"Nilou, run!" The stag beetle's head was still struggling, and not far from him was a little girl running to Grimjo with great difficulty in the silk thread, which was what they called Nilou.

"Thou shalt and everybody pay for what thou hast done!" At this time, Percinel had already revealed his appearance under the trench coat, wearing a purple one-piece lolita dress with broken flowers and looking extremely noble, wearing pure white high boots on his feet, stepping on the sticky silk threads all over the ground without being affected in the slightest. Her expression was furious, even on the face of a girl who looked young.

She raised her hand slightly, and several strands of silk thread twisted into several strands of sharp needles under her control, and attacked Nilou who was still running in the silk thread not far away.

"Hey, you're up against me," Grimmjo dodged in front of Nilou and blocked the pinprick with a swing of his knife in one hand, "You're not trying to avenge Ruby's shit."

"Well, as Grem Qiaoqing intended," the thread in front of Perciner rose high, revealing one of the hilts of the knife. "Anyway, you're all killed." She reached out her small, slender hand and pulled out the knife in it.

"Hahaha, that's good," Grimmjo was trapped in the underground of the Void Night Palace because of Percinel's abilities, and with him was a little girl named Nilou and her two eldest brothers. At the moment, Grimmjo was stepping in mid-air, swinging his sword with one hand and rushing left and right at Percinel. It was so fast that only a blue light could be seen.

"Grim Qiaoqing used to be sixty blades, right," Perciner indifferently held the knife, looking weak but able to resist the opponent's attack every time, the sparks of the blade collision were flying everywhere, "It's not surprising that Lord Aizen will fail, it turns out that the ten blades are all of this kind of strength."

"Huh?" Grimmjow froze in the air, and he also understood that such an attack would not be effective at all, "You are not even a ten-blade, are you still qualified to say such things."

"That's because the concubine has a more important mission," Percinel brushed the purple silk thread in front of her, and a faint spiritual pressure spread to her fingertips in all directions, and her immature face was full of intoxication. "Are you going to look at it like that? It won't be long before you're all sucked up."

Grimjo thought that if he flashed into midair, he would not be affected, but there seemed to be an inexplicable resistance in the air. After Percin's reminder, it turned out that the air was also covered with extremely fine silk threads, and it was impossible to detect it if you didn't look closely. And now I am covered with this somewhat sticky filament.

Can't put it off any longer! "Squeak, Leopard King!" Grimmaw Joe pulled out the long knife at his waist suddenly, and scratched a very piercing friction sound on the side of the blade with one hand, only to see that his body was quickly covered by a layer of white bone armor, his legs were slightly bent back, and the broken face on one side of his face became extended to both sides in the middle of his forehead, and his short blue hair became hanging down to his waist, and the fangs in his mouth were exposed, like the appearance of a beast.

"This blade is very much in line with Grim Qiaoqing's character," Perciner waved his hand, and several strands of silk thread twisted into a needle shape, dragging the light silk fluttering at the tail to pierce Grim Jo.

"I said, it's rare for me to be killed, and you look down on people too much." An afterimage appeared behind Perciner, barely giving her a chance to react, five-fingered claws slicing through the white trench coat while splashing blood stained it red.

"How could you ......" Perciner staggered a few steps, and Grimjo's strength increased greatly, especially his speed. Her face was not as calm as before, and she held her shoulders and turned around to stare at Grimmacho in embarrassment.

"If it weren't for the fact that I could fight, I wouldn't have bothered to join the Ten Blades." Grimmjo flashed in front of her again, the same fingers scratching through her white clothes, "Don't tell me that you Chosen One is capable of this."

Perzinger rolled to the ground, his white trench coat already stained blood.

"Hey, you're not broken, you look like you can be killed, right?" Grimmajo spread out his bloodied claws, "If you continue like this, you're going to die a miserable death."

The threads under Percin's body slowly lifted her up, "You have angered the concubine, Grim Qiaoqing." Several unreadable threads pressed towards his feet, trying to restrain them.

"Huh?" Grimmajo leaped into the air, "You're not the only one

One move," he pawed sideways, a smile on his lips, "I gave you a chance." Several intense blue rays of light gathered at his fingertips, and then grew larger and larger, as if a spiritual pressure was more powerful than the void flash.

Percinel had a bad heart, and several spider silks wrapped around her in front of her, trying to resist the next move.

"Claw of the Leopard King!" Several blue rays of light struck, tearing apart the spider silk that Percinel was wrapped in front of her very easily, and at the same time, several blood rays exploded on her body, and she fell into a pool of blood with an expression of disbelief.

"Wow!" Nilou on one side dodged the blue light that passed by her, and then quickly crawled to Grimmajo, her eyes full of tears and howling as she grabbed him, "Help them, Nilou needs them......

Grimmajoy put one hand against Nilou's face with a look of disgust, "Get out of the way. It's your fate if you don't hurt you this time, and you dare to shoot if you don't see who this is."

Nilou's entire face was almost all in Grimmajo's claws, and even though the other party grabbed Nilou's face and lifted her left and right, the little girl just held Grimmajoy's hand firmly with both hands and refused to let go.

"Ah, it's annoying," Grimmjo gritted his teeth, but there was nothing he could do, so he reached out, and the stag beetle and the strange face behind him were wrapped in balls, freed from the bondage of the spider silk and fell to the ground on all fours.

"Woooooooooooo......oo

"Don't worry, this hurt doesn't hurt much to us," the stag beetle still stiffened, and he just raised his hand tremblingly and hugged Nilou to comfort him.

"It's drip, it's drip," Strange Face waved his hand softly, "As a big brother, you have to stand in front of Nilou." He was very brazen to say such things. If Grimmjo hadn't been there this time, they would have barely been able to resist with the strength of the few of them.

"I said why you're here," Grimmjo tugged at the cobwebs on one side, looking at the three siblings with joy on his face, sniffing softly.

"Of course it's for you," the stag beetle got up and took a pose that he thought was handsome, but his crotch cloth and his current movements would only make people laugh, "You can see the slippery blow, without that blow you wouldn't have defeated the invaders at all."

Grimmjo was helpless, "She wouldn't be angry without that disgusting attack from you, how could she be like this." Stretched out his hand to point at the fallen Perciner, but found that several people's eyes were looking in the direction they were pointing, and the strange face opened his mouth wide, looking very weird.

"Hey, hey, hey," the stag beetle shrunk his head and clenched his hands into fists in front of him, "Come on!"

Grimjo looked back, and at this time, Percinel was staggering to be held up by the surging purple spider silk, and the white trench coat on her body had all shattered and fell to the ground, revealing the bone armor that wrapped around her body. There was a finger-thick hole in the center of the body, and a large number of purple spider silk kept pouring into it and disappeared.