Chapter 173 Which Is More Important, Long or Hard?

As the King of Hueco Mundo, Balegang can no longer remember exactly how many years he has lived.

There haven't been many Hollows born in Hueco Mundo since he could remember.

As one of the first Daxu to appear in Hueco Mundo, he once had a fateful enemy named Ji Ji Ji Ba.

He is completely white, with black cracks on his body and a pair of yellow eyes that are always full of violence.

His strength is very strong, even on par with himself as the King of Hueco Mundo.

For a long time, Balegandu and Jijiba jointly ruled Hueco Mundo and were the only two existences in this world.

Until one day, he was tired of the time with the end in sight and chose to go to other worlds to find his opponents.

Then he went to Soul Society, a world hostile to Hueco Mundo.

After that, Bailegang never saw Jijijiba again.

Maybe he was beaten to death by the God of Death.

Balegang thought so.

As the king of a world, he does not think that there is anyone more powerful than him and Jijiba in the Soul Society.

It wasn't until many years after Jijiba disappeared that he encountered a young black god of death. Although his face looked similar to that of a human young man, his head still had the appearance of the Mediterranean Sea.

As soon as the opponent saw him, he started to fight. A Zanpakutō wrapped in flames was invincible and could even cut off his death aura.

The battle between one person and one person was stalemate for a long time.

Until the opponent was exhausted and retreated, leaving Hueco Mundo.

During that battle, he learned the guy's name, Yamamoto Shigekuni.

After that, news and information related to Soul Society would occasionally be transmitted back to Hueco Mundo, and the name Yamamoto Shigekuni was mentioned many times.

The captain of the Gotei 13, the strongest Shinigami in the Soul Society for thousands of years, the man who defeated the Quincy...

But soon, Bailegang forgot about this name.

For him, who has an almost infinite life, this is just an insignificant wave in his empty life.

Perhaps in a few thousand years, Yamamoto Shigekuni's ashes will have been integrated into Soul Society, and he will still rule Hueco Mundo, living day after day, year after year.

But what Bailegang didn't expect was that a young man who was very similar to Yamamoto Shigekuni broke into Hueco Mundo again.

It was even more extreme than Yamamoto Shigekuni back then, cutting all the way from the outside of Hueco Mundo to Xuye Palace without blinking an eye.

What's even more outrageous is that this kid has absolutely no respect for his enemies.

"What's wrong with Yamamoto?"

Akira Kisaragi sneered disdainfully, "I am the captain of the 11th Division, the future captain of the Gotei 13th Division, the Grand Priest of the Inverse Bone Shrine, and a man who will stand tall in the sky in the future!"

"Just Yamamoto, sooner or later he will be defeated by my iron fists that sweep across the world!"

"Bailegan, suffer death!"

The greetings have been made, the greetings have been asked, it is time to end this battle.

In Ruyue Ming's memory, although Balegang is one of the most ancient Daxu, he is still limited to the Vastod level.

As a Daxu without even an Arrancar.

Even if he is strong, his strength is limited.

Ru Yueming was confident, punching him three times to break his defense, and directly gave up the Xuye Palace.

Deep purple flames ignited, like a fire with diesel added. The blazing flames rose into the sky, burning the clouds in the sky until they swayed away.

Even from a distance, Balegang can still feel the terrifying high temperature.

Coupled with the fighting posture of taking off his shirt, everything is similar to Yamamoto Shigekuni back then.

It was simply carved from the same mold.

Seeing the madman attacking like an arrow from the string, Bailegang took a deep breath, held the huge ax handle behind him with his backhand, and just pulled out the disc-shaped ax of death from the purple coat. , the withered skeletal arm immediately burst out with powerful force, chopping straight forward and falling.

Seeing this, Ru Yueming showed no intention of evading, and went straight forward to attack.

Lift your right arm back to gather strength.

The power brewing from the ghost path lines is all wrapped up in the fist bones.

"Whale Killing Fist!"

Facing the sharp ax blade, a straight punch suddenly struck down!

The first thing to collide was the spiritual pressure of both parties.

As the King of Hueco Mundo, Bailegang's spiritual pressure is undoubtedly very powerful. It is like a vast ocean capsizing, crushing all the moon-like spiritual pressure.

Then he hit the body burning with flames hard.

Something shocking happened to Bailegang. He looked at the unharmed Ruyue Ming in disbelief, unable to understand how a mere god of death could have such a strong defense.

That layer of skin is probably harder than his steel skin, right?

"Huh, I didn't expect that!"

Akira Kisaragi landed a straight punch, directly shattering Bailegang's spiritual pressure shield and hitting the pale bones.

"What's the use of light?"

"The truth is that a man must be hard enough!"

Balegang immediately flew upside down, drawing a beautiful parabola in the sky and erupting into waves of silver sand several meters high.

In the huge pit, the black spiritual pressure turned into an incomparable beam of light, soaring straight into the sky.

In the deep darkness, the Bone King slowly walked out.

Although there was no change in the skull face, even someone with a slightly slow reaction like Yue Ming could detect the anger that was burning in his heart.

The majestic spiritual pressure swept down, as if the infinite sky would be covered by the moonlight.

The huge gap in spiritual pressure even made him feel a little suffocated.

As the oldest creature in Hueco Mundo, although Bailegang did not deliberately pursue power, he still gained a vast and powerful spiritual pressure in the endless years.

The silver-white dust swept over by its spiritual pressure was dyed with a hint of jet black color.

The huge ax blade was pointed straight at the moon, and it suddenly slashed forward. The spiritual pressure wrapped around it, and an attack like the pressure of a sword burst out.

Looking at the dark track passing across the sky, the danger instinct screamed loudly, like a kettle of boiling water.

Out of caution, Ru Yueming did not rush forward again, but chose another attack method.

While Aizen was studying Nirvana and Sogen Ishida, he was not idle either.

He went to the Ghost Daoist community every two days. In addition to visiting the Ghost Daoist canteen, he also provided the workaholics with a variety of sustainable development ideas for the Ghost Dao community.

For example, right now, the broken path is most suitable for use in Hueco Mundo.

"The Burial of the Sand Waterfall of the Broken Path."

The rolling white sand set off turbulent waves like ocean waves, one layer after another, and soon formed a huge sand wave that could cover everything.

Compared with this scene, the dark trajectory cut out by Balegang is like a toy in the hands of a child, with no lethality at all.

But the moment the two sides collided, the monstrous waves of sand decayed and weathered at a speed visible to the naked eye until they turned into nothingness and were completely wiped out.

Kisaragi Ming's eyes widened.

It makes sense that the Sand Waterfall Burial is ineffective. After all, this ghost path has not yet been fully developed, and at most it has the power of a No. 40 or 50 broken path.

He was surprised that Balegang's casual slash could be so powerful.

If the move just now had hit him, wouldn't he have stopped on the spot?

"Have you realized how powerful I am, Death?"

Balegang stepped in the darkness, as if it were a concrete death, staring at everything in front of it with empty eyes.

"This is the power of time, the power of death that precedes all life."

"No one can resist the erosion of this power, not even the God of Death's destruction."

"God of Death, you are very good, surrender to me, surrender to Xuye Palace."

"Perhaps I will spare your life."

Ru Yueming raised her hand and asked:

"Before that, may I ask a question?"

Before Bailegang could agree, he continued on his own: "Is there overtime pay at Xuye Palace?"

"You should have five insurances and one housing fund, right?"

"Paid vacation? Double salary year-end bonus?"

"Team-building activities? Are outbound missions reimbursed?"

"I am also the captain of the 11th Division of Soul Society after all. The salary should be at least higher. For such a powerful thug, even Old Man Shan has to reward him with something other than salary from time to time!"

Bailegang: "..."

"Nothing?"

Ru Yueming frowned, and a bit of ferocity appeared on his expression again:

"Then you have the nerve to ask me for help?!"

The moment the words fell, violent thunder began to reverberate under the sky, and swimming arcs of electricity wrapped around his body.

Under Bailegang's silent gaze, Ru Yueming raised her right hand flat, and then spread her fingers.

A ray of light flashed across the sky and fell accurately into the palm of his hand.

Bailegang's eyes locked, and a trace of doubt flashed in his heart.

That's...the Death God's Zanpakutō?

The moment this idea came to mind, a black chain spread out from the end of the handle. The delicate links were connected to each other, and the sound of metal friction erupted violently.

The black chains seemed to be like living creatures, wrapped around Ru Yueming's body.

Unbounded blessing, all-round improvement!

A small opening does not count as an opening!

Feeling the increase in his own strength, his fighting spirit was rekindled, and he burst into instant step on the spot. An arc of light passed through the sky and went straight to attack the position of Bailegang.

Since the ghost way is useless, then continue the reckless tactics from before.

Looking at the evil ghost approaching instantly, Bailegang raised the ax of death to strike without thinking. Black stripes appeared around the ax blade, as if the space was distorted.

The power of aging is so terrifying!

Bailegang opened his skeletal mouth with a ferocious smile. He seemed to have seen Ru Yueming's body decaying and aging.

Throughout countless years, no living thing can resist the erosion of time.

Even Yamamoto Shigekuni was the same back then.

This is the rule of the world and an unquestionable truth!

However, something unexpected happened to Bailegang.

When Akira Kisaragi approached, he actually threw out the Zanpakutō in his hand, directly facing the power of his own death.

In just an instant, the blade began to decay.

It was impossible to withstand the power contained in it. Starting from the tip of the blade and spreading to the handle, a intact Zanpakutō only lasted less than a second.

"Huh, don't you believe me?"

Bailegang sneered disdainfully, "Use your own Zanpakutō to test whether you regret it now..."

Before he could finish speaking, a fist burning with flames struck his skull.

"Are you done talking nonsense?"

"If not, just punch me."

Ruyue Ming's shoulder blade exploded with a wave of air, like a rocket engine erupting, and a scalding heat wave spurted out!

Instant coax·one bone!

A crisp cracking sound followed.

Balegang flew upside down again and landed hard on the desert, stirring up silvery white dust all over the sky. The scene was once very spectacular.

Unlike last time, the injury this time was considered serious for Bailegang.

Although he does not have the flesh and blood of a normal creature, the broken skull is an injury that is enough to kill both a skeleton and a normal creature.

When he walked out of the sandpit, he no longer had the kingly demeanor he had when they first met.

The golden crown was thrown to an unknown corner, and most of the smooth skull was broken open. The soul fire burned vigorously in it, showing twisted lines all around.

However, compared to the injury, what was more difficult for Bailegang to accept was the failure of his own abilities.

Why can any living thing resist the corrupting power of time? !

"Oh, you said this."

Ru Yueming raised his left hand, and the black chain stretched continuously in his palm, as if there was no upper limit.

At the other end of the chain, the power of death is still decaying and eroding upward.

The blade doesn't matter, it can be condensed again even if it is broken. The chain is the essence of the Zanpakutō.

And the most powerful one is that Wu Jie can consume Ruyue Ming's spiritual pressure and extend it endlessly.

His idea is simple.

Since your Balegang's ability can corrupt everything in the world, let's let you rot as much as you can.

Use the boundless chain to resist the impact of its ability, and then wait for the opportunity to punch.

"I see."

When Bailegang saw this, he immediately understood Ru Yueming's thoughts, "It's really an unexpected ability and fighting method."

"The God of Death is indeed a race full of creativity."

He seemed to have calmed down again, and his kingly demeanor returned to him again. The huge disc-shaped ax blade downwards fell into the white sand.

"Then let's try my newfound power."

"Speaking of which, this is all thanks to Apollo."

"Decay, Emperor Skull!"

boom! !

The purple eye in the center of the Death Ax grunted, and a large amount of black-purple spiritual pressure surged and exploded from it, instantly surrounding Baile Gang.

Heavy coercion fell on the battlefield like the sky was falling, and the unparalleled spiritual pressure beams shot straight into the sky, as if they were going to swallow up Hueco Mundo's crescent moon.

Deep darkness covered everything, and huge shadows shrouded everything.

The black and purple spiritual pressure spread like mist, and Bailegang's figure appeared in front of Ru Yueming again, with a pair of empty eyes, just like death itself.

"how……"

"Wonderful power!"

Balegang opened his arms as if hugging Hueco Mundo, "I seem to have found the true meaning of life."

Under the shroud of this terrifying spiritual pressure, a figure belatedly arrived.

When she saw the person coming, Ru Yueming's eyes lit up, and she immediately said loudly: "Baile Gang, you are finished!"

"My son, Soyousuke, has a bravery that no man can match. Even if you are the King of Hueco Mundo, you still can't withstand his sword!"

Aizen: "?"

Balegang: "?"