Chapter 579: Katen Kyoukotsu
In the next mont.
A pure white palace that was like a cone was suspended in the sky of the vast sea of clouds. Two huge white jade pillars stood beside him. Under his feet was a wide corridor, which was the only way to the Soul King Palace - the Omotesando!
The concentration of spirit particles in the air was extrely high. Just a casual wave of the hand could cause ripples, making people feel as if they were at the bottom of the sea. Even the vice captain, death god, would probably be pressed here to the point of suffocation.
Fortunately, Lod was already familiar with such an environnt, so he did not feel any discomfort, and this atmosphere full of Reishi could be said to be more advantageous for him.
Fighting in such an environnt, the atmospheric Reishi was at his disposal, and the Quincy almost did not have to worry about Spiritual Power, and could be squandered freely.
If it was in the words of a famous person, it should be that he had never fought such a rich battle!
The ti and place were all here with him, and Lod suddenly felt a hundred tis more confident at the mont, feeling that his odds of winning had increased greatly, so he stepped forward.
Following the two rows of huge white jade stone pillars, after walking through the channels of the watch ginseng, a semi-fan-shaped platform ca into view. One could vaguely see a pink coat fluttering slowly in the breeze. Beside it were scattered petals, as well as a pot of wine and two jade plates.
It was outrageous.
Lod resisted the desire to ridicule him. He had long heard that Kyouraku Shunsui was coquettish, but he did not expect it to be so coquettish. This posture did not seem like he was here to fight. Instead, it seed like he was here to drink wine!
As he approached, the man slowly raised his head.
A ponytail with slightly curly brown hair was casually tied to the back of his head. Two flower petals were inserted to fix it. He had the face of an uncle in his forties. There was a short stubble on his lower jaw. He looked like he hadn't scraped it clean. He looked like he had a decadent temperant.
Although this uncle's appearance and age were jumping between the uncle and the uncle, he wore a pink coat embroidered with roses and other flowers. The corners of his mouth seed to be faintly raised, revealing a lazy and frivolous arc.
At first glance, he gave people a very unreliable feeling, and if his appearance was not good, he would probably be pasted on in public: Strange Uncle Or other negative labels such as "pervert
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