After finally comforting the lonely Lilith, Ulchiola left his inner world in a sorry state.
" I've decided. No matter what method I use to practice the Divine Disintegration, I won't use the Divine Transformation Body to materialize the Knife of Slaying Knife. It's not something a human can do. I'm afraid that this little girl will cry before I even do anything…"
Recalling Lilith's three no-fear-of-loneliness attribute, Urchiola shook his head helplessly and looked at the timer in his arms. As he did not know how long he would be in the inner world this time, Urchiola specially went to Urahara Kisuke to ask for a precise timing device. Once it was more than four days, the device would sound an alarm and forcefully pull Urchiola out.
"Eh?" Looking at the needle on the timer that had just turned a little and the number " 0 " on the side, Urchiola scratched his head, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. He did not expect that he had just stayed in his inner world for less than two hours? This was too much. What was he going to do with the four days he had prepared?
He slowly walked out of the small cave and gently used his spiritual pressure to shake off the dust on his body. He looked towards the east where the morning sun had risen. Under the golden rays of the morning sun, a sturdy figure appeared like a god of war. His bulging muscles and the huge stone fitness equipment used to train these lumps instantly blinded Urchiola's Khorium gold dog eyes.
"Why the hell is there a fierce-looking brother training his muscles near me early in the morning?! What kind of godly development is this? I will never pick up soap, never!”
As if he had heard Urchiola's shouts, Xiong Gui put down the boulder he was using to train his arm strength and turned his gaze over.
"Oh, it looks very powerful. Are you even more wooden?”After sizing Ulchiola up, the elder brother asked in a hoarse, beast-like voice.
After being stunned for a moment, Urchiola finally understood that the other party was referring to the 80th district of Flowing Soul Street, Gengmu District.
Seriously, that was why there were so many names for the areas in Flowing Soul Street. Why not just use numbers to address them? Anyway, it didn't exceed a hundred, so he could still count it clearly!
Vulchiola rudely criticized the setting of Soul Street and shook his head."I'm from the 64th district."
That's right, that's it. Anyway, it's just numbers. The other party wouldn't know if he randomly mentioned it. How could he not be able to tell which zone these numbers corresponded to? At the thought of this, Ulchiola laughed smugly in his heart.
"Oh, Fei Mian, you really are a strange person to come from such a far away place to this barren land.”Brother Gui cracked his mouth and revealed a savage beast-like smile as he said hoarsely.
"No, no, no! There was a problem with the settings, there was a problem! Why did you say the name of a random area that I randomly mentioned? You're a brawny guy with a hideous appearance. Isn't it against your character's setting to say such clear words?”
Unwilling to give up, Urchiola pointed a finger at the noble man in front of him and cried out in pain.
"Although I don't know what you're talking about, your cultivation has also been completed, right? The feeling of completing the initial solution is very good, right?”
Completely ignoring Urchiola's ridicule, the ferocious muscular man pulled out a long-worn knife from the ground and pointed it at Urchiola like a small wooden stick, revealing a sinister smile.
"Are you the captain of the Eleventh Division, Gengmu Shanba?”
Looking at the beast-like man in front of him, Urchiola seemed to have thought of something and asked.
"Hmm? Kid, do you know me? That's right, my name is Gengmu Sword Eight, but…names are meaningless. Let's have a good time! Kill! Let's go!"
Following this loud roar, Gengmu Sword 8 did not even use Instant Steps. He only relied on the explosive power of his physical body to shoot straight at Ulchiola like a cannonball!
"It looks pretty powerful." Nodding his head, Urchiola raised his hand."Fourth Dao Breaking, White Thunder!"
Although Urchiola was able to use higher-level Ghost Daos because he had obtained the Death God's Spirit Pressure Mastery from Baizai, he still preferred White Lightning, which had average power but was convenient and quick, compared to those powerful Ghost Daos that he was unfamiliar with. Because of this, Xiumu Baizai would have a special liking for White Lightning in future battles. However, these would be discussed in the future.
As Urchiola's voice fell, a bolt of green-white lightning shot out from Urchiola's raised finger, striking the oncoming Murakami. However, Murakami was like Saber, who had an A in Mana. He completely ignored the white lightning and continued to charge at Urchiola with undiminished power.
" It's actually ineffective? You really have the physique of a barbaric bull. I wonder what kind of powerful skills I can obtain by killing you…" At the thought of this, Ulchiola could not help but feel a little tempted. In such a desolate place, even if he released all of his spiritual pressure, no one would know that he had killed Gengmu Sword Eight, right?
Forget it.
After hesitating for a moment, considering that the Corpse Spirit World was only so big, how could there not be any surveillance at all? Ulchiola could only give up on this tempting plan. After all, he did not want to leave the Corpse Spirit World just like that. Wouldn't that be too boring?
Taking advantage of Urchiola's hesitation, Gengmu Sword Eight had already rushed in front of him. The sword in his right hand was raised high, and with a cracking sound, it slashed fiercely at Urchiola's shoulder!
Having struck Urchiola in one blow, Wood Sword Eight could not help but feel a sense of disappointment. He did not expect this seemingly powerful fellow to be so weak!
Wait…No, there was no feeling of being cut! Feeling the sensation from the blade, Wooden Sword Eight looked at the white coat hanging on the blade in surprise. It was the clothes that Urchiola wore most often!
"Secret Steps, Empty Cicada!" A cold voice suddenly sounded behind Gengmu Sword Eight. Immediately after, an ice-cold sword blade cut open the skin on the back of Gengmu Sword Eight's neck, bringing with it a mouthful of blood.
"Hmph, if it wasn't for the lack of gas in the 3D mobility device, I wouldn't have wasted so much time with you.”Vulchiola said disdainfully as he landed steadily on the side.
Ulchiola was speechless.
If he was careless, no one here would complain to him,"Where did the three-dimensional mobile device come from?"! Why did he have to chop off the back of Mu Jianba's neck! Do I look like a giant?" If that was the case, wouldn't he become a real fool by acting dumb alone?!
At the thought of this, Ulchiola placed his hands on the ground in grief.
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