Chapter 494: Crazy Bone in Flowers: Heart of Heisong (6)
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The next moment, the spiritual pressure burst out!
The spiritual pressure, which is full of sadness and sorrow, poured out like a torrent set off by a raging wave, filling the entire world with mighty power, turning into an endless abyss under the sea. .
The two of them seemed to have fallen into the deep sea under thousands of meters, and the surrounding area became a darker seabed.
The huge pressure coming from all directions and the suffocation that was almost impossible to breathe made Lord a little uncomfortable for a while. The dense white airflow formed by a string of water bubbles slowly rose from the abyss of the sea to an invisible place.
This is the abyss of despair!
"The third act...Danyuyuan!"
Jingle Chunshui raised his eyelids slightly, and in his dark pupils, there was a hint of determination, and said indifferently: "The two people who have become conscious, plunge into the gushing water together until each other's spiritual pressure is exhausted."
The third act: Broken Fish Abyss.
Couples who love each other deeply, finally made up their minds and fell to the bottom of the sea together.
This underwater abyss created with Reiatsu, whether the enemy or the friend is within the game range, will be forcibly dragged into it until one party's Reiatsu is exhausted.
The two people who were thrown into the abyss of the sea, the Reiatsu continued to flow like a floodgate opened.
The most terrifying thing is the speed at which the spiritual pressure leaks out, ignoring any rules and personal will, that is to say, you can only watch helplessly as your spiritual pressure flows out crazily, and then gradually becomes extremely weak.
And in the process...
Both sides also have to endure the feeling of suffocation and the pressure of the deep sea squeezing from all directions.
In this dark and dark abyss of the deep sea, the piercing spiritual pressure of the skin is grief-stricken, eating away the reason like a maggot on the tarsus, oppressing the brain nerves all the time. will be driven insane.
But after experiencing the arrival of the incomplete god and tempering with that crazy murmur.
This level of nerve compression can only be regarded as an appetizer for him, and it cannot even shake his will at all.
"You look calm..."
Jingle Chunshui looked rather miserable at this time,
Half of his face hangs on his chin, revealing the bloody muscles inside, but he doesn't seem to care at all.
"Can."
Lorde's eyes were very calm, and he said lightly: "As the captain's disciple, you should know the Quincy Master, right?"
"I remembered, the arrow at that time turned out to be the sacred arrow!"
Jingle Chunshui's face was a little weird. At that time, he thought it was some kind of ability, but he didn't expect it to be the holy annihilation arrow of the Quincy.
Hundreds of years have passed since the Quincy was exterminated, and he had long forgotten the ability of this once-great enemy, so he didn't remember it until now.
"You...not only have the power of the god of death, but you also have the power of the virtual and the quencher at the same time?" Jingle Chunshui's pupils shrank slightly, and suddenly thought of a terrible idea: "It's only the final end. With the power of manifesting, you have all the qualities of a Spirit King!"
The power of fullbringing...
Hearing this, Lorde's eyes flashed with divine light, and the doubts in his heart suddenly became clear.
If it wasn't for Jingle Chunshui's sudden reminder, he would have almost forgotten that there is a Full Display, which is also one of the branches of the Spirit King's power!
All the while, his missing final piece of the puzzle.
That is the power of the Full Demonstration, one of the sealed Spirit King fragments, and it is also an important condition to have!
"So, are you planning to absorb the spirits in the atmosphere?"
The remaining half of Jingle Chunshui's face showed a puzzled expression: "But in my Duanyuyuan, the spirits from the outside world are completely isolated. Even if you have the blood of a quencher, you should not be able to absorb the spirits. Son!"
"Under normal circumstances, that's true."
Lorde nodded slightly, confirming his judgment, and then said: "But there is one exception, that is to use other means to supplement the part of the spiritual pressure that he lost."
"Other...means?"
Jingle Chunshui was obviously stunned. He couldn't think of any other way to make up for a large amount of lost spiritual pressure in a short period of time.
"That's it..."
Lord took out a transparent glass tube from his arms, with a thick dark blue liquid flowing in it: "Although you haven't seen it, you should be able to feel it, what is this thing?"
"High concentration...spirit liquid."
Jingle Chunshui stared at the glass tube with an extremely ugly expression: "I didn't expect you to compress the spiritual child into a high-concentration liquid and store it in a special container in advance to prevent yourself from falling into my Broken Fish Abyss."
"no way......"
Lorde looked rather helpless and sighed: "If it weren't for your Zanpakutō ability, if it was too rogue, I would not be willing to use this thing, after all, this is a high-concentration spirit liquid, and drinking it directly will be very bad. Big risk."
If he hadn't been afraid of Jingle Chunshui's swastika, he would have used the condensed form of flowing swords to fire at the beginning.
If it is not 100% sure that he can instantly kill Jingle Chunshui, once he uses the Zanpakutō with such a wide range and astonishing attack power, he will be forced to share the damage with him.
As for the second kill of Jingle Chunshui.....
It may be possible to borrow the power of the Soul Society outside.
But in the battlefield in my heart, even if Aizen, who merged with the third stage of Bengyu, came over, I was afraid that I would not be able to kill him in an instant.
Snapped......
Lord crushed the glass tube in his hand and poured the dark blue liquid inside into his mouth.
The highly compressed liquid spiritual child dissolves into violent spiritual power at the moment of entry, and slashes down his throat with a scorching hot temperature, as if he had swallowed a mouthful of magma, his facial muscles could not stop twitching. up.
rumbling...
The steady stream of violent spiritual power is like a huge flood that broke down the dam.
The roaring torrent was like a group of frightened wild horses, rushing and trampling along the blood vessels in the body, launching waves of unstoppable shocks, madly hitting the barriers made of flesh and blood, and every time it hits the spilled spirits, it will be a little bit. into the body.
"Cough cough...successful."
Lord coughed up a mouthful of blood and wiped the blood from his lips: "Although it was a waste of a lot of spiritual power, but fortunately, it still absorbed some of it. My spiritual pressure should be higher than yours now."
"Failed..."
Jingle Chunshui, who was silent the whole time, suddenly sighed and showed a self-deprecating smile: "All the moves have been completely cracked, this is the first time I have encountered such a thorny and terrifying enemy as you since I became the captain. "
"It's over, Captain Chunshui."
Lord still respected the captain: "I'm sorry for using such a tricky method, but as long as you choose to participate in the battle at the moment, no matter what reasons and beliefs you are based on, what you pursue is only victory, right? "
"Don't apologize to me, young man."
Jingle Chunshui's eyes were half-closed, and he said solemnly, "From the moment the battle begins, both sides will bear the guilt and give up victory without being restrained by the rules. This is the philosophy that a qualified captain should have."
"As you wish, I will personally... end this battle."
Lord held the dark Zanpakutō again, a black shadow appeared beside him, and said slowly: "I'll officially introduce to you, my Zanpakutō 'Guancanghai' can reproduce the past 30 days of my life. any moves you perform."
"The game isn't over yet."
Kyōraku Chunsui stood with his sword in both hands, Haori suddenly screeched, and the violent spiritual pressure rose again.
Only, this time!
His Reiatsu was no longer grieved and grieved, but full of a kind of death-defying intent!
"The last scene..."
