Shinigami: Survive In Soul Society

Chapter 492 Light Is An Invisible Thing

Da Shenchen had been reluctant to use Bankai before because he felt that he would be able to use Shikai state to clean up Ichibei Hyōsube, and even had the idea of ​​deliberately insisting on using Shikai to increase the difficulty of survival.

This is the strongest mirror stacker that Bankai can make in the first stage of Da Shenchen.

In an instant, the black mausoleums and tombstones behind Ichibei Hyōsube gradually rose up, forming a black mausoleum.

Just like Ichibei Hyōsube’s ability to restrain almost all Shinigami, but unable to annihilate Yuha Bach who can re-empower himself.

Row of ink waves surged up, rushing towards the group of golden light, but immediately emptied.

Thinking of this, Da Shenchen instantly ignited a mass of scorching black flames above the rolling ink waves.

Try Amaterasu Dragon Flame again?

“Don’t turn too killing mausoleum!”

“Twilight, dark night, please come here~ Let’s meet and drink a bowl~ After drinking this bowl, I will fly away~”

As Ichibei Hyōsube sang and danced, countless black ink dripped from the tip of the white pen in his hand.

As soon as the two touch, they will entangle and fight together, like two chemical solvents that have produced a dissolution reaction. In the end, whoever has the more base will win the fight.

Ichibei Hyōsube showed a rare gratified smile on his face and grinned: “How? Are you finally exhausted?”

In a few breaths, the entire round table has been dyed black by Ichibei Hyōsube’s ink.

However, since the strength of the opponent’s Reiatsu is almost the same as his own, once Bankai is used, it means that the battle will completely enter the end, and there is no possibility of reversal.

I only have two options, either kill the opponent or be killed by the opponent.

And the black that had just spread out was madly rushing towards Da Shenchen like a living creature.

“After a full meal, the bones are piled up, and a tomb tree tablet is erected to mourn and mourn. Your Excellency, it will be difficult to come back to life. It is impossible to make a sacrifice.””

“Eight stacks of mirrors!”

At this point in the battle, the opponent’s ability can no longer be restrained by Reiatsu alone.

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Da Shenchen sneered: “Qian donkey is poor? I’ll let you know what it means to be poor. 99

“On Huangquan Road, there are flowers, blooming to accompany them~ Where is the delicacy, dyed dark, divided into eight pieces, dark flames, smoked and roasted until black, eat to your heart’s content.

But seeing him dancing, he sang loudly:

But now, it seems that the ink waves that have been dyed everywhere have the upper hand.

After speaking, the huge ancient bronze mirror behind him suddenly burst out with a golden light, instantly covering Ichibei Hyōsube’s figure.

Once the enemy is stained with this endless ink color, the tomb behind Ichibei Hyōsube will absorb the blackness of the enemy’s body, causing the enemy’s flesh and bones to completely disintegrate and turn into nothingness.

The Void Dragon suddenly turned into a golden light and merged into the eight bronze mirrors beside the Great God.

Even Da Shenchen, without the help of the Silver of Stillness, would not have been able to completely defeat Yohabach.

With a loud bang, Da Shenchen’s Reiatsu rose up from the ground and plunged straight into the sky~.

After that, eight small bronze mirrors flowed out, surrounding the great god sitting beside him.

Although his own Reiatsu has also reached the edge of falling into a dimension, he is still in a higher dimension after all.

As Da Shenchen judged before, in the face of regular weapons, only the same regular weapons can be used to break them.

Ichibei Hyōsube’s ability is very tricky, and it is far from an opponent that can be easily solved in Shikai state.

Da Shenchen floated in the air and kept dodging the waves of ink that swept in under the control of Ichibei Hyōsube, his eyes were piercing to the bone, and he stared coldly at Ichibei Hyōsube who was standing in the darkness.

Once the floor of the round platform in front of the Lingwang Palace was stained with ink, it was rendered like rice paper.

There has never been a better time than now!

Da Shenchen’s body burst into immeasurable light, and a huge ancient bronze mirror suddenly emerged from the air, emitting a dazzling golden light.

But later, Da Shenchen has understood the naivety of his idea.

Ichibei Hyōsube’s white pen suddenly lifted upwards, and the blackened ground seemed to have turned into a pool of ink. With the waving of his brush, a wave of ink splashed from the ground and stained the body of the Void Dragon.

Seeing this, Da Shenchen had to temporarily stop advancing towards the complete Bankai and was busy responding to the enemy with the initial Bankai.

The ink dots that fell on the Void Dragon quickly spread virally throughout the body amid Ichibei Hyōsube’s wild laughter, turning it into an ink dragon, and then it turned into a little ink rain and fell on the ground.

“Hadō Ninety-nine Five Swirling Dragons of Destruction!

Da Shenchen sneered: “Light is invisible, how can your ink be stained?

“Da Luoyang Bronze Heaven and Earth Mirror! 99

Ichibei Hyōsube turned the barrel of the pen with both hands, and the tip of the pen jabbed up sharply.

Because omniscience is omnipotent, it is the blind spot of Ichibei Hyōsube’s ability.

Da Shenchen suddenly pointed with his right hand, and a giant void dragon appeared out of nowhere.

As the golden light poured out, it took on the appearance of a giant dragon in the void again. The dragon’s body was already like a real body, and it sounded like a thunderstorm. It opened its bloody mouth and rushed towards Ichibei Hyōsube.

Even though Da Shenchen has already exerted his energy to release Amaterasu, one of them is to devour everything, and the other is to contaminate each other and turn it into nothingness.

And now, Ichibei Hyōsube’s Reiatsu has fallen back to the Shinigami dimension after experiencing the consumption of the talented Amaterasu and Uri Hadō.

“Bankai!”

“A single word with a white pen… it’s really amazing.””

Then the wind howled, the thunder and lightning roared, and countless purple thunderbolts roared and roared among the clouds.

“How? This is my Bankai!”

Unexpectedly, facing Ichibei Hyōsube of Bankai, who gathered the power of heaven and earth, a look of joy suddenly appeared on his face.

But this time Ichibei Hyōsube’s ink waves were not swallowed up by Amaterasu as quickly as expected.

Ichibei Hyōsube laughed wildly: “This thing is called Hadō Ninety-nine Five Swirling Dragons of Destruction!

The sky was changing, and the layers of clouds turned into rolling clouds, forming a huge black vortex in the sky.