The journey starts from Dragon Ball

Hribel and the others seemed very surprised. They really didn't expect that Monkey King would really take the cage as a disciple.

Sun Sun circled Youze Longgui twice and looked at her seriously. In the end, he was puzzled and turned on the essence of the poisonous tongue: "Look at you if you want talent but no talent. You want the Hungarian tribe without the Hungarian tribe. I don't know what the master likes about you?"

"Do you think yours is very big?" Sawaru Ki suddenly looked angry.

"Anyway, it's bigger than yours..." Sun Sun covered his mouth with a chuckle, and the arrogant court lowered the bulging Hungarian tribe, squinting at You Ze Longgui.

Yuzawagui almost vomited blood in a gloomy tone. He pulled off his collar and looked inside: "Is it really small?" After a moment of silence, he raised his head and stared at Sun and Sun fiercely. , When I was still growing..."

"Okay, don't argue with this poisonous tongue, otherwise she will piss you off!" Apache patted Yu Sawagui on the shoulder and comforted.

If you think about it, Yusawa Yuki turned his head and looked at Monkey King: "Teacher, what can I do to become a god of death?"

"Yinmeng..."

Yinmeng stood up immediately after hearing the words, drew out the Zanpaku Knife from his waist, and looked at Youze Ronggui: "Just let me stab a sword in front of your Huns!"

"Are you sure this is not a murder?" You Ze Longgui listened, and immediately stepped back in fright, stabbing a sword in front of Hungary, can he live?

"It's just to separate your soul from your body. You saw Orihime Inoue's state before..." Yinmeng said with a calm expression.

As for the existence of the gods of emptiness and death, Yuzawagui is already very clear now. Hearing Yinmeng's words, he is a lot more courageous: "That's OK, come on!" He said, closing his eyes, Let your butcher look like.

Yinmeng heard the words, but she did not hesitate at all. One sword pierced the expensive Hungarian's chamber, and a powerful spiritual pressure burst out, following the Huatian Crazy Bone and fell into the Youze cage. Gui’s body formed a strong light, which made people unable to open his eyes with stimulation, and Yuzawa Gui’s soul also entered under this sudden spiritual pressure and was forced out of his body...

As the light dissipated, Yuzawa Ryouki, dressed in a black death tyrant and holding a small ancient sword, appeared in the sight of everyone.

"This is the state of Reaper?" Yusawa Raki looked very excited when he looked at his current appearance, but when he saw the flesh lying on the ground, he became worried again: "Well, can I go back? No? Will you die like this?"

"You really asked a stupid question..." Apache looked at Yuzawa Takashi and shook his head, and then looked at her carefully: "However, I didn't expect human beings to become death gods in this way. What a long experience!"

"Such a method is forbidden in the rules of the Soul World, and the chance of success is very low..." Yin Meng said with a calm expression.

In the original book, Rukia used this method to become a god of death for Ichigo. The reason why the guy succeeded was completely dependent on the strength of the protagonist’s halo, while Yuzawa Yuki succeeded completely because of the protection of Monkey King. With Monkey King, it will become 100% at a low probability.

"Very low? How low is it?" Yusawa Takashi was surprised when he heard this.

"With me, there is a 100% chance at a low probability..." Monkey King looked at Yusawa Yuki and asked, "How do you feel?"

"It's great, I feel full of power now!" Yu Sawarugui looked excited, looking at the Zanpaku in his hand, but with a look of doubt: "Just why I don't know my Zanpaku yet. What is the name of the sword? Doesn’t it mean that everyone’s Zanpaku sword has a name?"

"Because you haven't formally owned this Zan Poknife. In its current form, I forcefully awakened you. If you want to own the Zan Poknife's name, you have to rely on yourself!"

"Do you rely on me..." After listening to Yinmeng's words, Yuzawagui nodded very seriously: "I understand, I will get her approval!"

"There is nothing to do now, I'll train you and Zhi Ji!" Monkey King said, the scenery in the hall changed instantly, and the few people were already in a vast plain.

"Wow~ Teacher, what is your ability? Where is this place?" Yuzawa Ronggui looked around, surprised.

"We are still in the hall of Zhiji's house, but I have changed the space we are in..." Monkey King looked serious: "Now the training begins. My training is very strict. You have to be mentally prepared..."

Time was spent in this ordinary life, and soon, a week passed...

In front of a huge old tree in the empty city of the city.

The embodied Zanpaku Knife headed by Muramasa are all here. Looking at the huge old tree in front of him, Muramasa’s eyes are full of excitement and excitement: “After searching for a hundred years, I finally came here. Soon, Soon we will be able to meet, Xianghe! Soon, I will be free from the long loneliness... It's great that there are no people who get in the way to make trouble, thanks to the man named Monkey King. …I’ll rescue you right away, Xianghe…"

"Wash with the black soul, and gather the supreme people on the altar of blood and covenant..." As the village righteously cursed, a layer of strong electric arc was immediately densely covered around the ancient tree, shining brightly: "From above the dark sky Yes, the favorite Heiyao tribute, unlock the holy grail that seals the wraith spirit, pick up the six keys passed down from the ancient times to the present, open it now, the disappearing coffin!"

With the end of the last spell, the space here was suddenly densely covered with layers of glass-like cracks, and for a moment, bursting open in a burst of crisp noise!

The huge old tree in front of me was gone, but what was displayed in front of me was a coffin suspended in the ground by three painted halberds pierced in the shape of a triangle!

The picture looks very weird, as if something amazing is sealed inside, which makes people feel uneasy.

"Finally, I saw you..." Cunzheng looked at the coffin in front of him, excited, and full of excitement.

"Enchantment..." Seeing this situation, the other Zan Pokhan looked a little surprised.

"What kind of character is he who needs such a big battle to seal him here?" Feng Sing carried the death sickle, and his voice was extremely mad.

"It looks terrible, it's not fun at all!" A little loli looked at the coffin in front of her, with a boring expression; and the little loli who was next to her was exactly the same. Nodded: "Yum~It's not fun..."