DC New Krypton.

Chapter 305 May I ask if there is any way to kill you?

Broken Way No. [-] The black coffin began to float away from the top like shredded paper, revealing Aizen standing in the sky inside.

A faint smile was drawn at the corner of Lan Ran's mouth, and the last drop of blood was floating from the Zanpakutō in his right hand.

"It's a pity, your talent shouldn't be the result of this."

He stood standing in the black coffin that was scattered like shredded paper, the air flow brushed over his brown hair, and the death tyrant outfit rattled. Although there was a faint smile on his face, there was a hint of regret.

Aizen is sorry.

Seeing the emergence of Haier's initial understanding made him feel amazing.

No one is more arrogant and arrogant than him.

If he is allowed to grow up, it will be a catastrophe for the soul world. Aizen doesn't even dare to say that he can deal with Harker in the future.

But—he was too arrogant, arrogant.

At the weakest stage, you have already met yourself who has reached the limit of death.

Face yourself now.

Pity.

It's really a pity.

"Pity······"

Aizen really felt it was a pity, and it was a pity, even if there was even a slight possibility of Haier becoming his subordinate, Aizen would not kill him.

But it's impossible, he doesn't even care about life and death.

Lanran stood in the sky, the black coffin was flying like fragments, the wind was blowing his brown hair, and his regretful figure was like a lonely person standing in the middle of nowhere.

He didn't have the pleasure of killing the enemy, only a sense of pity and regret for killing Hall.

At the very least, with such a talent, he and himself should be able to become friends, companions, and old enemies, so that in this world, his mood will be more fluctuating and joyful.

Now there is only regret left.

Aizen already felt that in the future, he would regret killing Harrel at this moment, regretting that the delicacy of Harrel could not be tasted in the future.

Perhaps, there is only one him.

Ai Ran sighed with regret and sadness, and when he looked up, he saw the gate of hell that was slowly opening.

The black coffin dissipated like shredded paper.

Haier's two-sectioned child's body, sprayed with blood, fell to the ground in sync with the disappearance of the black coffin, making a soft noise.

The wind whistled loudly.

The gates of hell are slowly opening.

Aizen stood tall in the sky, the pupils in the glasses fell into the deepest thought, and gradually murmured:
"The upper and lower sides are the universe,
Throughout the ages..."

Lan Ran's pupils reacted, and they lit up, with joy and regret and regret just now.

His eyes in the black glasses frame were bright, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became more carefree.

Turning his head, he looked down at Hall's body which was regarded as two parts, stretched out his fingertips, pointed at the two parts of Hall's body, and chanted quickly:
"The Twelfth Breaking the Way: Ambush the Fire!"

Fuhuo transformed the spiritual pressure into a linear form, and captured and imprisoned the two corpses of Haier.

"The Eleventh of Breaking the Way: Lightning Bolt!"

Thunderbolts numb the nerves of the two corpses of Haier.

"Broken Road 31: Red Cannon!"

The red cannon directly aimed at the two corpses of Har'er, and the blast exploded with intense heat like lava, blowing up the corpse of Har'er into pieces and disappearing.

"The end of a thousand hands, the dark hand that cannot be touched, the sky shooter that cannot be reflected, the road that shines down, fanning the wind that ignites the fire, when you gather together, don't be confused, just follow my instructions, light bullets ·Eight Body ·Nine Articles ·Tianjing ·Disease Treasure ·Big wheel, gray turret, draws the bow to the distance, and dissipates away brightly!

Breaking the Way 91·Thousand-Handed Bright Sky Eliminates Cannons! "

Countless light cones appeared, controlled by Aizen to distribute evenly and neatly, shooting towards the ground in all directions, and the explosion was so powerful that it almost covered the nearby forest trees.

This forest instantly turned into a sea of ​​flames, all the trees were instantly smashed, and burned with the flame of the spirit.

When Lan Ran finished all this, the black-rimmed glasses reflected the sea of ​​fire in the forest, looked down and shook his head, and couldn't help saying: "It's a pity."

The pity this time is not the pity of killing Hall before.

This time, it was a pity that he didn't kill Har.

"Through the ages, the universe is called time—is it time?" Lan Ran said with a soft laugh, seemingly talking to himself: "Can you use time to restore to the moment before I was beheaded?"

"It's really scary to be able to achieve this level when combined with your own initial understanding." Lan Ran sighed.

"It's not." Har's voice came from the sea of ​​flames on the ground.

His body, which had been cut in two by Lan Ran, was tied up by volts, paralyzed by lightning, scorched by the red cannon, and shattered by the thousand-handed white cannon, gathered little by little from the sea of ​​flames on the ground.

The Lingzi arranged and constructed again, constructing a body that was exactly the same as his previous one.

"Time is nothing but the movement of spirit particles. My universe records the body made up of the movement structure of spirit particles." Haier returned to his original state and sat back. A black steel seat automatically appeared under his seat, supporting him to fly I got up, looked at Lan Ran, and praised: "I am amazed by your beauty in the mirror. This body has been destroyed to the point of becoming a spiritual child, and it is still controlled by your mirror."

Lan Ran didn't agree with Hai Er's praise, shook his head and laughed: "Isn't it still not able to kill you?"

"Do you want to kill me? Do you want to know how to kill me? You can ask me." Hai Er propped his cheek with his fingers, smiled lazily, and looked at Aizen.

Aizen smiled slightly, rubbing the Zanpakutō in his hand with his fingertips, the pupils in the black-framed glasses looked at Harley with a somewhat meaningful and interesting gaze, and asked with a generous smile road:
"Then, what is the way to kill you, please tell me Mr. Haier." Lan Ran said: "Although it would be a little boring to know the answer directly, but the matter is urgent, and there is no way for the current plan. We Time is running out, and Seireitei will send a captain to investigate the reason for the opening of the gate of hell.

I don't want them to know my strength and information.

Moreover, the gate of hell is about to be opened, and Mr. Hai Er will also face a lot of trouble.

Just let me sort it all out.

Sorry to trouble you, Mr. Haier, please tell me how to kill you. "

Aizen asked with a sincere smile.

His modesty and sincerity moved Haier.

Haier smiled and said, "It's just that I need to crush every piece of space and spirit particle reaction that belongs to me. It shouldn't be difficult for you whose spiritual pressure strength exceeds mine by so much."

"Indeed, thank you very much, Mr. Hai Er." Lan Ran thanked.

"But from the time you know about it, you have no chance."

"Really? Mr. Haier, you shouldn't even be able to break through the surface of my spiritual pressure. I wonder if you have any way to deal with my spiritual pressure, which is very different from yours?"

(End of this chapter)