Marvel With Zanpakuto Chapter 1498: Chaos!

From the depths of the pitch-black crack, three figures walked out one after the other.

All dressed in white, black trousers, with a long knife on their waists, their body types may be tall or short, thin or fat.

Judging from the faces of the three people, from left to right, they are young, middle-aged, and old.

The young man has a calm demeanor, a thin body, and his skin is as pale as ashes. Under his eyelids, there are dark green tear grooves, and his eyes are a rare dark green. Meaning of life.

The middle-aged man has an ordinary appearance, with slightly curly dark brown messy brown hair, a little beard on his chin, and lazy eyes, as if he is not interested in everything outside.

The remaining old man, wearing a white crown, is the tallest of the three, very burly and strong.

A coat-like windbreaker is draped over the body, and golden ornaments are worn on the wrists and waists. His eyes are full of contempt and arrogance, and his temperament is like a supreme king.

Three people with completely different temperaments and demeanors appeared in the same place at the same time.

"It looks like I should have caught up."

The middle-aged man stroked his hair and looked at the war-torn world of souls and souls, with a hint of helplessness in his tone: "I didn't expect that the world of souls and souls would be beaten like this."

"It's actually reduced to asking for help from us, hum."

The old man was rather disdainful, and snorted coldly: "What a bunch of trash, they have failed the expectations of the Spirit King."

"That's the end of the nonsense."

The young man's cold opening interrupted the other two, and his dark green eyes fell on Saitorak.

"New support?" Cytorak on the throne raised his brows, and a sneer flashed in his eyes: "Sure enough, I can't believe Mephisto's nonsense, and said that no one will come. Are you coming?"

After taking a rough look at the three of them, she didn't take it too seriously.

In charge of the Crimson Hell Dimension alone for ten thousand years, Cytorak thinks that his strength is second only to Lucifer, and even Mephisto is not in his eyes, let alone a few humans in this area.

"Finally... a bit interesting."

Cytorak did not get up from the throne, but proudly looked down at the three of them, and hooked his index finger: "I hope you guys can hold on for a while, and don't let me be too disappointed."

"Hmm..."

The middle-aged uncle scratched his head, looking quite distressed: "Should, probably, maybe, I won't let you down."

After that, he turned his head to look at his companions on the left and right, and asked tentatively, "How about I go alone?"

"Let's go together."

The youth vetoed it, and said indifferently: "Quick battle and quick decision."

"Hmph," upon hearing this, the old man stood with folded arms, as if he was slightly dissatisfied with the young man's decision.

But dissatisfaction is dissatisfaction, and the old man did not object.

"Okay, then let's go together, listen to you." The middle-aged man shrugged and didn't care.

"You guys, have you discussed it?" Saitorak grinned and said, "I suggest you go together, otherwise if I'm not careful and can't control my strength, it will be less fun." Ah."

In other words, she wanted to kill the three of them easily.

But soon, the smile on Saitorak's face disappeared, because the moment the three of them drew their swords, an earth-shattering spiritual power erupted, piercing through the sky and the earth, as if the sky was falling ground cover.

"Go after him, pack of wolves!"

"Corrupt, Skeleton King!"

"Shut up, Black Wing Demon!"

Boom! boom! boom!

I can only see that amidst the howling wind, the spiritual pressure is churning like fire, and the majestic power spreads across the sky.

The pitch-black spirit rain poured down, and a round green crescent moon hung high in the sky. A ring of sonic explosions.

"Black flash!"

The indifferent voice fell from the sky, and Ulquiola slightly stretched out his index finger.

Buzz!

The jet-black light condensed at one point in an instant, and then a black awn that pierced the sun like a rainbow rushed straight to Cytorak.

The energy contained in it is extremely terrifying, and it seems to destroy everything. Wherever it passed along the way, even the void was plowed into a huge crack.

Saitorak's eyelids twitched wildly, obviously he didn't expect this blow to be so fierce!

But because of the cruel words just now, she had no choice but to grit her teeth, sit firmly on the throne, raised a palm, and called softly, calling for the blessing of authority from the crimson plane.

A huge thought directly distorted the void in front of him, creating a small black hole.

The moment the black hole appeared, no matter how powerful the black flash was, it was difficult to escape the astonishing gravitational force. It turned into a distorted circle of light and was swallowed into the unknown depths of time and space.

One move to defuse it, and before Saitorak could breathe, he heard the raging wind screaming beside his ears.

"Remember the old man's name.....Bailegang Lu Yinsenbang!"

Amidst the screams of tearing, a huge double-edged ax slammed down against her face.

Sittorak just wanted to raise his hand to pick it up, but his heart trembled for no reason, and suddenly found a faint black air wrapped around the falling giant axe, and the source of her uneasiness and fear was the It was that weird black air.

Without a moment's hesitation after a few steps, Saitorak manipulated the space and teleported back tens of meters.

Shua!

The giant ax smashed through the throne without any hindrance, as if cutting butter, splitting it in two.

What's weird is that the throne that was split apart was stained with that wisp of black weather, like a decayed life, which melted little by little, and completely disappeared in just a few seconds.

Seeing this scene, Saitorak's calm face finally showed a hint of shock.

"Ah, Mr. Demon King, did you forget that there is another person?"

Out of the corner of Cytorak's eyes, he caught a glimpse of hundreds of silver wolfhounds on the left. They rushed up viciously, with their mouths wide open, trying to tear a piece of flesh from her.

"Normal trick!"

She pinched five fingers, and the space exploded in her palm.

Hundreds of silver wolves were crushed and turned into fragments.

However, this did not end. The silver wolf that turned into fragmented spirit particles suddenly turned into an earth-shattering explosion.

Boom! boom! Boom...

There are explosions one after another, and smoke and dust hundreds of feet high~IndoMTL.com~A mushroom cloud rises high.

The terrifying air wave was like a hurricane, blowing through the entire Jingling Court. Houses were blown down, rubble and rubble flew randomly, and the substantial shock waves swept across the wilderness.

The earth-shattering explosion also attracted the attention of others.

"Where is... the direction of Saitorak?!" Beelzebub's face changed drastically, and he was a little flustered: "This guy, has he been defeated?!"

"How dare you care about others when you fight against an old man?"

At the moment when he was distracted, Yamamoto Motoyanagisai Shigekuni's eyes froze, and he drew his sword and slashed out from a very long distance.

"The Remnant Fire Taidao·North·The world is ashes!

! "

Beelzebub, who was hundreds of meters away, sensed the imminent danger, and subconsciously summoned the source of the plague to protect him.

Layers of disgusting poisonous mist and miasma enveloped the whole body, and the strong power of the plague seemed to be real.

However, this time, Beelzebub forgot one thing.

In the world, no matter how severe the virus plague is, it always has a deadly natural enemy, or a shortcoming.

That's...high heat!

The remnant fire tachi is condensed with tens of millions of degrees of high temperature. It has been practiced hard for thousands of years in Yamamoto Motoyanagi Shigekuni, and it is one of the four unique skills created - the sky and the earth are ashes, and everything touched will be wiped out.

The space seems to lose its color under this knife.

Everything is gone, and there is no sound.

Beelzebub, the source of the plague, who protected the body, also disappeared completely like Mammon did before.

It was as if it had been erased out of thin air, without leaving any trace, not even the fly ash could be found, it just disappeared in front of the eyes of the other two demon kings in such a silent and horrifying manner.

"Second."

Yamamoto Motoyanagisai Shigekuni let out a foul breath, stroked the blade with his fingertips, and his eyes were sharp.