Clang—heavy chains crashed into each other with a loud sound.

What emerged from the door of the red light was two huge arms, as well as a large slashing knife that was very similar to the prototype of the Slashing Blade.

One of the arms was stabbed indigo... Because under the influence of the power of the void, he is no longer a god of death, but a void.

Hell cannot judge the sins of death, but the purified soul is within its jurisdiction... This is a rule that has existed since ancient times, and no god of death will stop it.

"Izumi Kiyozu... People who have nothing... You're funny... We'll see you again. ”

The pierced Aizen frowned... Not because of pain, but by accident.

The direction of the other arm turned out to be Qinghe... Dodge!

This was the thought that flashed through Qinghe, and then Urahara dragged him away and dodged the first blow: "Give me the Honyu jade." ”

"He's looking for me."

Qing and the one who is locked knows best... This monster arm is not looking for Honyu that Urahara cares about at all, but himself.

"Souls who covet rules, die!"

Such a voice clears itself and comes to mind... The improvisable Kiyowa casually threw Honyu to Urahara and came behind him himself.

"The captains listen to the order and stop each other!"

Fortunately, everyone had already arrived at this time, and Yamamoto also gave the order very quickly... Even in hell, don't try to snatch something from the Grim Reaper that threatens them all!

Broken Jade must be sealed... And be in control!

Ichimaru Gin, who wanted to do it, was watched by Yamamoto with fierce eyes, so he could only stop brightly... Now his situation is very dangerous.

"Yes, Captain!"

The first to appear was Komamura, who, wielding his sword, summoned the giant's arm... Bang!

Komamura was knocked away by this blow, and then Hibanya appeared: "Ice Dragon Whirlwind!" ”

Click... The ice dragon shattered, and Urahara stuffed the broken jade into his arms, picked up Qinghe and fled: this kid's current spiritual power can't avoid this kind of ripple.

This is also the main reason why Seiwa is standing behind him... He couldn't be seen by anyone else that the arm was aimed at him, it was too suspicious.

Hibanya retreated with a single blow, followed by Asido... Directly dissolved, he slashed the slashing knife into the weapon of the giant's arm, and clicked—the huge blade shattered.

The blocked arm retreats extremely quickly... Because Aizen has entered the door.

Squeak - the tooth-sore sound of the door closing reappeared, the blue dye that disappeared, and finally the gaze thrown to Qinghe was: meaningful.

That's right, only he, who was impaled by the giant's arm, understands ... The other arm is holding Izumi Qinghe, not the Bunyu that the Grim Reaper is desperately trying to protect.

Qinghe gave Aizen a fearless gaze... Even if you run to hell, I'll chase after you.

But not now, Qinghe sighed slightly... He had promised the dead maiden, Aizen must die: life... Only with life can it be repaid!

"What did Aizen see that would say that I am someone who has nothing?"

The aftermath finally subsided, and Kiyowa was put down by Urahara... He cared too much about it, but Aizen didn't have any sense to explain.

"In the corridor of the Great Spirit Book, there is no record of you... Even if only major events are recorded there, your miracles are enough to be recorded... Hell guy... Let's call Him 'Hell Will.'"

"Whatever the name is, to the point."

Kiyowa expressed his gratitude to Urahara with a scared look on his face.

"The will of hell has a part of the power of the Spirit King, probably the soul... You are different from Ukitake, the power is snatched, so what's so strange about being hunted down."

This is the end of the short and quick conversation, and the reckoning after the fact is coming... Except for Qinghe, no one cares about Aizen's words: people who can still come out of hell are unheard of.

After losing the common enemy of Aizen, Kiyowa knew that he still had Yamamoto to pass.

"Ichimaru Gin, your choice."

Yamamoto led everyone to surround Ichimaru Gin... Even if he finally made a move on Aizen, he wouldn't be able to wash away the things he had done.

Hirako, who slipped out of nowhere, clasped his hands to his chest, looking like he was watching a good show... Although Ichimaru Silver didn't make a move that year, he was also a participant.

Ichimaru Silver looked at Kiyowa... Remember what you promised me.

Kiyowa looked at Urahara and nodded slightly after exchanging glances.

"It's not easy."

Ichimaru raised his hands to show that he had no intention of resisting... Hinosaki stepped forward and shackled him with murderous stones.

"Kisuke Urahara, cancel your swastika immediately, and Honyu will be kept with you for the time being... The old man will hold a meeting of the team leaders to discuss your affairs. ”

Three days later, the team head meeting was held. The rest of the people, while recuperating from their injuries, perform their own duties to ensure the normal operation of the Jingling Court..."

With Yamamoto's orders one by one, the Silent Soul Court is up and running again... Even this large-scale "mutiny" did not detract from any of the old man's majesty.

After all, the flame that burns everything is enough to prove many things... And now that the 46th Central Room is completely destroyed, there is no doubt that all the power is concentrated in his hands.

"There is no doubt..."

Yamamoto and the others look at the sky... Click, click!

Like that shattered mirror, the blue sky cracked... Irregular black shadows appeared, and the spiritual pressure that belonged to the void appeared: chaos, darkness, murderous intent, and despair.

Click—countless Killians, just like that, the cracks in the sky are constantly expanding, expanding, expanding... In the end, it turned into a "black carpet" that led to the deepest part of the sky.

On both sides of this carpet, there were several familiar, unfamiliar but powerful spiritual pressures... Stark, Helribel, Nilou, and many more.

And at the end of this black carpet, Ulquiora Sipha, dressed in white and wearing a crown, appeared with an indifferent expression.

"Greetings to His Majesty Sifa!"

At this moment, all the void lowered their heads and knelt down on one knee to express their respect.

Yamamoto squinted, and his palm once again put the sword on it... Although I was a little tired, I still had no problem cutting these guys.

"Captain... Leave it to me to discuss. ”

Qinghe's expression is solemn... There would be such a situation, which he did not expect: the seven members of the Kamen Legion, according to the agreement, it was impossible for the other party to forcibly open the barrier between the two realms.

Even if it's too late for the support of the virtual group, does that mean... Those seven are in danger now.

"Go, and ask the young king... Is it to declare war on the Corpse Soul Realm? ”

Yamamoto waved his hand nonchalantly... If it weren't for the civil strife just now, the vitality of the thirteenth team of the Protector Court would have been greatly damaged, and he would have drawn his sword just now.

"I'll go too." Hirako stepped forward... He also had a bad premonition.

Seiwa nodded... With such a big pomp, there is naturally something to say.

If it was really another battle, then behind these Killians, I am afraid that countless void groups would appear and go straight to the Silent Spirit Court.

"Quan Qinghe, long time no see."

Ulquiorra stood at the forefront of the dark cavity of the sky, and behind him were countless void groups.

"The cloak is gone." A clear and light opening.

At this moment, the Grim Reaper collectively had doubts: this person is imaginary, but he actually knows it.

And the big voids looked at this young and excessive god of death with scrutinizing eyes: it turned out that the scarf that was extremely cherished by their king turned out to be a cloak, and the tone was still the other party's!!

"So you know... I can't bring it this time. ”

"That's the enemy, let's talk about it... Your condition. ”

Kiyowa was indifferent to the skeptical and inquiring gazes behind him... Now is the time for the rules to break, and it's much easier to re-establish them.