infinite death song

At this moment, Fengqiao Loujuro lifted the blur, which made Stark startled, not knowing what he was going to do.

"Roz?" Aikawa Luowu from the Masked Legion with Rojuro Hoohashi immediately understood what he did when he saw Rojuro Hoohashi doing this.

Ross is also the unique name given to him by Fengqiao Loujuro's friends.

"Since the old man is so angry, it's not an option to keep pestering him like this. Chun Shui's swastika is very dangerous. If it doesn't work, all of us will die. Let's use mine."

"Then leave it to you."

"Ah, the battle will end soon."

Fengqiaolou Juro's expression became solemn, and he poured a large amount of spiritual pressure into the long whip transformed into Zanpakutō.

"Swastika Jinshaluo Dance Troupe!"

Stark was taken aback by the vision around him, only to see a number of dancers around him made of golden long whips spinning and winding, with their heads stretched out in gold.

The sky was dim and fell into a dark field, but the vision was unobstructed and everything could be seen clearly, which was similar to the night environment in the True White Night Palace.

From the darkness behind Juro Fengqiaolou, two giant hands with long whips appeared, holding batons, as if they were composing some kind of pleasing dance music.

Such a weird swastika, and the never-ending music that echoed in his ears after the swastika, made Stark puzzled.

The ability of the music department?

Sonic attack?

Or use sound to confuse people?

"Those of you who live in the barren land probably don't know such a beautiful piece of music. Then let me show my ugly face and play the sound of death for you."

Fengqiaolou Juro was wearing a neat black suit, with long curly golden hair hanging down, full of the artistic atmosphere of a musician, an elegant gentleman who walked out of calligraphy and painting, controlling a giant whip and waving the baton in his hand , the dancers around began to perform dances for Stark.

"The first sound, the ocean current!"

The dancers danced around Stark like swirling water.

At this moment, Stark really saw the rapid flow of the vortex, and he himself was in the center of the vortex, and found that his body could not move. As the momentum of the vortex became bigger and bigger, Stark felt His own breathing became extremely difficult.

Stark fired a false flash, but to no avail.

After the false flash was launched, it fell into a strange silence like a stone sinking into the sea, unable to cause any turmoil.

There was a change in Stark's eyes, calmly thinking about what kind of ability this is.

The sound in the ear, the dance around, combined with the posture of Fengqiao Rojuro as a performer, it is not difficult to see that the ability of this swastika has a certain connection with music.

Stark looked around and condensed towards his body, the heavier and heavier the vortex, the dancers were moving faster and faster, and the rhythm of the music was also accelerating. If this continued, he might be caught by the vortex. Drowning, suffocating in the current.

The false flash just now didn't feel like hitting the entity, did it absorb the spiritual pressure?Stark wasn't sure if his guess was correct.

"The second ring, the emissary of the volcano!"

Fengqiao Loujuro controlled the giant whip hand, and the trajectory of the baton began to change for the second time.

The vortex of water disappeared, and such a strange scene made Stark startled again, what's the matter?

The dancers around danced a different dance than before, gathered flames in their hands, and condensed the flames into a terrifying density with both hands, and then all bombarded Stark's body.

Stark only felt hot all over, and had the illusion that his body was about to explode.

It's illusion!Stark's eyes flickered.

He felt that when his body was attacked by these flames, there was a strange and uncoordinated feeling. Although he couldn't grasp what it was, there was no doubt that this swastika borrowed from dance music was also an extreme form of illusion. high usage.

It's just that he was able to fool his Vastord-level broken face in the first time, which is really a brilliant swastika ability.

If it wasn't for the huge gap in the spiritual pressure between them, which made him feel a little wrong, he might still think that Fengqiao Loujuro's ability is a creation-type ability of "creating something out of nothing".

However, unraveling the illusion is also a very difficult thing for him. Could it be that the way to unravel the illusion is to understand the meaning of these dance music to be able to unravel the illusion?

But he is a broken face who has lived in the True White Night Palace for hundreds of years. He usually sleeps except for cultivation, and occasionally goes out to hold a meeting. He doesn't know any dance music at all. Asking him to guess the meaning of dance music is like playing the piano with a cow.

"Third Ring, Hero's Career!"

The style of dance music changed again.

The murderous look in Fengqiaolou Juro's eyes was also brewing to its peak.

He felt that Stark's tricky place was vaguely uncontrollable, and he had to get into his dance rhythm as soon as possible.

Otherwise, once Stark finds a way to crack it, the swastika solution will lose its effect.

When it came to the third dance song, Stark's heartstrings tightened.

The true meaning of death flows in his body, which comes from the intuition of the broken instinct.

The style of this dance song is fundamentally different from the previous two songs. It is sad, mournful, and reveals a deep sense of despair, making people weep for it.

Stark felt that his throat was being tightly grasped, and he just gritted his teeth and said a few words: "Lily... Ni... Te..."

If this continues, the situation will be really bad.

Feng Qiaolou Juro's swastika made him suffer a lot.

Now is not the time to honestly look for the correct cracking method, but to quickly get out of the predicament here instead of sitting still.

"Understood, be prepared, what will happen next, I can't guarantee it, Stark."

Lilinette had some kind of preparation.

While enduring the pain of being choked, Stark stretched his palm into his arms and gave it a firm grip.

The blood-red cross pendant in his arms split into countless fragments of red gemstones, flying around.

"Ok?"

Fengqiaolou Juro frowned first, and then a look of horror appeared in his eyes.

The pale blue spirit sub-flash swept across the void, and the dance space of the night was torn apart from the middle.

The moving music and the beautiful dance were covered by the torrent of blue spiritual pressure in an instant, the dancers struggled helplessly in the torrent of spiritual pressure, and then they were completely swallowed by the torrent of spiritual pressure, and the dancers were never seen again their figures.

"what happened?"

Realizing that Stark was still in a mortal situation one moment ago, but in the next moment he broke through the shackles of Hoohashi Rojuro, leaving Jingle and others confused, and at the same time, their hearts were greatly shaken.

The intensity of that spiritual pressure was too magnificent, and they rushed to the sky without knowing how to restrain it. Even the high temperature caused by Captain Yamamoto's swastika was blocked around them by this torrent of blue spiritual pressure. A cloud of blue spiritual particles formed to press down on the space.

All sounds, all dust, and even all things in the entire space are in a static state under heavy pressure.

The Void Mask on Yakomaru Lisa's face first cracked a hole, and then collapsed completely, her body knelt on the ground on one knee, dropped the weapon in her hand, her face was dominated by cold sweat and terror.

This, this, what is this! ?

Why has even breathing become such a luxury?

What the heck did that face off do?

"Hey, hey, are you kidding us, Mr. Bad Face?"

Jingle felt this depressing aura, it was not some great move, but simply used Reiatsu to achieve this.

But judging from the degree of dominance of the Reiatsu, I am afraid that apart from Qingli and Captain Yamamoto present, even the Reiatsu after Ichigo's complete blurring cannot be compared with Stark's Reiatsu at this moment.

It's just that Stark doesn't know how to restrain his spiritual pressure after liberation. That is to say, this level of spiritual pressure is a powerful force that he can't control himself. Reiatsu is more destructive.

Fortunately, the density of spiritual particles in this space is sufficient, otherwise, the moment he released the original power, the entire city would have been completely destroyed by his uncontrolled spiritual pressure before he could do it himself.

Aichuan Luowu held the barbed mace, swallowed his saliva, showing nervousness for the first time on his hideous mask.

Facing the spiritual pressure directly, Fengqiaolou Juro fell to the ground with serious injuries, he could barely open his eyes, and vaguely saw what was happening in front of him.

In the blue high-density spirit sub-space, the static state of all things is frightening.

With two guns in hand, Stark strolled over from a distance, his gray coat swayed as he walked, he looked distressed and didn't know how to end it, but he was a little tired of his uncontrolled state .

This is also the reason why he is unwilling to release all his power.

"I'm sorry, I don't want to do this either, but since I've been forced out of this state, I have to ask you all to fall down."

When Jingle and the others didn't know what to do, Stark didn't give them a chance to react anymore, he raised his double guns, and aimed at Jingle and the others with two dark muzzles, a dark blue light lit up in the darkness.

"Don't worry, as I said before, my ability is very simple, it can only release false flashes."

In an instant, tens of thousands of blue-blue flashes shot out from the muzzle of the gun. In the blue-blue spiritual subspace, Jingle and the others' mobility was greatly reduced, which meant that the outcome had been decided.

There is only a messy battlefield left.

Stark couldn't get rid of his current state, and his blood-red cross pendant was different from the other four Varstord's face-to-face compatriots.

The blood-red cross pendant is a high-tech product produced by combining the power of the collapsed jade and the great library of truth, and then using the latest technology of the white garden.

The blood-red cross pendant of Nellielu and others represents an increase, while his is to restore the original power, and his is a one-time item, which will be destroyed after liberation.

"Oh, Pomian, your power is really powerful, are you interested in visiting my research institute?"

Nirvana Yuri came here with his android daughter Nirvana.

The strange thing is that he and Nieyinmeng walked in the blue spirit space without any hindrance, neither panting nor dignified.

The eyes of Nirvana Mayuri released the color of interest, and the concentration of interest in Stark even surpassed that of Ishida Uryu, the Quincy Master who made him embarrassing.

He had studied the Achukas-level and Killian-level broken faces, but it was the first time he had faced the Valstord broken faces.

"You are?" Stark's face straightened.

"The captain of the [-]th Division of the Goutei [-]th Team, and also the second director of the Technology Development Bureau Mayuri Nari. I am very interested in your existence. The strength of that Miss Vastord is already amazing, but she harbors The pendant in the book should only temporarily increase your own strength. But you are different, that pendant can suppress you. Am I right?"

A weird smile appeared on Nir Mayuri's face, revealing a mouth full of big yellow teeth.

"You guy..."

Stark looked at Nirvana Yuri, who was dressed in weird clothes, and wondered if it was an illusion. Although the person's Reiatsu did not make him feel very special, he always felt a sense of uneasiness and panic.

Moreover, she can see through the difference between him and Nelliel all at once, and her powers of observation are very keen.

"It seems that I guessed it right." Seeing Stark's shocked face, Nirvana Yuri was sure that her guess was correct: "Varstord is different from Achukas, I have understood this for a long time, but I It is only now that I understand that there are many differences between different individuals even between Varstord and Varstord. I think you should be a special kind of Varstord. No wonder Aizen wants to Using Bengyu to break your face, your existence as Valstord is already amazing, if you use Bengyu to break your face, your strength will increase by leaps and bounds."

Seeing Nirvana talking there, Stark couldn't help interrupting his rhetoric: "I'm sorry to disappoint you, Mr. Director. I am not a broken face made by Bengyu, I am a naturally formed broken face." noodle."

Nie Yuri immediately widened her eyes, looked at Stark in surprise, and then fell silent, her eyes flashed with light, she didn't know what she thought of, and the color in her eyes became more and more crazy and excited.

"So it's like this... So it's like this... That is to say, the trend of breaking the face is not a crooked way, but a correct evolution of Xu. It didn't happen after the appearance of Beng Yu."

One can imagine the shock of Nirvana Yuri.

All the staff in Goutei [-]th Team, including the scientist Urahara Kisuke, believed that Pomian was a twisted way of being forced to evolve by Bengyu, just like the ghost of death.

But now Stark tells Mayuri that the broken face can form naturally.

This means that the evolution of the broken face is not a mistake, but a virtual and correct way of evolution.

From another point of view, breaking the surface is the correct way to evolve, then, can the illusory form of the god of death...can also be formed naturally, without using the collapsed jade to break the limit of the god of death and touch the realm of the void?

The more she thought about it, the more excited Nirvana Yuri became. This secret is really too important.

It was so important that it suddenly dawned on him.

"May I ask, Pomian, what's your name?"

"Kyatei Stark."

"I will remember you, Pomian... No, Mr. Stark. If you are free, you will often come to my Technology Development Bureau as a guest in the future. I will entertain you with the highest level of etiquette."

Nirvana Mayuri took out a watch-like metal ring from her pocket and threw it at Stark.

"This is?"

Looking at the watch-shaped metal ring, Stark didn't understand what you meant.

"This is an item I made to suppress the spiritual pressure. There is only one reason why you can't control the spiritual pressure, that is, your spiritual pressure is too large, and there is no tendency to stop, although it is not as good as your original pressure. The pendant, but it is still possible to suppress part of your spiritual pressure. So, goodbye, Mr. Stark, I hope you can come to my Technology Development Bureau as a guest next time."

Nie Yuli is about to leave with Nie Yinmeng.

"and many more!"

"What else?"

"Aren't you going to save them?" Stark pointed at Jing Le and the others who fell to the ground.

"No need, it's too troublesome. There is no killing intent in your eyes... No, or to you, their life and death are not important at all, and you don't take their power into your heart. If you want to kill them, the first time It can be done, there is no need to waste so much time."

Nie Yuli curled her lips, and Nie Yinmeng turned around and left without looking back.

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Boom!