Chapter 1151: Prisoners Coming Out of Hell [Third]

In the midst, Jingle Chunshui also seemed to feel the death of the captain, his heart trembled suddenly, the slight twitch of his eyes flickered, and he remained silent. He needs time to stabilize his sadness.
"Call you no chance now."
With a stunned look, Jinglechun chose to keep his mouth shut, and to talk nonsense and waste such words. The stout arm full of hair grabbed the stone chair he was sitting in, and the slashing sword suddenly came out of the sheath, looking indifferently to the dust.
"What do you want?"
Seeing this, Dust-free complexion changed slightly, instinctively realized that there was something terrible, Jingle Chunshui's eyes were dead and silent, there was no extra emotional color, just as mechanically cold.
Dust-free keenly smelling other meanings, staring at Jingle Chunshui's face, she suddenly felt that she was about to break the boat.
Jingle Chunshui didn't say a word, his eyes froze and looked at the chain linking the stone chair, and the edge of the cutting sword went straight away.
"Oh!"
The fire broke out, the iron chain that couldn't bear the strength suddenly broke, and Jingle Chunshui's beheading knife cut the thick chain, and the bound stone chair suddenly loosened.
"According to the current form, it is necessary to borrow your strength, otherwise the end of the corpse soul is miserable, you don't want to stay out of this matter."
In other words, Jingle Chunshui directly carried the huge stone chair out of infernal hell.
"This wants to shoot me?"
Suddenly understood the intention of Jingle Chunshui, his eyes fluttered without thinking, and he thought about the countermeasures.
From the outside, everyone looked at the scorched earth's quiet courtyard. The vast offensive shook the entire sky, and even Kilian, who had no rational reason to kill, rarely gave face, and the offensive stopped.
It is self-evident that the disappearance of the head pressure of the captain means that if a person's heart is still beating, there will be constant pressure overflow and disappear completely, which means that this heart beat stops.
The strongest death in the millennium has become history, disappearing in the long river of time.
"Ahhhhhh ... this old man is really crazy and almost got killed by him."
The atmosphere of sadness sounded an unfortunate sound of gratefulness. Lan Ran Yu Yousuke appeared black and everyone looked at him. If he had not prepared in advance, he might have been killed.
"Blue ... dye ... 惣 ... right ... refer!"
The appearance of Lan Ran Yu Yousuke immediately attracted the hatred of the gods of death, especially the left array of Yu Cun, staring at him with red eyes, roaring out his throat.
"Unlock the black rope and condemn the king!"
The earth trembled suddenly, followed by a huge shadow and the sky was empty, the corpse soul world was dim and dull, enough to cut off the giant slayer sword from the sky.
Lan Ranyu Yousuke turned his head and glanced at the left of Xuncun, then retracted his eyes and simply ignored it, while the sharp black blade fell from the sky.
"Ninety Black Coffins of the Broken Road!"
Kuimura's left array is like gravity, attracting all the black light's edgy, his wide body is the best target.
"Hmm! Hmm! Hmm!"
The strong light relentlessly crushed Xuncun's left array, and the skin of the body was fluffy, like a funnel like blood.
auzw.com "Although only one-third of its power has been exerted, you can clean up your feet." A faint glance at the left side of the village, Lan Ranyou Yousuke said to himself.
"boom!"
After being severely damaged, the left front of the village was unable to dissolve. After dissolution, the powerless plant fell to the ground, the breath was weak, and the distance was only one step away.
"Master Blue Dye."
Witnessing the appearance of Lan Ranyu Yousuke, who was fighting the death of the dead, immediately kneeled on one knee to show loyalty.
"I thought it would take a while to sort out the imaginary circle to counter death, but now it seems to be overkill."
Looking around, looking out at the corpse souls surrounding the smoke, Lan Ran's right-handed voice blasted the whole world: "Destroy all death now!"
"Although I don't know what the situation is, it seems that you are the one who ordered Lucia's bastard?"
A ray of blaze came behind him, and Lan Ran Yousuke turned his head, exposing half of his side face and looking at the person. A strange color flashed in his eyes, and then he converged instantly.
"It turned out to be you, Ichigo Kurosaki. You are a good chessman."
After hearing that, Kurosaki was furious. He had just learned how to relieve him, and he was arrogant. The sword was swept out. Seeing the sharp edge, he would cut off the head of Lan Ran Yousuke.
Lan Ranyu Yousuke shook his head disdainfully, and stretched out his arms lightly.
"Oh!"
Five fingers easily grasped the blade of the besom sword, and held it tightly, and Kurosaki couldn't move.
"Here, this is my empty sword?"
Kurosaki enlarged his eyes, stunned in a horrified expression, staring at Lan Ran with a bit of fear, his dead eyes chilling his soul.
The blue dye was cold, the sharp edge of Jinghua Shuiyue swept out, and the air splashed a icy ripple.
"Oh!"
Kurosaki had a chest pain, and a shocking wound suddenly appeared. It was like a captain's death in an instant. This casual gesture reminded everyone of the original dust-free.
It's also a captain-level death. The so-called captain is as fragile in front of them as a chicken.
"Boom boom!"
A thick beam of energy burst, a wild hurricane swept across the corpse soul world, the ground beneath the ground exploded, and a figure looted from it.
"boom!"
Jingle Chunshui, carrying a stone chair, landed safely, and put the sealed dust-free underground.
"Out?"
I noticed that my body suddenly warmed a lot, and I couldn't help looking up, and saw the sun between my eyes in the seal.
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