In the sky, about twenty miles away from the seventy-ninth district west of Liusoul Street, above the meat tsuzuku flying at full speed, U Zhihualie looked at the huge smoke rising in the distance, and his gentle watery eyes were filled with coldness.

"Hurry up, Shizuku!"

Uno Hana's voice sounded softly, but the tone was like the murmur of some enraged demon, and the spiritual pressure filled with the smell of blood escaped from time to time.

"Makoto, you're not going to die, are you? Hold on a little bit......"

……

'Are you going to die?' ’

'Not death in mental space, but real death in reality......

"It's too careless, it's still too careless, except for facing everything, the combat experience is so lacking......

The gentleness of Senju's eyes in the past dissipated, and there was more death and despair in the gradually dilated pupils, but his mind was unexpectedly lucid, and a large number of various and mixed thoughts flickered.

Uno Hana, Aoki Rissa, Bee Tip Aya......

Familiar faces such as Madara Kazukaku, Ayasegawa Yukin, and Kiyonosuke Yamada also emerged, and finally froze on the gentle and humble face of Aizen Sosuke.

'You did it, right?' Aizen, deliberately targeted me, or did he kill me? ’

It turns out that this is how it feels when real death comes......

'It's not as bad as I imagined, it's so quiet, it's a little cold......

Senju's left hand lifted with difficulty, instinctively touching his chest, trying to maintain a little warmth.

However, everything is slimy and lukewarm in your hands, as if you have directly touched a slice of meat sauce.

'It's hurt like this......

'What about everything?' I can't feel it at all, and I can't treat it......

'Consciousness is starting to blur too......

In the end, Senju Makoto's thoughts gradually blurred as he tried to maintain his sobriety, and the faint light that appeared in his palm was impossible to heal the injury.

All...... It's all quiet......

Senju Makoto only has the slightest instinct left, and with the support of the desire to survive, he keeps shouting for everything.

'Everything, everything, everything......

At this moment, a voice seemed to be responding to something, faintly sounding in Senju's mind.

[Sauce master, can you hear me? ] 】

[Can you hear the voice of the Lun family? Listen to the true voice of the Lun family......]

[True words of liberation, real power, not false abilities created by the subjective will of the owner of the sauce......]

[I'm running out of time, master of sauce, respond to the Lun family!! 】

Suddenly, Senju Makoto's pupils, which had almost completely dilated, condensed slightly, and the familiar and anxious voice was heard in his mind, which was close to blank and had lost all subjective will.

"Senluo ......"

[Sauce master, quick, you should be able to hear it at this time! Quick ......]

[Let's show, let's arrive, let's detach, let's detach......]

[The ultimate of all things, the root of everything!] 】

Senjutsu's pupils began to dilate again, and even his body began to freeze due to excessive blood loss, and a faint voice that almost no one could hear slowly came out.

"Show, arrive, transcend, the ultimate of all things, the root of everything! It's all about it! ”

In the next moment, the blade of the slashing knife held by Senju Cheng in his hand turned into a streamer and merged into Senju Cheng's body, and the spiritual pressure that had been continuously declining suddenly stopped, and then ...... Suddenly, it completely disappeared in the perception of Aizen Sosuke!

'Dead?! ’

Sensing this abrupt change in spiritual pressure, Aizen Yusuke was originally a little unimpressed, but he still casually glanced back in the direction of Senju Makoto.

However, Aizen Yusuke's pupils shrank subconsciously.

A large number of Lingzi in the air were frantically gathering towards the wound on Senju's chest, and they were quickly repairing Senju's injuries.

But...... I can't feel the spiritual pressure of Senju Cheng at all!

How is this possible?!

Aizen Yusuke's expression froze completely, and even seemed a little out of shape, as if he had seen a reality beyond his comprehension.

The spirit body constructed from the spirit child produces a power called spiritual power, and the density and fluctuation of spiritual power produce spiritual pressure.

Therefore, unless it is the part of the Soul Street that is said to be the residents of the Soul Street who do not have spiritual power and do not have a sense of hunger, as long as they have spiritual power in their bodies, then there will inevitably be spiritual pressure.

It's like a human ...... It's common sense to breathe!

Although the spiritual pressure can also control the size and intensity of the spiritual pressure emitted by actively suppressing the spiritual power, it is completely imperceptible to the slightest bit, which is almost impossible for Aizen Sosuke.

Unless...... The spiritual pressure fluctuations emitted were completely above the scope that the spirit body of the blue dye was able to perceive.

In other words, Senjutsu's spiritual pressure has far surpassed his own? ’

'No, it can't be! ’

Almost instantly, Aizen Sosuke denied this speculation.

'Or, Makoto Senju is dead?' Or have you abandoned all spiritual power? ’

It's just that Senju Cheng is obviously treating himself, and extracting the spirit son in the air to repair his injuries also belongs to the ability of Senju Cheng to slash the soul knife that he showed before.

'Why?' ’

But why can't you feel the spiritual pressure? ’

For a while, the changes that happened in Senju Makoto almost gave Aizen the illusion of a collapsed concept.

Is there a mistake in your perception of the world? ’

Or maybe he was succumbed to an ability similar to that of the Mirror Flower and the Moon and had hallucinations? ’

Or is it ...... Senju Makoto himself is a unique anomaly, completely different from the other Grim Reaper's anomalies? ’

In just an instant, several more speculations surfaced in Aizen's mind.

Feeling that the movements of Aizen Yusuke beside him had completely stopped, Dongxian couldn't help but ask with some doubts.

"Aizen-sama, what's wrong with you?"

"No, yes, don't speak, let me think about it......" Aizen Yusuke couldn't help but grab his face with both hands, and said with a gaffe in his tone.

As the changes in Senju Makoto became more and more obvious, it also attracted the attention of Achucas, who was instinctively devouring the souls of the still alive Juban team members.

"This guy ......"

"Boom!"

The huge body of this Achucas landed heavily in front of Senju Makoto who was lying on the ground, and his eyes looked at Senju Makoto who was still repairing his injuries.

After a slight pause, the close-up observer of Achucas remembered the humiliating experience not long ago, and his eyes gradually turned a little red.

The ant-like Grim Reaper actually stabbed that disgusted thing into his satisfying shell, and even directly pierced that shell until it was unusable!

With anger in his eyes, Achukas raised a sharp foot and stabbed it towards Senju Makoto.