I Have Zanpakuto - Chapter 1130

After arranging the masked army, Zhang Han can finally breathe a sigh of relief.

Leave professional matters to professional people! Of course, the premise of this “handover” is that everything is under their own control and there will be no situation in which the tail is too big to fall.

There is a captain level God of death in the spirit world to establish an orderly living environment. The virtual circle is guarded by vastod level virtual circle. You don’t need to pay more attention to them. In the future, Zhang Han can be the shopkeeper and put all his energy on cultivation.

After leaving the world, Zhang Han returned home and suddenly had nothing to do.

“It’s a year and a half before the Invisible Empire invades the corpse and soul world… Shit, I always felt that time was not enough before, and now I feel too slow. It’s really cheap!”

Zhang Han sat on the sofa and stared up at the ceiling in a daze.

Of course, he can also go directly to the Invisible Empire, kill youhabach and his star cross knights, and then occupy the corpse soul world and suppress all disobedience.

But in this way, the seeds of hatred will still be buried. Although the gods of death can’t help Zhang Han, it’s absolutely easy to hide behind the scenes and make trouble.

You know, the future spiritual world is equivalent to the center connecting other worlds. The gods of death can go to other worlds without hindrance and lead the dead souls.

If people make trouble in the dark, Zhang Han has great ability, and he can’t spend all his time on such a big thing. He’s bored to death.

Therefore, he must wait!

Wait for youhabach and his mouth Artillery Corps to invade the corpse soul world. When the gods of death fall into despair, go to save them as the Savior and unify the corpse soul world by the way.

“Do you want to take advantage of this time to go back to the world and complete the manufacturing industry?” Zhang Han muttered to himself.

Zhang Han had already reached the point where he could not bear the civil war that had lasted for several years at home. I’ve been thinking about helping my daughters-in-law transform their bodies so that they can have children.

The core contradiction of several women is not because they share the same man, but because they can’t conceive children, resulting in unequal status in the family.

Having children can basically solve most of the contradictions. No matter how bad it is, it won’t tear down the house all day long and endlessly

“Huh?”

Just when Zhang Han was in a daze, he suddenly looked and felt a strange fluctuation of spiritual pressure over the whole empty town.

Not death, not emptiness, nor annihilator… But hell!

Zhang Hanfei, who turned into a flash, came to the scene and stared at the hell gate hanging in the air, with a flash of light in his eyes.

The streets below were in chaos and gunfire was heard. The two sides of the exchange of fire, one is the bank robbery Gang, and the other is the police who came to support. At this time, they were already in a tight fight.

As for the reason for the emergence of the gate of hell, you can guess by your knees that the bandit must have been killed by the police, because the sins committed during his lifetime triggered the power of the law of hell.

When Zhang Han arrived, the door of hell had been opened, and several chains flew out of it to bind the criminal’s soul and drag him into hell bit by bit.

“Just right, the current law of the spirit world is not complete. There is no birth of hell. It’s you!”

After the empty circle, Zhang Han decided to go to hell again.

As for the world without hell, what should death do? In Zhang Han’s words, anyway, everything here will belong to the spiritual world in the future. It’s just a matter of time. There’s no need to worry about it.

When the gate of hell was about to close, Zhang Han turned into a flash and instantly drilled in.

According to the original book, there is no superior subordinate relationship between hell and the corpse soul world. The God of death has no right to govern hell, only the duty of monitoring.

Hell, in contrast, has its own set of rules. To sum up, in a word, hell only cares about the guilty and the soul after death, and nothing else.

Only when human beings commit unforgivable sins during their lifetime and at the moment of death will they touch this force of rules, be dragged in by the gate of hell and suffer.

As for the soul after death, the God of death or emptiness, no matter whether they have made meritorious contributions or had mistakes, and no matter how many same or different kinds they have killed, they will ignore it.

When you enter hell, you see a large white cube, some floating in the air, low or high, and most of them falling on the ground, forming a very regular area.

“What a bad smell…”

Zhang Han rubbed his nose and felt as if he had come to a pile of rotten corpses. This should be the unique miasma of hell. If people with low spiritual pressure inhale these miasma for a long time, they will become confused and lose their intelligence.

Open your dark eyes and observe carefully. There are countless souls hidden under those cubes. They either stand or sit and lean lazily against the wall. These are the culprits who committed great sins in their lifetime.

The same is that all of these culprits are dull faced and slow-moving. Some are still laughing and drooling unconsciously, looking like unconscious idiots.

The hell rules of the God of death world are very interesting. It will not suppress the culprits caught, and even give them a relatively loose environment so that these culprits can increase their strength by accumulating resentment and cultivation.

But no matter how strong the culprit’s strength is, he can’t beat those hell guards.

Resistance again and again, fighting again and again, failure again and again… Resurrected again and again, then resisted again, killed again, resurrected again

Keep cycling!

Hell will mercilessly crush their hope, let them fully understand their incompetence, and finally, after suffering and suffering, they will become useless people who can’t think.

These people in front of us are the losers who gave up resistance and hid here slowly waiting to die. As for those who have rebelled against faith, they should all stay at a lower place.

Zhang Han walked along the suspended Road, turning three or two, and came to the entrance to the next floor.

However, at this time, the hell guards who felt the strange smell passed through the wall one by one and surrounded him inside.

These hell guards are nearly ten meters tall and huge. They have stronger limbs than Zhang Han’s body and are powerful. Their heads have no muscles and skin. They are just an elongated skull. From the side, they look a bit like an alien head, but they don’t have mandible. They look very strange.

Zhang Han did not look at the hell guard in front of him. He pointed with his right hand and drew a semicircle in front of him.

Buzz!!

A sharp and domineering sword suddenly soared and passed through the huge body in an instant, splitting the hell guard in front of him in two.

Then, the sword awn swept out all the way and cut off the buildings behind him and several hell guards who followed him. Until they hit the protective wall at the boundary of hell, they collapsed into a spirit son and disappeared without a trace.

Zhang Han jumped over the body before it could dissipate and jumped down from the entrance.