Bleach: Seireitei's self-disciplined captain - Chapter 302

c302 The hero appears

When the thick black and purple aura spread and lingered, the two souls believed that Tsunayashiro Sufeng in the intelligence was nothing more than that.

Although it is indeed very strong, its strength is limited.

In front of the Ice Sky Hundred Flowers Burial and the White Emperor Sword, they are no more than capable of fighting.

But as Sufeng’s spiritual pressure continued to increase as if there was no upper limit, so much so that when the ghost mantra was chanted later, the two men’s breathing suddenly stagnated.

At this moment, Ling Gu’s brain fell into a brief blank.

Although they are just copies, they possess the same or even stronger abilities as the original ones. This is true for the Zanpakutō and the same is true for the Zanken Zuki.

As Captain Death, it is impossible not to know the meaning of these words.

The chant of destruction, the highest level of breaking the path, number ninety-nine, the five dragons are destroyed!

When the earth-shattering roar and the indescribable feeling of terror and oppression hit, the hearts of the two souls tightened instantly, as if a big hand was clenching violently.

Only then did they understand what Su Feng meant when he said that those who don’t know are fearless!

The sky above the area under the jurisdiction of the 7th Division.

Countless team members were waiting eagerly, with extreme fear filling their hearts, as if they were going to swallow up all their reason.

The power of the explosion bloomed on the dome, and the vast and endless spiritual pressure turned into a black and purple turbulent flow, rolling past under the bright sun.

Buzz——

The space was twisted crazily, and dark and deep lines were scattered all around the torrent, as if they were trying to swallow up the sunlight at noon.

The light disappears and darkness falls!

The air became extremely heavy at this moment, majestic spiritual storms surged in all directions, and scalp-numbing crunching sounds could be heard endlessly.

Under this pressure, the extremely cold ice instantly cracked into countless cracks, spreading across the entire jurisdiction like a spider web.

The ground beneath his feet began to tremble continuously. As the sand and stones flew, huge abyss-like ravines appeared, covering all the areas where he looked.

The entire area under the jurisdiction of Division 7 was constantly collapsing at this moment. The extreme pressure and impact not only acted on the hearts of the onlookers from far away, but also enveloped the entire area.

The black and purple torrents are endless and flowing freely.

In an instant, a deafening roar surged above the dome, seeming to destroy everything in sight, both tangible and intangible.

At some point, the materialized spiritual pressure surged into a ferocious dragon roaring in the sky. His cold eyes dropped, and a cold that was more unbearable than the Hundred Flowers Burial in the Ice Sky descended.

The moment they looked at each other, even their souls froze instantly.

The giant dragon looked down with an absolutely condescending attitude, and the endless pressure flowed freely, as if it was about to crush the human soul.

Fake Toshiro Hitsugaya gritted his teeth fiercely, and blood spilled from between his teeth, showing his unique character of a spiritual skeleton.

He used this to resist the terrible pressure coming from the sky, allowing his stiff body to move.

Perhaps only at this moment can he not be called a clone.

On the other hand, the fake Kuchiki Byakuya next to him did not have such a decisive mentality. He borrowed the burst of spiritual pressure from the fake Hitsugaya Toshiro and temporarily got rid of the oppression.

The two looked at each other for a brief moment, and then an even more violent spiritual pressure erupted again. A brilliant light erupted from their bodies, turning into an unparalleled beam of light that shot straight into the dome.

At this moment, the sky is even rendered with this.

Two bone masks appeared on the faces of the two people. Under this level of devastation, if they keep their hands on it, they will really die.

“Flower of the Cross!”

Fake Toshiro Hitsugaya took the lead in launching the attack, and his right hand wrapped in ice suddenly slashed and exploded towards the sky. Under the dome, bursting coldness spurted out from the tip of the knife!

The extreme coldness caused the temperature in the air to suddenly drop below zero, and the ice visible to the naked eye spread upward, trying to seal the power of the spiritual pressure dragon.

At the same time, the incandescent light on the fake Byakuya Kuchiki became more and more brilliant, his wings spread out behind him, and the ring above his head turned into power and poured all of it into the blade in his hand.

At this moment, the light above Senbonzakura even overwhelmed the fake Hitsugaya Toshiro’s ice-blue spiritual pressure!

The two coordinated attacks broke out at this moment, and the huge momentum swept through the entire jurisdiction, carrying endless impacts, and faced the purple dragon on the dome looking down.

Boom! !

The violent impact completely broke out at this moment, and the extreme ice cold and explosion came over. Like a dragon-slaying warrior, the devil-like dragon launched a suicidal attack.

However, no matter in terms of specifications or coercion, the difference is not enough to be described in words.

The purple dragon just let out a deafening roar, and the sound wave visible to the naked eye cracked and shattered all the ice frozen in the Flower of the Cross.

Hongjing Baidijian, who arrived later, did not make any waves.

The black and purple torrent poured down like a waterfall from the sky, instantly rendering the entire area under the jurisdiction of the 7th Division into pure colors, with the torrent surging in it.

The sound of rumbling cracks could be heard endlessly. Under the black and purple torrent, everything was destroyed as if it were decaying. All buildings collapsed into ruins, and even the ground was cut several meters deep out of thin air.

A huge deep pit is located in the jurisdiction of the Seventh Division. Like a meteorite falling or a shooting star coming, a huge cloud of smoke and dust filled the air, drowning everything in an instant.

The fear that flashed through the eyes of the two souls became their last expressions.

Even with the blessing of Hollow Spiritual Pressure, it was still not enough to resist Sufeng’s No. 99 Po Dao.

It can even be said that the power between the three is not in the same dimension at all.

Under the attack of the Five Dragons’ Reincarnation and Destruction, not even the spiritual remains were left behind, only a little bit of spiritual pressure left floating in the atmosphere.

Sufeng glanced at the ruins and nodded with satisfaction.

Being the same as Ghost Path No. 99, the destructive power of the Five Dragons Transformed into Destruction is undoubtedly far greater than that of the Taboo and the Swastika. However, considering that the Binding Path is mainly lethal, it is understandable.

“Someone, take Captain Zaraki to the Fourth Division for treatment.”

After casually giving an order, Sufeng turned around and disappeared into the ruins.

However, the Death God soldiers who were watching from a distance did not dare to approach easily, for fear of being affected by the aftermath, they turned into spirit children on the spot and returned to the atmosphere of Soul Society.

It wasn’t until the area became completely quiet, and even the smoke and dust gradually subsided, that someone carefully opened up the stacked boulders and appeared on top of the ruins.

The eyes are full of wounds.

The huge stone tablet is located on the only intact ground, engraved with the process of this battle like a tombstone.

“Okay, so scary…”

“Is this the strength of Captain Sufeng? Those so-called ‘rumors’ are actually true!”

“By the way, where is Captain Zaraki?”

Countless eyes scanned the ruins, and the larger stones in the ruins were all crushed into powder by the bombardment. It could be said that they could be seen at a glance.

If there was anything that had not been destroyed, then the only thing left was this huge stone monument like a tombstone.

“More, Captain Zaraki won’t be suppressed down here by Captain Sufeng, right?”

One man suddenly spoke what everyone was thinking.

For a moment, all eyes were focused on the stone tablet, and shock was fermenting in the crowd again.

It turns out that Captain Sufeng did not join forces with Captain Zaraki to fight against the enemy, but they fought against each other unreasonably…

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The ninth division team building.

Matsumoto Rangiku and Kurosaki Maki, who were originally planning to wait for their captain to come back to support themselves and others, unexpectedly noticed a spiritual pressure similar to the two of them.

He also discovered that Ise Nanao was protecting a purple-haired girl while fighting three extremely familiar figures alone.

“I don’t know exactly what happened though.”

Ise Nanao condensed a huge sky barrier to protect the two of them in the way of abandonment chanting, and gasped:

“But if you continue to watch the show, both Qian Shizuku and I will die at each other’s hands.”

Although under Sufeng’s training, Ise Nanao’s attainments in the ghost path have improved by leaps and bounds, even surpassing the current deputy ghost master.

But spiritual pressure is, after all, an important cornerstone that cannot be ignored.

It is already remarkable that she was able to survive a round of attacks in front of fake Matsumoto Rangiku, fake Ise Nanao, and fake Kurosaki Maki.

If he continues, his spiritual pressure will be exhausted and he will die.

“Damn it, the captain actually brought a woman back from outside again!”

Matsumoto Rangiku gritted her teeth and pulled out the gray cat with her backhand, “Give it a low breath, gray cat!”

For a moment, smoke filled the air, and gray-white dust and sand appeared on the battlefield instantaneously, carrying spiritual pressure. They connected with other gray mist, and began to entangle and intertwine, consuming each other’s strength.

Kurosaki Maki didn’t say much, but after looking at Akashi Shizuku a few more times, she lowered her head and looked at her chest, feeling relieved immediately.

She immediately condensed a spirit longbow that emitted strong light, and branch-like lines immediately appeared on her white arms.

Blood-moving outfit.

Brutal power exploded from Lingzi’s long bow, and several sacred arrows tore through the air in an instant, heading straight for the spirit skeleton that was exactly the same as hers.

A fierce battle began immediately.

Harribel folded her hands in front of her body and watched the battle expressionlessly, while Nilu appeared in front of Qian Shizuku, her small white hands stroking back and forth on the girl’s delicate body.

“You smell strange. You don’t seem to be the God of Death.”

Qian Shizuku was first shocked by the sudden change, and then she was startled by Nilu. Although she did not mean any harm, the girl’s expression still showed some discomfort.

“I, I am the Missing Bead, a thing made up of countless soul-destroying memories.”

“Missing the rosary beads?” Nilu pointed her finger on her chin as if thinking, “Well, I’ve never heard of it!”

She patted Qian Shizuku’s shoulder hard, as if she could see the girl’s thoughts, and comforted her:

“Your Majesty is not the kind of person who cares about status.”

“Just like me and Xiao He, we are both Arrancar Daxu, and His Majesty also likes them very much!”

“Nelu!”

Harribel suddenly interrupted Nilu, “Be prepared to help them. If these women die, His Majesty will be very angry.”

“Eh?!”

Nilu turned her head blankly, but before she could answer, she saw a black figure rushing into the battlefield, instantly bursting out with extremely terrifying spiritual pressure.

Then, under Matsumoto Rangiku’s toothache expression, the figure exactly like her was mercilessly penetrated by an arm through the chest.

The blood-stained palm sank from the front of the chest and appeared behind the back, like a hanging lantern, being held high in the air.

“Cough, cough!”

Fake Matsumoto Rangiku coughed up blood and looked at the strange figure who suddenly entered the battlefield with a stunned expression:

“You, who are you? There is clearly nothing about you in the intelligence…”

Harribel swung her arm, and the bumpy figure immediately rolled on the ground. Like a pebble, it fell heavily on the edge of the wall, directly creating a deep human-shaped pit.

“Cang Sword Cannon.”

After she pulled out the Emperor Shark in the form of a broad-bodied dagger from behind, her golden spiritual pressure briefly condensed and she slashed forward in an instant.

Along with the deafening roar, dust and smoke rose everywhere, and the spiritual pressure of the spiritual bones inside was instantly wiped out, leaving no breath at all.

The sudden situation left the other two spirit corpses stunned.

In just the blink of an eye, his companions were completely killed.

Where did this busty woman suddenly appear from, and why is her strength so terrifying?

Compared to the shock of the two of them, the original body Matsumoto Rangiku felt even more sore in her chest.

During the short battle just now, she clearly felt that the clone was much stronger than her, and even understood the gray cat better than her.

However, even such a powerful copy was still instantly killed by the opponent.

This undoubtedly means that if she were to face Harribel, she would be killed ruthlessly by the other party.

Damn it, how can you overwhelm the other party? !

While Matsumoto Rangiku was thinking hard about countermeasures, Nilu also stepped into the battlefield. The sharp sword light bloomed in the chaotic battle situation, and a beautiful head instantly flew into the sky.

Before the blood could spurt out, the body turned into mud and flowed on the messy ground.

Ise Nanao’s heart felt cold, and she subconsciously touched her slender neck.

It’s so cruel. Is this the captain recruiting female Arrancars in Hueco Mundo?

In the blink of an eye, only the fake Kurosaki Maki was left in the field. She had a stern expression and was holding a spirit longbow as she faced several people who were watching eagerly.

As the strongest of the three spirit corpses, Yinlu’s level was temporarily unable to defeat her.

However, with the entrance of Harribel and Matsumoto Rangiku, the battle situation suddenly became one-sided.

The turbulent water encircled the gray cat’s gray mist, breaking through the defense of the static blood suit in just an instant, cutting off the fake Kurosaki Maki’s way of survival.

The mud mixed with the water flow and completely disappeared between the buildings.

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At the same time, the first team team building.

Yamamoto Genryusai stared at the two “loved disciples” who were activating the incorporation in front of him with scars all over his body. The fiery spiritual pressure burst out violently, dyeing the battlefield red.

Under the ground, gold and red flowed, and high temperatures continued to pervade.

“No need to exert any effort, Old Man Shan.”

Fake Kyōraku Shunsui’s pupils were filled with electric arcs, “You care about the Soul Society, so there is no way you can defeat us.”

“Teacher, give up your resistance. Soul Society’s destruction is doomed.”

The fake Jushiro Ukitake was full of energy, not as sickly as the original one.

“A person who has committed the most heinous crimes dares to talk about destruction in front of me!”

Yamamoto Genryusai slashed forward with his sword, and the blazing flames surged down, trying to burn and destroy the two of them together.

Fake Jushiro Ukitake took a step forward, and actually absorbed all the flames with Pisces Carp, and then returned them all under the heavy gaze of Yamamoto Genryusai!

The old man snorted coldly, and was about to raise his sword to slash and activate the Fiery Hell, when he suddenly heard a familiar voice coming from behind.

“The Eighty One of the Binding Dao: Breaking the Sky.”

A transparent barrier fell from the sky, blocking all the blazing flames.

“finally come……”

Yamamoto Genryusai’s eyes narrowed slightly, and what caught his eye was Sufeng’s familiar smile.