled, and boiled.

The thick water flow surging, as if countless water dragons meet, and suddenly, a huge phantom is formed.

The phantom was just formed by the gathering of water. Although the clothes and appearance could not be clearly seen, the moment it appeared, it still overwhelmed the surrounding space, as if its existence itself made the whole world unable to accommodate it.

God of the Underworld, Sishorn.

Although there were no words, the moment she appeared, the taboo was imprinted in the hearts of all things.

"Shh...be quiet."

The little boy looked up at her, raised a finger, and said softly, "Don't disturb him, now is... a critical moment!"

In the next instant, the trembling mountain of dead bones and the jet-black spiritual power gushing out calmed down at this moment.

And the ancient phantom formed by the water flow, a huge crack suddenly appeared on the body.

In the depths of the crack, a magnificent blue color was reflected.

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"Hey, wake up, wake up!"

There was a feeling of shaking, and Lord was lost in the lake and felt dizzy.

He wanted to open his eyes, but his eyelids were heavy as if they were locked, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't lift them.

"Wake up quickly, I have an exam today, if you don't get up you will be late!"

Lord felt shaken, and this time he was finally able to open his eyes.

What caught my eye was the white wall covering and a familiar face. UUkanshu was chubby and looked very simple and honest.

"How...how am I here?"

Lord was suddenly a little dazed, and his mind was completely a lake of mud.

"You haven't woken up yet?" The fat man slapped Lord on the back and shouted, "Wake up quickly, don't even look at the time, we'll both be out of class after the ink is written. !"

"hiss!"

Lorde arched his body in pain, a look of confusion on his face: "Who are you...?"

"I'm your father!"

The fat man scolded angrily: "Looking at your appearance, wasn't it stupid for drinking yesterday?"

"How...how am I here?"

Lord lowered his head blankly and looked at his hands and the messy dormitory around him.

The next moment, his child hole suddenly shrank.

This is clearly the dormitory before he crossed over, and the fat man in front of him is one of his lost friends!