Hueco Mundo.

In front of the huge erected gate of hell, Aizen reached out and tore off his cut sleeve, revealing his slightly dark red left arm, staring into the portal.

Everyone who escaped from hell with him was also looking at the gate of hell, preparing to strike. Ten seconds later, when they didn't see the figure that was weighing them down with their own strength, they finally let down their guard.

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"No... chase them out." The jailer commander Shirochi faintly relaxed and said: "Aizen, this is not the same as the information you gave."

"Now is not the time for internal strife." Aizen shook his head slightly and said: "No one could have expected that Yono Sang would rise to this level, and that might not even be all of him."

Nonsense! Isn’t this all?! The dark red will-o’-the-wisps in the eyes of Hueco Mundo Emperor Balegang’s skeleton were beating violently. Harribel looked into the unknown direction and frowned slightly worriedly.

Aizen continued: "In terms of chasing us and intercepting others, Yono-san chose to intercept others. This is a method that increases the risk, but can effectively reduce other battles and effectively reduce the casualties of Soul Society and his friends.

choose.

In other words, Yuye Sang believes that we are not worth the death and injury to deal with, and that we are not worth his entanglement regardless of others. He feels that he can solve us in a war with nearly zero battle losses. He feels that no matter what we do, he can completely handle it.

Confidence, and our winning rate is always zero!"

Having reason and evidence makes people more stressed.

Aizen's eyes scanned the surrounding area.

Three jailers led the way, Dong Xian Yao, Baile Gang, Helibel, Ulchio and Apollo, plus himself, a total of nine people.

Too little, too strenuous.

He looked at the door of hell again: "We wait for two minutes, only two minutes. Prepare your strongest attack. If you rush out with Ye Sang, immediately use all your strength to blast him in, and then seal the door of hell.

, stalling for time.”

The nine people all stared at the gate of hell.

About a minute later, there was finally movement on the opposite side, which had always been quiet. Two figures flew out, spinning upside down, and crashed into the sandy ground of Hueco Mundo.

One of the gloomy middle-aged men got up and spit out a mouthful of sand: "Damn monster! That kind of age reminds me of the worst memories! No, Yamamoto Shigekuni is far from this level!"

The other was a young man who looked a little pale and seemed to be very weak. He snorted and glanced at Aizen and others unfriendlyly.

"Congratulations to both seniors," Aizen said.

These two people are the two gods of death who died two thousand years ago. They are the most senior beings except Bailegang and the jailer commander. They were both killed by Captain Yamamoto when he was young. They caused a lot of trouble to the young captain at that time.

, if he could live to a thousand years ago, he might have served as the first generation captain.

Their names are Shi Ye Yue Li Zi and Chang Bu Gang.

The two of them ignored Aizen, let alone questioned why Aizen did not take them with him during the evacuation. They just stood silently not far from Aizen, watching the number of people at the Gate of Hell increase to 11.

When time passed to 1 minute and 50 seconds, Aizen suddenly felt something and said: "Back away!"

Swish swish——

The 11 people dispersed using their own methods. The next moment, the huge gate of hell, which was jointly maintained open by the three hell guards, was distorted!

A terrifying energy wave penetrated from the hell to the outside world, making people feel deadly threats even a hundred meters away. The bright red liquid soaked the two half-body skeletons who opened the door, and then the door of hell exploded with a bang!

Everyone used their own methods to defend themselves, and amid the surging fireworks, they saw eight figures shooting out, rumbling into the yellow sand land of Hueco Mundo!

"The first-generation captain of the 13th division is missing again, Nekoko Saizou." Aizen took a quick look at the situation, "Are there eight first-generation captains left? The gate of hell was shattered, and the total number of people is 19.

Compared with the original 40 people, the number of employees has been reduced by more than half."

But before the chain reaction of the huge Hell Gate exploding disappeared, powerful spiritual pressure appeared hundreds of meters away in the opposite direction!

Everyone looked away.

The neat and tidy uniforms, the captain Haori swaying in the wind, and their different standing postures all show their fashionable aura, but the leader is a man who looks a little out of place in a floral shirt.

An aura that cannot be underestimated emanates from this group, approaching Aizen and others!

"This is my first time leading a team as the captain, and I am facing this kind of opponent." Jingraku Shunsui's voice seemed to be melancholy, and his expression was full of wonder: "But you seem to have been made very embarrassed in advance. It seems that Yono

Sang's power has increased to a level that is difficult for us to understand."

Behind him, including Unohana Retsu, who used to only do logistics and medical care, 26 captains and deputy captains from the 13 divisions of the Gotei 13 arrived!

In Zaraki Kenpachi, Yachiru was replaced by Madarame. At this moment, most people were shocked by the situation on the other side.

Half an hour ago, they got the news that Ji Xing had broken into Hell alone. Most of them were worried about this, but in front of them, these visitors from Hell who appeared in Hueco Mundo like refugees were telling them an extremely shocking fact!

The number was much lower than expected, basically all of them were injured, and there was no news of simultaneous invasions in the current world and Soul Society.

Especially those figures who were still in the sand were the ones who brought them the greatest pressure before the war, but now they were all in a miserable state.

Then there is only one possibility.

Yono Mashi just defeated these legendary strong men head-on in a group?!

"Really." Sifengyuan Qianni climbed up from the sand, slapped his body helplessly, and said: "I originally wanted to make a handsome and intimidating appearance in front of these juniors, but how did it end up like this?

Shame on you."

Zhanfeng looked at the handsome dark-skinned guy, then cast a vague glance at Yoruichi, who raised his eyebrows.

"Brother Yamamoto isn't here? It's great. We don't have to face monsters one after another." Shishima Chigiri also got up and waved: "Sister Yachiru, I haven't seen you for a thousand years. You seem to have become a lot gentler.

, and it has become even more beautiful.”

"Was I scary a thousand years ago?"

"Ah... no no no, how could that be?"

Unohana Retsu smiled lightly and turned his gaze to the girl who was looking for glasses in the sand with her butt stuck out. He seemed to feel her gaze. Shikatori Yunzai, who touched the glasses, quickly got up, wiped them casually, and happily asked

She waved.

"We haven't seen you for a thousand years, Sister Uozhihua. Oh, we were beaten so badly just now. My arms are still shaking a little now."

"Then why do you have to come out? Do you want to follow Aizen Sosuke and resist the Soul King?"

"Hell is not a good place." Executor Nobutsuna replied: "It doesn't matter what Aizen Sosuke and others can do. It's enough to come out for a breath of air and talk about old times with the younger generations. Of course, if the lid pressing down on hell can

It would be even more perfect if it was opened so that we could come out and walk around often!"

"Yeah yeah."

The eight first-generation captains gathered together to confront the Gotei 13!

The blazing hell gas and the black chain patterns imprinted on their bodies make their appearance and figure somewhat different from the images passed down by Jinglingting, and they also bring a different kind of oppression.

Although it was eight against twenty-six, most of the vice-captains could only make up for it when faced with them. A surge of malicious murderous intent made Byakuya's face stern, Rukia was slightly suffocated, Hirako Mako narrowed his eyes, and Hitsugaya Toshiro was full.

It was serious, Ukitake Jushiro coughed twice.

The slight doubts that had arisen due to the embarrassing situation these people were in when they appeared disappeared instantly. The only one who could make them embarrassed was Yono Masashi, the only monster, the strongest genius in Soul Society, who may have surpassed Captain Yamamoto as the strongest Shinigami in history.

, to make these people look like weaklings!

Unlike monsters, we don't have any capital to face the first-generation captain. If we are not careful, we may lose our lives.

Kyoraku Shunsui thought for a moment and looked at Aizen and the others behind the eight people. Aizen just smiled and made a 'please' gesture.

At the same time, Sifengyuan Qianni also spoke again: "Yuyi, are you playing with grandpa? I heard that you completely perfected the prototype of the trick I created into a technique and named it Shunhuo? Sifengyuan is here for you

This generation has new special skills.”

Yoruichi laughed twice: "Although I really want to be one-on-one with you, to be honest, I don't have the confidence. Just in time, I also want to introduce this little sister to you. Let's go, Broken Bee!"

Zhanfeng tried his best to keep his expression natural. This scene should not make him blush or get excited...

"A descendant of the Feng family? That can be considered one of our own." Sifengyuan Qianri looked at Suifeng, nodded, and the three figures disappeared in an instant.

"What's wrong? Is this the opponent selection stage?" Then Zaraki Kenpachi's shouts echoed, and the rumbling spiritual pressure shook the sky with thunder. The people around him had no choice but to step back, allowing him to stand out in the state of a fighting madman.

He said excitedly: "Which one of you can come and chop with me? If one of you is not enough, do you want us to do it together?!"

"Is this Zaraki Kenpachi?"

"It's another little monster, and it seems to be the type I'm least good at dealing with."

"Cut each other?"

The first-generation captains commented for a few words, and their eyes couldn't help but focus on the deer.

The bespectacled girl holding the naginata let out an instant sigh, wiped her glasses again, looked carefully at the ferocious Kenpachi, and shook her head like a rattle: "No, I don't want to fight him!"

Kenpachi's eyes widened: "Huh? Woman?"

After finishing his words, he couldn't help but turn his head and glance at Uozhihua Retsu. They are both the first-generation captains. Is this woman similar to you?

Mako Hirako twisted his lips: "Sure enough, Captain Zaraki did not remember the information of the first-generation captains. The first-generation captain of the eighth division, Shikatori Unsai, although weak on the surface, was good at large-scale battles and had abilities beyond those of men.

Power, just look at her naginata-like Zanpakutō. What she likes most is to let others underestimate her, and then refuse to believe it when she cuts it in half."

"Oh?" Kenpachi became slightly interested.

Shikatori Bakumo shook his head quickly again: "No, I don't want to fight him. We have to fight the junior captain of the corresponding division. Which one of you is the captain of the eighth division? Come out!"

What kind of occasion is this? Is this still a choice?

After a brief silence, Zaraki Kenpachi curled his lips and lost interest. After Kyoraku was promoted to captain, Rokusha Kensai stood up and said with a solemn expression: "Then I will accompany you, although I want more.
To be continued...