Pirate's Infinite Wings

The message from the Hell Butterfly is the spirit of the liberation of the two deaths. Fengmu Shun is indeed vigorous and resolute. What was negotiated yesterday will get everything done today.

As a result, the plan has gone smoothly.

Fang Lang pondered slightly, and chose the time for his hands to be at ten o'clock tomorrow night, and moved his mouth to transform the words into a spiritual stream to the Hell Butterfly.

Looking at the hell butterfly flying away, Mao Zhihualie did not stop him, but smiled slightly and asked, "What's the matter?"

"Well, I was reprimanded for my negligence of duty yesterday." Fang Lang shrugged and said indifferently: "Headache, continue with the topic just now, if you ask me what I did after coming back yesterday, then I will ask you , Do you want to listen to the truth or lies."

"The truth... the lie... it's all the same, let's go." Uozhihuareel waved her hand, got up and left, just took a step, then stopped, and said, "Standing on the position of the captain, I should desperately stop you now, but I want to see where you can go. Then, I will fight you with all my strength until the moment I die."

After saying this, she left slowly.

Fang Lang sat in the same place, quietly looking at Mao Zhihualie's back, he could feel that the other party was holding the consciousness of ruining together.

Probably it was a complicated mood. When he knew what he was doing, he chose to watch, and when he was done, he would use his life as a bet to fight to the death.

"Tsk, what a cunning woman, can you bet I can't get a killer?" Fang Lang shook his head, then he thought, and felt wrong, "No, no, do you really plan to fight to death? Hey, this is serious. Don’t say I successfully merged the three phases, even if the current two phases, she is no longer my opponent."

Regardless, since Mao Zhihualie didn't intend to expose it immediately, then everything would have no effect.

The next day, ten o'clock in the evening.

A group of secretly mobile members, dressed in black and tight-fitting ninja-like costumes, walked slowly towards Zhuwa, the southern gate.

As these people approached, the Gate of Zhu Wa descended from the sky, and a tall god of death walked out from one side, blocking the hidden mobile and others.

"Everyone wants to leave Seireitei, are there any entry and exit procedures?"

Hearing this, one of the members deliberatedly said: "The guard is more than a giant into the road. I will be ordered by my superiors to investigate the matter on Liuhun Street. Open the door quickly."

"Is it official business? There is no way." The burly god of death, known as Biju Entering Dao, scratched his head and had to walk to the gate of Zhuwa.

He bent down and put his palm under the door, using all his strength, slowly raised the door.

As the gate rose, the seven figures slowly revealed their figures. Under the moonlight, the seven figures entered the Seoring Palace.

Biju entered the road because he had to lift the gate, unable to see the situation clearly, only a black cloud appeared under his feet.

However, the members of those secretly mobile members widened their eyes and showed shocked expressions.

"Who are you guys!?" Someone snapped.

Yincheng Konggo grinned lightly, his figure flashed, and he had entered the Seorei Palace. The other six people followed suit.

It wasn't until this time that Bi Ju entered the Dao, and when he opened the door, there was someone outside the door!

"You...!" His eyes widened.

"We are the executive department, here to destroy the corpse soul world." Yincheng Kongwu snorted, winking at Xuexu next to him, "Do it, don't let one go."

"To understanding."

Wearing a black peaked cap, the blond boy nodded. He pressed the game console between his palms, and the space was cut suddenly, and a layer of black matter appeared behind several people, which quickly formed a space. All are detained.

This was the full manifestation technique, and the Reapers present were the first time I saw them.

"The invasion must die." Xuexu said calmly, "These people are already dead. Next, Yincheng."

"According to Fang Lang’s message, we will sneak into Shuangpu quietly. After liberation, we will gain new strength, and then fight against the god of death who dare to come, and finally leave Seoreing Palace safely." Yincheng Kugo calmly told the plan. Everyone looked for the direction and moved quickly on foot.

When everyone saw this, they looked at each other and followed.

However, at this moment, when everyone was in a low room, the mutation happened.

With a bang, a burst of spiritual pressure suddenly erupted, and the cyan spiritual flames soared into the sky. In a moment, the complexion of the seven people in the executive department turned pale.

At this moment, the captain, deputy captain, seat officer, and the elite death gods everywhere in the corpse soul world felt the abnormal movement here, their complexions changed greatly, and they stole eyes towards Fang.

"What's going on!?" The dark-skinned Jackie said in amazement, "Why is there such a thing here? The timing is so delicate!"

Tsukishima Hidekuro looked gloomy and gritted his teeth and said, "We are sold!"

In this case, anyone with a little bit of brain can understand that there is a problem with the plan, and the people in their executive department are exposed, which will attract the attention of the Huting 13 team.

After experiencing the initial shock, Korgo quickly calmed down and said: "It has been exposed. We act separately, hide first, and then approach in the direction of Shuangshang. Tsukishima, you and me are a group !"

"To understanding."

The lion Kawara with a shaved punk head immediately followed in and shouted: "Big brother, I'll be with you too, I'll protect big brother!"

On the other side, the alarm was sounded, and the siren resounded in the Jingling Court.

"Repeat it again, in the direction of the south gate, there was a travel accident. The preliminary judgment is that there are more than four enemies. Please put all the troops in place! Repeat it..."

In the fourth division, Uozhihualie is standing by the window of the room, looking south.

The soaring cyan flame is extremely dense, like the sun, like a lighthouse on the sea, pointing the direction.

"Did Fang Lang do it? He started to do it?" Uzhihualie frowned slightly, thinking inwardly, "Where is his purpose, the underground hall, the double death, or the underground of the confession palace?"

At the same time, Shuangshan Hill.

Fang Lang stood quietly under Shuang's spears, reaching out his hand to stroke the spiritual blade.

The moonlight made his complexion pale.

"It's such a strong power, you can feel it when you touch it. This power is enough!" ..