"Hmm? It turns out that the real ability of Zhang Hanjun''s soul chopping knife is space!"

    Lanran exclaimed in disbelief, and then wondered, "I didn''t feel the breath of breaking the boundary, nor the breath of emptiness. It''s neither breaking the boundary nor black cavity. Where would it be? Interesting!"

    When such a change happened to the original sure thing, lanran was not angry and was put forward by Zhang Han. Instead, she analyzed the space crack that flashed just now.

    As LAN ran guessed, Zhang Han''s real ability is not to absorb Lingzi or copy other soul chopping knives, but to shuttle through the plane!

    Because of this ability, Zhang Han''s soul was brought to the corpse soul world.

    Before, Zhang Han''s strength was too weak to sense this. On the contrary, when the virtual power in the body was not suppressed, because the spiritual pressure soared to a height close to the captain level in a short time, it was vaguely felt that everything could break the space.

    Shouting crescent sky rush is just to confuse each other.

    Lanran has just left. The Shifan team responsible for inspecting jinglingting comes.

    "This is... Zhang Han''s breath?"

    Today''s Shifan team has three seats. The winter lion Lang of Rifan Valley picked up a piece of cloth on the ground and said with some uncertainty.

    "You''re talking about the little genius of the sifan team, Zhang Han? Why did he come here?"

    Standing aside is the captain of Shifan team, the father of heizaki Ichigo in the future, Zhibo.

    "Yes, it''s the spirit pressure of this bastard! How can I forget?" rifanggu Dongshilang took the cloth to his eyes, felt it carefully and said gnashing his teeth.

    Zhibo wholeheartedly heard the speech, immediately turned his head seriously and said to the members of the Shifan team behind him, "search carefully within ten kilometers nearby."

    "Yes!"

    The members of the Shifan team responded and flew in all directions.

    After a long time, the members of the Shifan team turned the neighborhood upside down and couldn''t find any useful clues. In desperation, Zhibo can only close the team and go to the commander''s room to report the situation.

    The lively scene was instantly clean. A female captain level God of death dressed in white feather weaving suddenly appeared in the air, closed her eyes and felt it carefully. She muttered strangely, "how do you feel the same breath as the disappearance of the God of death 70 years ago?"

    For a long time, Wei Ran sighed, "I hope Xiaohan doesn''t have anything to do!"

    ……

    "The above is the investigation result of Shifan team!"

    In the chief captain''s room, all the captains of the 13th team arrived together and separated on both sides. Yamamoto yuanliuzhai sits quietly in a chair, leaning on a crutch to listen to Zhibo''s wholehearted report.

    "It was the 13th team three years ago and the 4th team today. It''s really interesting! Unfortunately, I can''t collect good materials."

    Dressed in white feather weaving, wearing a strange hat on his head, painted with pale paint on his face, and golden unknown instruments on his ears, the whole flow of people showed a smell of madness. He was the captain of the 12th team, necheli.

    "Cut! I thought there could be a fight! I''ve been lost for a long time. I''m bored!"

    It was Geng Mujian Ba, the tall captain of the 11th team.

    "Oh, first Zhibo petrel and now Zhang Han, who have been attacked continuously by falsehoods and are all geniuses, this is trouble!" Jing lechunshui, the captain of the Bafan team in a colorful cloak, held the straw hat with his hand and muttered in annoyance.

    "After the Shifan team, I also went to the scene." Mao Zhihua said, "from the feeling of spiritual pressure, Zhang Han is not attacked by emptiness, but more like emptiness."

    As soon as the word "emptiness" came out, the captain''s room became quiet.

    More than 70 years ago, the virtual incident of many captains and vice captains has become a taboo in the corpse soul world. Except for Mao Zhihua lie, no one dares to use this to provoke the sensitive nerves of the general captain.

    Dong!

    Yamamoto holding a crutch heavily on the floor, asked, "Captain Mao Zhihua, are you sure?"

    "Not sure, but I can feel that Zhang Han''s spiritual pressure is mixed with virtual spiritual pressure." Mao Zhihua paused slightly and then said, "is it possible that someone is secretly studying the emptiness of death?"

    If you are simply attacked by emptiness, you can''t mix your own spiritual pressure with virtual spiritual pressure. The only thing that can explain is the emptiness of death.

    However, the nihilization event more than 70 years ago has been characterized as the result of a covert experiment by Yosuke Urahara. Now, Puyuan Xizhu is still in this world. It''s impossible to go to the corpse soul world to secretly harm Zhang Han, isn''t it?

    It doesn''t make sense that they don''t know each other.

    "From today on, the Shifan team and the Sanfan team will cooperate to expand the patrol scope and prevent similar incidents from happening again. The Shifan team is responsible for investigating the disappearance of four seats of the Shifan team, and the meeting will be adjourned!" Yamamoto Chongguo, the general leader, ordered.

    ……

    Late at night, in the WuFan team house, xiaosentao whispered and sobbed with rags in his hands. Rifan Valley winter lion Lang stood aside and was silent.

    Even if it is a rival in love, every time they meet, they want to cut each other thousands of times. However, when they really get the news of Zhang Han''s disappearance, Dongshilang''s heart is quite bad.

    "Young Sen, don''t be sad. Zhang Han is just missing and hasn''t confirmed his death. We shouldn''t give up hope." Dong Shilang tried to resist his discomfort and comforted him.

    "I understand! But I''m afraid that one day the news of cold death will come." xiaosentao wiped his tears and whispered.

    This damn bastard, it''s not easy to disappear!

    Seeing the young Sentao in low mood, Dongshilang cursed Zhang Han angrily in his heart.

    Of course, taking advantage of the danger of others, Dongshilang will never do it and disdains to do such a thing.

    "I''ll leave first. Don''t think about it. Maybe I''ll have a sleep. Zhang Han has come back by himself."

    Dong Shilang didn''t believe the nonsense of fooling children, but he had to say it.

    "Well, Xiaobai, go and have a rest. I''m fine."

    Young Sentao sent the winter lion Lang to the door, closed the door, leaned back against the door frame and sat on the ground powerlessly.

    "Han, you must have nothing..."

    Because of Zhang Han''s disappearance, the corpse soul community kept on alert for several months and sent a brigade of death gods to liuhun street to search, but found nothing. In the end, this matter can only be left alone