Chapter 359 Your name and power are black ants!

The Hakubi Ichimonji is an evolved Zanpakutō that was born long before the appearance of the Swastika in the world.

It can "carve new names" on things whose names have been erased by the first interpretation of the word. If "black ants" are carved on the object of the cast, the object will become as fragile and weak as an ant.

Suddenly, the blank memory space in Haier's mind was filled in. All the memories of sitting on the throne and being shouted out were turned into one name: Black Ant!

His body suddenly became like an ant.

The feeling of this change made Haier feel excited. Countless mixed messages and external spirits were frequently entangled with each other. Everything turned into threads and became entangled in Haier's eyes.

His eyes seemed to turn into 3D lines, constantly calculating and remembering crazily, deeply imprinting this rare feeling in his consciousness.

Haer never thought that calling the monk by his true name, erasing the name and writing the name, could actually affect other people. The entanglement of the spirit in it implicated all the related people in the memory, just like the gentle spring breeze that moistens things. Affects all living things.

What he saw and felt at this moment was beyond everything he had seen, learned, and studied in the world of Death!

It really made him happy and surprised.

"Since you showed the swastika in front of me, then my name must not be Black Ant! You really surprised me!" Haile's eyes seemed to have turned from overturned into 3D lines to empty holes with no vision. It returned to normal and disappeared in a very short time, he said happily.

The changed information disappeared in just a moment, and now it is confirmed, his name: Black Ant!

The power is also black ant!

For the gods of death, the strength determines victory or defeat.

"Die with the name of the black ant on your back!"

The monk's eyes were as wide as copper bells, and his thick beard grew furiously. His palms suddenly swelled to about 100 meters. When he closed his two palms towards the black ants, the sky was like a thin film being exposed, unable to stop it. This giant palm claps.

"Thousand Miles to Heaven Palm!"

The real name-calling monk shouted, and his palms, which were like millstones to destroy the world, slapped at Haer with a huge and terrifying sound, and the air exploded in a huge impact circle, which was deafening.

A pair of thousand-mile-reaching palms kept flying in the air, rubbing together like ordinary people.

The captains who saw this scene couldn't help but feel a chill in their hearts. Not many captains could withstand this kind of terrifying palm friction.

Just clapping his hands together is powerful enough to kill a captain.

My real name is Monk!

It's really scary.

"Who told you that Black Ant is weak?" Haier's voice came from the rubbing Qianli Tongtian Palm, which had been renamed Black Ant.

Everyone's hearts skipped a beat when they saw the Thousand Miles Heavenly Palm that was slowly opening. The lines on the palm were torn apart. Inside, Haer was safe and sound, looking down at it with a smile.

"How is it possible? You have completely hit all my skills." The monk who was called by his real name showed shock with his white pupils.

He clearly and truly felt that Haile had really fallen into his trap.

But now... The Thousand Miles Heavenly Palm cannot kill Haer, nor can it be wiped out by rubbing. When Monk, whose real name is called, rubs the Thousand Miles Heavenly Palm, his palms cluck, and it feels like an ordinary person rubbing a grain of sand. , very uncomfortable and shocking to him.

The Thousand Mile Heavenly Palm slowly shrank from the sky, and was taken back by the monk who called him by his true name, revealing Haer who was not embarrassed or injured at all.

"When did you put yourself on a pedestal and think that Black Ant was weak?" Haer's lips curled up into a smile, and the tip of the black Zanpakutō he held in his right hand pointed at the ground.

"Everyone knows that ants are weak!" The monk who was called by his real name said with a sullen face, beginning to sense that something was wrong.

Just like this, Haier was able to survive without any damage, which made it difficult for him to continue, and it felt a bit difficult to deal with.

Although he had made a lot of preparations when he first attacked, it still took time to ferment.

Now, the real name-calling monk is afraid of running out of time.

Haer shook his head with a smile and said, "You know, your ability to give me the name Black Ant is actually very harsh!"

Seeing that Haile seemed to have no intention of attacking, the real-name monk couldn't think of any way to defeat him for a moment, so he could only stare at him with a sullen face and an angry look.

"Your interpretation of swastika is related to three kinds of cognition!

Your cognition, my cognition, and the cognition of heaven and earth. When the three cognitions are consistent, your swastika is the most powerful moment.

In your perception, black ants are weak, so you gave me the name black ant.

Heaven and earth cannot have any will, so the understanding of heaven and earth is: all living things are equal, and there is no distinction between strong and weak, because until the end, you will all perish in this world. Therefore, black ants are neither weak nor strong, they are equal to all living beings.

As for me, why do you think I think black ants are weak? "

Black Ant laughed, looking down at him with a flat and emotionless gaze, which made Monk Zhen Hui feel cold in his heart.

“Do you know how many species of black ants there are?

Black spiny ants, small yellow house ants, big-headed ants, worker ants, sword-jawed house ants, E. stink ants, Lowe's roadhouse ants, leaf-cutting ants, bulldog ants, red imported fire ants, broad-jointed arrow ants, large Toothed predator ants, army ants, harvest ants, weaver ants, Argentine ants, bullet ants, predator ants, Mexican honey ants... As far as I know, there are more than 726,000 Eight hundred and ninety-two species.

I have not calculated that in the world I may go to in the future, there will be some black ants that can destroy the heaven and earth, break the world and destroy the universe, and exist like gods.

Tell me, what kind of ant are you calling me a black ant? "

The monk who was called by his true name was speechless and speechless. He didn't know enough types of black ants... he didn't know enough.

Haer smiled, looking down at the earth with a faint look of pity, pity for such a person who has such shallow knowledge but already regards what he sees as a given.

That is to say, black ants are weak, this definition.

"Forget it, it doesn't matter what kind of ant it is.

But no matter what kind of ants they are, their colony's team-assisting ability is outstanding. What does it mean to be weak? "

"Even as an individual, an ant can lift something more than 400 times its own weight, making it the most proportionally powerful ant in nature."

The real-name monk heard this and felt a chill in his heart.

"Changing my name to Black Ant is equivalent to me possessing the power of Black Ant. You and I have different perceptions... Black Ant becomes me in the same proportion. I accept the power and name of Black Ant."

Haer's overlooking eyes gradually turned cold, and he slowly raised his Zanpakutō with his right hand, pointing the tip of the knife towards the sky, his face calm.

‘Puff Puff Puff Puff Puff Puff Puff Puff Puff Puff’

In the sky, a huge number of dark spheres appeared densely, crowding out the barrier, covering the entire Seireitei, and plunging everyone into darkness.

400*3000!