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A large amount of ink swayed out from the brush end of a character.

In an instant.

The ink color stained the world, causing the surrounding to fall into pure black.

The tip of the pen at the front of the word is also a blade-like existence, and the flickering of cold light adds a few different breaths to the black.

I saw Hyōsube Ichibei waving a word, and the ink ripples, like ripples, spreading towards the distance.

"Dusk, dark night, please come here!"

"Let's meet and drink a bowl, drink this bowl and fly away..."

The sound of the chant 23 made the atmosphere in this area suddenly become strange.

Black is like a living creature, swimming above the sky.

"On Huangquan Road, there are flowers, blooming to accompany them. Where are the delicacies, dyed in pitch black, black flames, smoked and roasted to black, enjoy yourself..."

Hyōsube Ichibei turned the ink color into a wine bowl and drank the ink in one gulp.

"After a full meal, the bones are piled up, and a tomb tree tablet is erected to mourn and grieve.

"Your Excellency at this point, it is no longer difficult to survive, and it is impossible to become a sacrifice.

With the chant chanting to the end, a huge black mausoleum and a group of tombstones appeared behind Hyōsube Ichibei.

He sat cross-legged in front of the mausoleum with the rosary hanging on his neck, stared at Su Feng indifferently, and said solemnly:

"No matter the outcome or not, I will not regret my actions today."

"Existing like you will definitely have an immeasurable impact on the stability of the Three Realms.

"If you don't turn Taisha Mausoleum, you will eat up all the blackness on your body.

Hyōsube Ichibei folded his hands together, and his tone became more and more indifferent, with no emotional fluctuations.

"Your blood, your flesh, your bones, and everything you have will be turned into darkness and nothing."

"Even reincarnation is not allowed, let's fall into the dark hell!"

Dark ink spreads.

The black color on Su Feng's body was like flowing water, flowing in the direction of his mausoleum and the group of tombstones.

He looked at the scene in front of him seriously.

Have to admit.

The ability of Hyōsube Ichibei can be said to be incomprehensible to the existence of more than 90%.

Only a few people can break his attack.

Eyes in the dark sky.

Above the sky, countless pupils appeared again, like the eyes of gods.

the difference is.

Under the blessing of Thor's Breath, the color of the pupils turned blue and purple.

The beating and flickering arcs swayed on it, exuding an endless aura of destruction.

And when the arc jumped down the moment.

The black ink was also cut off instantly, and Hyōsube Ichibei's non-turning Taisha Mausoleum was completely ineffective, and it was useless.

And Hyōsube Ichibei seems to have seen this already.

At the moment when Buzhuan Taishaling 827 failed, a word in his hand was already raised.

Different from the previous Reiatsu.

at this moment.

The one character in the hands of Hyōsube Ichibei has already completed the Bankai, incarnating the one character of the white pen.

He instantly approached Su Feng, and the wide and long blade stained with ink suddenly fell towards Su Feng's head.

Ding!

impartial.

Su Feng just lifted Guanshizhengzong and placed it in front of him.

However, it was this time of resistance that made Hyōsube Ichibei face a successful smile.

"Urahara Su Feng, you've been tricked...