As the barrier barrier broke, scorching waves of air hit his face, and two beautiful figures rushed out at high speed.
One galloped towards the depths of the sea of fire, and the other blocked Nnoitra.
As for Stark, Ulquiorra and others who had not rushed out, the atmosphere here was more solemn, and there was a strong tendency to explode.
"Are you going to swing a knife at me?" Aizen asked, he was as calm as ever from beginning to end.
"Why did you kill Lin Sheng?" Ulquiorra asked in a deep voice. He believed that the mastermind behind Lin Sheng's death was Aizen.
Also holding the same opinion as Ulquiorra were Stark and Lilynite, all three of whom were waiting for Aizen's reply.
"Everything in the world is caused by cause and effect. Lin Jun's death is not what I want to see. As for Nnoitra, it just happens to meet the conditions of the experiment!" Aizen pushed the frame and said still very calmly.
"You are just quibbling. If you hadn't manipulated Nnoitra, how could he have beaten Lin Sheng!" The little girl Lilynite did not listen to these reasons and immediately retorted.
"Lilinite, stop talking!" Stark grabbed her collar to dissuade her.
"Stark, don't stop me. Aren't you also sad about Lin Sheng's death?" Lilynette said with some indifference.
But Stark put his hand directly on her head, which made her quiet down immediately. She looked at Stark, who had never been so serious before, and seemed to have felt the sorrow in his heart.
"Lord Aizen, since my friend has passed away, I want to survive in my own way!" Stark put away his usual lazy attitude and said very solemnly.
"Oh?" Aizen looked a little surprised when he heard this. This was the first time he saw Stark like this.
"Go after him, wolves!"
With the liberation of Stark, a huge blue light pillar shot straight into the sky, and at the same time, a wolf shadow spread across the entire sky and roared, as if mourning the death of Lin Sheng.
Buzz!
The world seemed to be shaking, confusion and suffocation filled the air, a huge sense of oppression spread from here to distant areas, and a vast spiritual pressure suddenly rose here with Stark as the center.
"That guy Stark..." The corners of Ulquiorra's mouth raised slightly, and at this time, he actually laughed.
It is a kind of pleasure for like-minded people, and it is also a kind of spiritual sublimation.
"Lin Sheng, you will not die in vain like this. We will inherit your will and continue to fight!" Ulquiorra said silently, and then slowly pulled out the Zanpakutō from his waist.
"Seal it down, Blackwing Demon!"
The sky in Hueco Mundo became gloomy at this moment, and a majestic rain of spiritual seeds began to fall in the sky, and every drop of rain containing green spiritual pressure was the release of Ulquiorra's power.
The majestic heavy rain came in force and then went away, leaving only a figure wearing a white jumpsuit, a two-horned helmet, and a pair of big black wings that could cover the sky and the sun. It was Ulquiorra after liberation.
"So...so strong!" the tenth blade Kain Austin said as he knelt on the ground. The liberation of two consecutive Vastods had already made his breathing very rapid.
"Is this the power of Vastod?" Zomali Lulu said with cold sweat. If Lord Aizen hadn't been here, he would have been killed by Stark just now.
But obviously they were shocked a little too early, because at this time, in the depths of the endless sea of fire, a huge spiritual pressure also burst out.
"Conquer him, Queen Shark!"
A huge wave suddenly rose into the sky in the sea of fire, which not only extinguished the fire here instantly, but also performed a huge scene of a flood.
As the huge waves receded, a Valkyrie with a frosty face stood in the sky.
She stared at Nnoitra in front of her, and behind her there seemed to be the sound of waves like the endless sea, which represented her ultimate anger.
"Even Harribel..." Saar Apollo looked at these three huge forces in the sky with a somewhat gloomy expression, not knowing what he was thinking.
"Interesting! Interesting! Let me, Grimmjow, join in the fun!" Grimmjow, standing aside, smiled arrogantly, and then also pulled out the Zanpakutō from his waist.
"Squeak, Leopard King!"
The astonishing spiritual pressure spreads in all directions with Grimmjow as the center. Although the power of liberation is not as powerful as the previous three, the power is still higher than that of the previous Nnoitra. He is closer to Vasto than Nnoitra. This realm of virtue.
As the spiritual pressure here becomes more and more astonishing, the whole world seems to be rendered, filled with colorful spiritual pressure.
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As a result, many Arrancars in Xuye Palace began to speculate. They looked at the various gods-like powers in the distance and felt that they were so insignificant.
"Why did Lord Helibel also burst out with such powerful power? And why did Lord Lin Sheng's spiritual pressure suddenly disappear?" Sunsun said, staring at the direction that looked like the center of a nuclear explosion.
"Not only that, even Lord Stark and Lord Ulquiorra were liberated!" Mira Rhodes frowned. What happened to make all of you burst out with such vast power?
"Should we go over to support Lady Harribel and the others?" Apache turned around and asked.
"I'm afraid we can't participate in a battle of this level!" Mira Rhodes said unwillingly.
"Although I am very unwilling to do so, Mira is right. In the past, we would only distract Lord Harribel and the others!" Sunsun said helplessly.
At this gathering point of vast power, any one of them would be stronger than the three of them. It would be best to stay here at this time.
There are many people who hold the same arguments or opinions as them in Xuye Palace at this moment, and many of them can't even get close to that position.
This is a battle like the gods, and whether they are Kilian Arrancar or Achucas level Arrancar, they all look very helpless at this moment.
The gathering place of vast spiritual pressure is the center of the battlefield.
"Stark, Ulquiorra, Grimmjow, are you planning to rebel against me?" Aizen asked still very calmly.
"We just don't want to leave any regrets!" Ulquiorra said indifferently.
"It's time like this, so why bother? If you want to fight, hurry up!" Grimmjow said, waving the claws of the Leopard King. After being liberated, he seemed to be even more irritable.
At this moment, a silhouette flew from the sky. It was Nilu who was returning from searching for Lin Sheng.
She was seen holding a mutilated, charred corpse and falling down, with crystal tears seeming to fall from her eyes.
