This extremely shocking scene was reflected in the eyes of Uryū Ishida who was standing on the edge of the battlefield. He could only feel the blood in his heart surging continuously in his chest!
!
What a talent, what a gift? !
The spirit son is being ingested...
Under the control of Uncle Kurosaki, he transformed into spiritual bows of different shapes.
Each of these spiritual bows is so familiar and unfamiliar to Ishida Uryū. They are all spiritual bows recorded in the classics of the Ishida family and the Kurosaki family and have been used by other Quincy. .
Each spiritual bow represents a period of history of a different Quincy, and the increase and effect produced by each spiritual bow are also different...
But now... one person is equal to a thousand, equal to ten thousand!
The countless spiritual bows formed and drawn behind Senju Makoto were as if the glory and glory of the Quincy that had been buried in history had been resurrected!
At this moment, Kyōraku Shunsui and Ukitake Jūshirō, who were standing in front of Senju Makoto, had expressions that were almost visibly ugly. The spiritual bows that seemed to have no end at a glance, just pulled them apart, and there was already a wave. A huge invisible pressure.
'Is this guy... going to become the last glorious legend born of the Quincy group that is about to become extinct? '
'Is this a Quincy ability that has not been recorded in the Great Spirit Book Corridor, and a self-created fighting method? '
And in this exaggerated scene, not only the two captains present, but even half of the Jingling Court could intuitively see the countless open spiritual bows with their eyes.
"what is that?"
"Spiritual bow? And the spiritual pressure in that direction is Captain Kyōband and Captain Ukitake..."
"Something doesn't seem right!"
Many of the captains around felt something bad in their hearts, and instinctively gathered in the direction of Senju Makoto...
However, Senju Makoto, who had his arms crossed and his white windbreaker rustling in the strong wind, did not hesitate at all and spoke calmly.
"Endless rain of spirit arrows!"
In an instant, the opened spiritual bows shone brightly almost simultaneously, and a large number of surrounding spiritual beings were forcibly absorbed visibly to the naked eye.
The next moment, it was as if the sky had burst, and a seemingly endless torrent of blue spirit arrows fell towards Kyoraku Shunsui and Ukitake Jushiro...
"Back off!"
Ukitake Jūshirō's face looked solemn as never before, and he pulled Kyōraku Shunsui behind him and raised the Zanpakuto Pisces Ritsu in his hand.
Suddenly, Pisces' seemingly unreasonable ability appeared again. The air in front of the sword tip seemed to form a funnel-shaped vortex that could swallow everything, frantically absorbing the spirit arrows that came within a certain range.
With almost just one breath, the five signs on the chains connected to the two hilts of Zanpakutō and Pisces lit up at the same time...
Based on the information exposed in Ukitake Jushiro's previous battle, the five signs that light up represent that Ukitake Jushiro can undoubtedly release the energy he attracted.
In this regard, Senju Cheng's expression did not change at all. The countless spiritual bows opened behind him were still releasing spirit arrows crazily, making the torrent of blue spirit arrows formed in the Jingling Court become more and more intense. Surging...
"Rumble..."
It was obviously just a torrent formed by the gathering of spirit arrows, but it made a raging sound like a river bursting its banks, constantly echoing in the air.
The number of spirit arrows absorbed by the Zanpakutō Pisces Ritsu in Ukitake Jushiro's hand has almost increased exponentially, and the five illuminated signs have lit up like little suns.
Tough!
A look of exertion appeared uncontrollably on Ukitake Jūshirō's face, and his already pale face became even paler, and his body swayed unconsciously.
"Ukitake!
"
Seeing this scene, Kyoraku Shunsui shouted almost instinctively, understanding that even Ukitake Jushiro was approaching the limit of absorbing such a huge amount of energy at once.
The important thing is that Ukitake Jushiro's body simply cannot fight for a long time!
'We can't go on like this...'
'Endless rain of spirit arrows? Could this bastard really be able to sustain such a terrifying intensity of attack? '
'hateful! We must find a way to get Ukitake to release the absorbed energy first, otherwise it will be... bad! '
A look of urgency clearly appeared on Jingraku Shunsui's face. He looked through the overwhelming torrent of spirit arrows and looked at Senju Makoto with his arms folded across his chest.
However, the various "game rules" that Kyōraku Shunsui can formulate in his initial state of understanding are simply not capable of reversing the situation!
"It seems there is nothing we can do, Ukitake..."
Kyōraku Shunsui, who was standing behind Ukitake Jūshirō, threw the bamboo hat he was wearing and his captain Haori directly behind him and spoke.
"I can't be protected by you like this, I have to do something."
Ukitake Jushiro, who was struggling to hold on, suddenly thought of something and spoke quickly. "Wait a minute, Chunshui, are you planning on swastika?"
"There is nothing we can do about this..."
A look of solemnity appeared on Kyoraku Shunsui's face, and his figure disappeared in a flash. Under Senju Makoto's somewhat horrified gaze, he passed Ukitake Jushiro alone and ran into the torrent of spirit arrows.
"Puff puff puff..."
Almost instantly, Jingraku Shunsui's body was pierced by more than ten spirit arrows, and blood splattered.
"Spring water!"
Seeing this, Jushiro Ukitake took a few steps forward despite the pressure, protecting Kyōraku Shunsui who seemed to be about to be torn apart by the endless torrent of spirit arrows.
In less than a breath of time, Jingraku Shunshui was covered in blood and seriously injured...
However, the spiritual pressure on Kyoraku Shunsui became more and more terrifying, and his blood-red hands inserted the two Zanpakutō directly into the ground.
"Hey! Leave it to me next, Ukitake..."
Kyoraku Shunsui slowly raised his head, stared sharply in the direction of Senju Makoto, and said.
"Swastika... Huatian Kuanggu·Heart of Black Pine!"
In an instant, a female shadow made of an unknown substance appeared from behind Kyōraku Shunsui, and then several black pine trees and pine leaves extended out from the double knives inserted into the ground...
Moreover, as if it were an illusion, with Kyōraku Shunsui as the center, the surrounding scenery in a large area seemed to have darkened, and at the same time, Kyōraku Shunsui released a large-scale shockwave that made people instinctively feel chilling. Reiatsu!
At this moment, when Senju Makoto, who was crossing his arms, looked at him for a moment, some of the rules that existed within the range of Kyoraku Shunsui's spiritual pressure seemed to have changed again.
Mole Cheng Shuangye's voice also reached Qianju Cheng's ears quietly through the direction of the vibration of the spirit son.
"Senju-sama, be careful. Kyōraku Shunsui's Zanpakuto swastika ability has been deliberately erased from the records of the entire Seireitei, and Kyōraku Shunsui has never used it in recent hundreds of years. The ability to interpret swastika..."
