Hueco Mundo: Load The Holy Lord Template At The Beginning

"Seal it down, Blackwing Demon."

As soon as Shendu finished speaking, Ulquiorra went straight to the sword.

An even more oppressive Reiatsu covered the sky above Karakura Town, and thick dark clouds came over, making the already dark environment even darker, as if it was the end of the world.

Dark green spirit raindrops fell from the sky, completely covering this area, and they were still expanding towards the outside world.

"Sip, evil concubine!"

Szayel Aporro was also the first to die because the sky added a bit of strange color.

The interweaving of pink and dark green adds a little magic to the dimness.

Two consecutive Espadas were struck with swords, which made everyone in Visored even more suffocated, almost unable to breathe.

Even the beating frequency of the heart kept accelerating under the emotion of fear, until it felt like he was on the verge of death.

"Kill them, angry beast!"

Yammy's body began to expand continuously under the influence of Reiatsu, until it turned into a giant.

Although no one provoked him at this moment, after taking a look at Shendu, Yammy decisively turned his fear into anger.

The body that was still growing slowly suddenly became as towering as a mountain. Even the tall buildings in the distance were only as high as its feet.

After hearing Shendu's words, Grimmjow did not dare to delay.

While recovering from his injuries with all his strength, he also unleashed a stronger Reiatsu, adding another azure color to the colors of this area.

The opponents are all trying their best, so how dare Visored continue to waste time?

When everyone put on their own Hollow masks and liberated Zanpakutō, they faced the upcoming battle with the strongest attitude.

"Although I really want to continue to enjoy the fun of fighting."

Grimmjow erupted with a roar, and its beast-like body instantly approached Sarugaki Hiyori's side.

"But disobeying orders should be left to idiots."

The palm with black hair pressed directly on Sarugaki Hiyori's head.

Faced with the attack, this grumpy little man naturally would not take it easy. He immediately struck out with a serrated serpent and slashed at Grimmjow's head with the same attack method.

It's like a life-for-life style of play.

However, the gap between the two cannot be bridged by this fighting method.

Grimmjow raised his left hand, and a trace of blue light flashed away, directly slapping the furious snake away.

His right hand was already pressing on Sarugaki Hiyori's head impartially.

"Little dwarf, it's over..."

Grimmjow's voice sounded, followed closely by the roar of the ground collapsing.

He held Sarugaki Hiyori's head and slammed it to the ground. Suddenly, the solid cement exploded, splashing gravel and soil in all directions.

The swirling dust spread nearby, blocking the view.

"Hiyori!"

Ōtoribashi Rōjūrō subconsciously exclaimed. Just when he was about to assist, a figure stopped in front of him.

"You'd better worry about yourself first."

Szayel Aporro let out a weird laugh, which immediately made Ōtoribashi Rōjūrō feel dizzy.

"sound?!"

His eyes widened, and he immediately used the Jinsara behind Shikai to unfold countless threads, making a trembling sound, breaking Szayel Aporro's influence.

"Um?"

Szayel Aporro raised his eyebrows slightly, pushed up the glasses mask on the bridge of his nose, and said with slight surprise:

"The Zanpakutō that uses sound waves as its attack method is really interesting."

"After returning to Hueco Mundo, the first living material that needs to be studied is tentatively decided to be you."

As his voice fell, countless tentacles spread out from the wings behind him, instantly cutting off the threads of Kinsara and blocking all directions of movement of Ōtoribashi Rōjūrō.

"Bankai!"

Ōtoribashi Rōjūrō realized the difficulty of his opponent and immediately Bankai his Zanpakutō.

"Kinsaro Dance Company."

A pair of huge hands made of rope appeared above Ōtoribashi Rōjūrō, waving along with the baton he held.

Countless ropes flew in the air, turning into strange figures, surrounding Szayel Aporro in a posture that violated the limits of human physiology.

00.......

"Interesting, so interesting..."

Szayel Aporro didn't mean to panic at all, but looked excited.

"If it weren't for His Majesty's orders."

"I'll probably be playing with you for quite some time."

"But since there is a three-minute limit, let's make a quick decision."

He spread his arms as if embracing the whole world, and things like hearts grew out of the tentacles behind him.

Along with the thumping sound, the rhythm of the surrounding Jinshaluo dance troupe was also directly disrupted.

Ōtoribashi Rōjūrō realized the danger was coming and immediately used his baton to control the Kinsara Dance Troupe to change their attack methods.

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"The first ring, the current..."

A strange melody sounded, affecting everyone's ears.

Suddenly, the turbulent sea currents rushed between the dancers, and even kept circling, until they enveloped the entire city.

Unfortunately, this level of attack has no effect on Shendu in the distance.

The seemingly surging ocean current is nothing more than an illusion formed under the melody of music.

This ability, which is a negative buff, is automatically filtered by the Horse Talisman as early as the moment it enters the ear.

What is left is nothing more than a musical melody like gurgling water.

"Second ring, messenger of the volcano!"

With the baton waving, the Jinshaluo Dance Troupe continued to change their dance postures, and the raging fire also rose accordingly.

The flames mixed with the water flow crazily eroded the location of Szayel Aporro.

At the same time, he was also trying to make this melody affect everyone present, break the current deadlock, and create a chance of survival for his companions.

However, at this moment, a violent Reiatsu burst out from where Szayel Aporro was.

The heart above its tentacles suddenly exploded, and the black liquid was like a volcano erupting, instantly contaminating all the dancers and covering the battlefield here.

Before Ōtoribashi Rōjūrō could react.

But he heard a horrifying sound coming from the center of countless tentacles.

"The third ring, the hero is short of breath...nine".