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Chapter 130: Expected Disputes

 "Yami." Ulquiorra shouted.

"Yeah."

"His strength has improved." He saw the opponent's transformation from a skeleton to a human form.

"Yeah." Yami had a frivolous look on his face, and the seriousness in his eyes betrayed his thoughts.

Then he turned his attention to Stark, who always had a nonchalant attitude and an attitude of being unconcerned.

On the contrary, during the battle with the furious self, only Stark and Balegang did not free their Zanpakutō.

I didn't understand it until later, which made other Vastod deeply fearful. That kind of ability is so incomprehensible.

To become the king of Hueco Mundo, in addition to one's own abilities, absolute spiritual pressure strength is essential.

Those top Achiukas who can break the surface are themselves characters who are not afraid of anything. They can completely suppress them and start a killing game when they are interested. The difficulty can be imagined.

"It depends on how the god of death solves the problem." He showed a gloating smile.

Balegang stood up and looked down at the group of visitors below with dignity.

He pointed his finger at Aizen, who was standing at the front: "As long as I kill you, your team will collapse."

Aizen remained silent, and the curve of the corner of his mouth contained a hint of coldness.

Dong Xian, who was at the back, couldn't bear it any longer. Aizen was his god, his light, and the one who held the sword. He walked out of the queue with a voice as cold as ice: "It's just a mere Vastod, how can you treat him like this?"

Aizen-sama, this is unforgivable."

"Huh?" Bailegang was stunned for a moment, then became interested: "It turns out there is a God of Death, I almost forgot." He didn't take the other party seriously at all.

Turning to Stark, he asked: "This is the God of Death, have you surrendered?"

"Hey, Balegon, that's not how you insult people." The one who spoke was Grimmjow, and he belittled Tosen Kaname again. Nnoitra suffered a lot at the hands of Tosen Kaname, and he belittled Tosen Kaname.

Isn’t it that Xian is belittling Nnoitra?

Nnoitra was so angry that he was shaking all over and his teeth were chattering. It was a shame and humiliation for him to suffer a loss at the hands of Dong Xian Kao.

"Baile Gang, don't get carried away." He roared upwards, his whole body trembling, and his ferocious aura suddenly burst out.

"Hmm. It's really surprising that you can reach this level at this level." Balegang nodded, not paying attention to Neutra at all, and deliberately ignoring him.

Then he said to Dong Xianyao: "God of Death, you can come this far and stop here. This is the emperor's gift to you. Enjoy this glory."

Suddenly, a powerful spiritual pressure erupted in the field, and a thin figure jumped high, raised the weapon in his hand, fell from the sky, and struck out with anger.

With a thin body, an eye patch, and a dazzling exclusive weapon that seems to completely tear everything in front of him to pieces, it is Nnoitra.

"Bailegan, go to hell."

"Haha." The ridicule on Bayler's face intensified. Faced with Nnoitra's anger, he did not panic at all. He raised his right hand and spoke to the throne beside him.

The Throne of Bones exploded, and the broken bones flew into the air and turned into spirit particles that dissipated, revealing the outline of an axe.

Holding the ax handle, he casually resisted Nnoitra's attack. Feeling the force coming from his hand, a smile appeared on his lips that couldn't be more different.

Nnoitra noticed an invisible force coming from his weapon, and his body flew backwards out of control.

"Damn it." He dismissed his attack lightly, and his strong self-esteem was torn apart.

Four figures flashed out from the Yachukas Legion below, and a big man was particularly eye-catching.

"Your Majesty, I am applying to join the war." He knelt on the ground enthusiastically. "How can these ants be worthy of the emperor fighting in person? Your Majesty, please quietly enjoy the feast of killing."

Aizen then focused his attention on the big man. The opponent's spiritual pressure was obviously higher than the other three Achiukas, but the fluctuations in spiritual pressure were not stable.

"Maybe this is the half-step Vastod without the Arrancar."

Looking at the excellent experimental materials in front of me, no matter how calm I am, I can't help but feel a little fiery. The progress of the experiment is at its most critical period, and this big guy is obviously the most suitable experimental material.

Eyes flickering, silent.

Balegang glanced at his capable subordinates, enjoying the enthusiastic admiration of his subordinates.

In a moment of great pride, I scanned the line from Nnoitra to Aizen one by one.

"Stark, how about you just kill these two gods of death and surrender to me." Balegang said with interest, unable to hear the true meaning, and his arrogant tone made all Vastod frown.

Not to mention whether he has the strength or not, the tone of this kind of thing is really unpleasant.

Stark glanced at him, and a coldness gradually rose in his eyes, and then disappeared instantly. He put his hands in his pockets, propped up his body with his left foot, and weighed his right foot on the ground, not answering his words.

Ulquiorra suddenly interrupted: "I agree."

A plain voice is neither sad nor happy.

"Ulquiorra." Yami was surprised, but Ulquiorra did not respond.

Balegang's eyes were even more interested: "Do you represent them?"

There was no fluctuation in Ulquiorra's dark green eyes: "Whoever is dissatisfied, Yami and I will help you."

Bailegang was very happy after hearing this. Seeing that Yami beside him had no objection, he smiled "haha" and let you see the strength of the emperor.

"Baile Gang." Yami said at this time: "You kill this god of death, how about I help you kill Sal Apollo?" The arrogant voice made the air feel colder out of thin air, pointing at Aizen's back.

Said.

"Add me one." Arronillo also spoke at the right time.

"But I have one condition, the soul belongs to me."

"I feel great." The two heads sang in harmony.

Sal Apollo's beautiful face suddenly became ferocious, and his right hand silently reached for the Zanpakutō beside him, making up his mind to release the Zanpakutō as soon as there was any movement.

"I didn't expect that one day I would be the center of attention, but this way is really unpleasant."

"We'll have to change clothes again later, don't you think so, Arronillo." If you want to change clothes, you can only change them if you want to. This sentence is undoubtedly a death sentence for Arronillo.

Aizen, who was in the center of the whirlpool, stood there quietly, as if everything had nothing to do with him. He was not surprised by the actions of Wastod, and looked confident.

Nellie and Harribel looked at each other. The development of the matter was beyond their expectation. Originally, they were still looking forward to peace in the future.

Harribel's calm voice sounded and asked the black man Daxu: "Zomali Lulu?"

"Huh?" Zomali Lulu responded softly. Regarding the current emergency situation, unlike other Daxu who were ready to take action, he stood silently without any sense of presence.

"I cooperate with Stark." also made his position clear.


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