Crossover in the Anime World

Oops, he wants to take action. Dulan looked at the three ordinary-looking young people around him. He was weak, too weak, worse than Xu. "Do you really underestimate us?" Not having a Zanpakutō will always be an unforgivable sin for a Shinigami candidate. In fact, Shinigami, like Hollows, also speak with strength. All Shinigami prepare to admire those who have obtained the Zanpakutō. The God of Death, officially the God of Death, is sacred and inviolable in their eyes. But now, two mere travelers are brazenly saying that they have obtained the official Death God's Zanpakutō. This is a mockery of Hong Guoguo, who is preparing the Death God, especially Dulan's expression, which deserves a beating.

"I'm not looking down on you. I just think you are weak. But the weak also have the right to live. I don't discriminate against the weak." Duran said seriously, but this was a mockery to the God of Death.

"Damn it, you are looking for death!" He shouted, three swords were unsheathed, and the cold light appeared. The passers-by around him immediately ran away against the wall in fear, not daring to get close.

The operation was performed, which meant that nothing could be done better, and the residents did not want to be affected.

"It's too late to regret that you two have caused trouble during the trip." With an indignant look on his face, the three swords returned to the same place. Even if he wanted to seriously injure Dulan, it would still be rude. Death is the law in the Soul Society, so kill him. This is just a trivial matter.

Ding ding ding.

The expressions of the three people changed, and their sword blades unexpectedly derailed. He was obviously striking hard with his sword, so why did it collide with his companion's sword? Of course it was because in a thousandth of a second Duran activated the Platinum Star, punched the blade quickly and caused the three swords to collide with each other.

The speed of launching the attack was so fast that the Death God could not see clearly.

"Soul Society is not as hospitable as the rumors say." Dulan seemed disappointed: "I think it is not good to draw a sword against a guest when he disagrees with him, especially when there is no Soul Sword yet. .”

"Damn it!" He changed his moves and attacked again. With a turn of his wrist, the sword blade went straight to Dulan's throat.

Ding, in the shocked eyes of the three people, the three swords were broken in response. There was only one sound but the three swords were broken. Now they finally knew what happened before. It was not that Duran did not attack, but that Duran's attack was too fast. Didn't see clearly at all.

In a world ruled by the strong, after studying at Zhenyang Academy, one should have eyesight even if one does not have strength. If one did not have eyesight, they would have died in the corner of Soul Society long ago. Their backs were soaked with cold sweat. The three of them took half a step back. , obviously afraid, this is the fear of the strong.

"Does he really have a Zanpakutō?" If the enemy has a Zanpakutō, then he must have a regular Shinigami to deal with him. These patrolling minions are no match for him: "Go and call someone."

These three people belong to the 10th Division and are mainly responsible for patrolling and guarding, so calling people is naturally calling the Death God of the 10th Division.

In Soul Society, there are a total of thirteen teams of Shinigami, responsible for different tasks, and each team is composed of several official Shinigami and a large number of reserve Shinigami. The Shinigami who obtained the Zanpakutō are ranked according to their own strength. The strongest one is the captain, the second strongest is the vice-captain, and then the third and fourth seats. If they continue like this, they are all ranked according to their strength.

Using spiritual power to communicate remotely, two official Shinigami, one fat and one skinny, arrived from the roof in an instant. They were definitely not comparable to the preparatory Shinigami who relied on running to catch up.

The spiritual pressure had at least doubled, and it turned out that there was indeed a Zanpakutō Shinigami.

"The seventeenth seat and the eighteenth seat." Seeing the person coming, the three of them were respectful and ashamed. Respect because the other party is strong, shame because they failed to complete the task.

The fat man is short and the thin man is tall. Both of them have lazy and leisurely looks on their faces. They don't seem to pay attention to this call: "Is it a travel accident? It's rare anymore." The thin man said, and it seemed that he only had the death domineering uniform on his body. Zhugan: "But the Seireitei didn't issue an alarm."

All the common tricks used by stowaway travelers could not be hidden from the surveillance of the God of Death, but it was a pity that they could not detect the teleportation. No wonder they weren't serious. Because there was no alarm, they didn't think there would be a travel disaster entering Soul Society. Those guys who didn't even have a Zanpakutō must have misjudged the situation.

"My lord, that's them."

Looking at Duran and Dinisha, the fat man and the thin man also frowned, unable to see clearly, "Do you have passes?"

Dulan naturally knew what the pass was. It was a certificate for non-death gods to enter the Seireitei. There is a clear hierarchy in the Soul Society. People without status live in the Rukongai outside the Seireitei, while noble Shinigami and others live in the Seireitei.

"Is it too late to apply for a pass now?" Dulan said with a smile.

That means there is no pass! The thin man frowned: "How did you get through the gate without a pass?" Seireitei is located within the city wall, surrounded by four gates. Each gate is guarded by the God of Death. You cannot come without a pass.

"You are indeed the traveling troublemakers, so now I want to expel you." "The Fourth Way of Binding..."

Du Lan's expression brightened when he saw that the other party did not draw his sword but instead chanted the ghost path: "Sure enough, the regular ones are completely different from the temporary workers. Look, this is the real ghost servant."

"Don't talk too much, and be exorcised obediently." The spiritual pressure was released, and rope-like spiritual power burst out from the fingers, and was about to tie up Duran and Dinisha.

Dinisha looked at Duran: "What to do now?" Do you want to take action or be captured?

"I'm sorry, although I really want to cooperate with your work, my wife and I haven't had enough sightseeing yet when we first arrived here, so I'm sorry, please leave!"

Platinum Star appeared behind Dulan and roared, his spiritual pressure shook the street. The fat man and the thin man were startled, knowing that something bad was going to happen this time. They were about to activate the Zanpakutō to start the solution, but they found that the sudden appearance of The platinum star with astonishing spiritual pressure was already standing in front of them. After throwing punches in a daze, the thin man and the fat man were already on their knees. Their abdomens were hit so hard that their souls seemed to be shattered, and they no longer had the strength to stand.

Two official Death Gods were instantly killed, and the three Preparatory Death Gods took a breath of air. They didn't even have a chance to draw their swords. This man was too fast.

If Dulan knew that he had become a fast man in the eyes of others, he would probably kill someone and silence him. How can a man be fast?

"Let's go, let's continue to look around, and look for the Death God's department on the way. Maybe we can find a good job." Dulan said with a smile.

The strong must be treated like the strong. This time, the three of them did not tremble and said any nonsense, and watched in horror as the Dulan couple passed them by.

The captain of the 10th Division is a young boy. When he heard that one of his subordinates was beaten and fainted in the street, the young and frivolous Toshiro couldn't hold it in any longer. The man who injured him was an enemy of the 10th Division Provoking: "No matter who you are, you have to pay the price. Our 10th Division is not someone who can be bullied." He wanted to regain his position: "Vice Captain, let's go and solve the problem."