Chapter 305：

"That's because people with the aptitude for spiritual pressure consume spiritual power every day, so they have to use food to supplement the consumption."

Kuchiki Rukia replied subconsciously.

At this time, Su Jin asked back:

"Then why do the same souls in this world stay as long as they want? They won't feel hungry for decades or hundreds of years?"

"Why do ordinary souls without Reiatsu disappear in less than twenty years after entering the Soul Realm? But the same nobles can survive for thousands of years?"

"Those ordinary souls, are they really reincarnated?"

"Why does the soul of this world need to be buried in the soul of the **** of death to come to the world of corpses?"

Kuchiki Rukia widened her eyes and bit her lip, her face pale.

"Looks like you guessed it."

Su Jin smiled at this time:

"The world of corpses and souls eats souls, the present world is a nursery, the human soul is a leek, the **** of death is a lawn mower, the Spirit King is a factory that processes souls, and the nobles are the beneficiaries who enjoy the products..."

"If you think about it like this, can everything be explained? Can you even understand why Orihime Inoue chose to help me?"

"Orihime...it's because of her brother..."

Kuchiki Rukia said in a positive tone.

In an instant, she connected all the things that she did not dare to associate or understand in depth.

"In this case, the reason why my sister, Kuchiki Hijina died, was not because of disease, but because of being 'eaten'?"

Kuchiki Rukia showed a bitter smile:

"The world of corpses is really the world of corpses. A world built on corpses and souls is really a good name!"

Shirou Ukitake fell silent.

He could feel that the Spirit King's right arm was gradually being peeled off by Su Jin, and he could also feel that after the Spirit King's power disappeared, his body without internal organs gradually entered death.

He could also sense that Kuchiki Rukia's identification with the Soul World had completely collapsed, and was replaced by an inexplicable, a terrifying thing.

And that thing, he has seen a little bit in Aizen, in Toxian Yao, and in Ginjo Konggo.

Things shouldn't be like this... Shirou Ukitake's lips twitched, and he said:

"Rukia, don't be impulsive, all these are Su Jin's words."

Kuchiki Rukia opened her eyes and said calmly:

"I'm not impulsive, Captain Floating Bamboo, I just, I just think, Soul Soul Realm... it shouldn't be like this."

It's over, this is no longer impulsive, but lame by being fooled... Shiro Ukitake's heart froze when he heard this.

My little girl is going to be deceived by the strange uncle with a few words...

At this time, Su Jin smiled and said:

"Would you like to try to change the world?"

Kuchiki Rukia opened her mouth and silently held the Zanpakutō at her waist.

"I won't take action against Captain Fukuba and the others."

"Don't worry, I'm just asking casually."

Su Jin's words made Rukia Kuchiki dumbfounded.

Shouldn't it be an invitation to me at this time? Why don't you follow the routine?

Kuchiki Rukia looked at Su Jin dumbfoundedly, but did not react for a while.

Su Jin smiled, and regardless of the stubborn Kuchiki Rukia, he poured some spiritual power into the dying Shiro Ukitake. While hanging his life, he said softly:

"Does the right arm of the Spirit King have the function of prophecy and substitution?"

"It's kind of interesting, it seems that we can try to play the prophecy later."

He narrowed his eyes, looked up at the distance, the direction of the original Bipolar Hill, felt the boiling spiritual pressure that belonged to Aizen, and said with a smile:

"Looks like I'm one step ahead of you, Aizen."

Chapter 0381 Everything is in the mirror

"Aizen Sousuke!"

Ichibei, the head of the army, had a huge brush of the same height in his hand.

The fat monk with a huge Buddha bead stared at the blue dye in white, like a holy man, and said with a smile:

"I didn't expect you to find me on your own initiative. I thought you would attack Qilin Temple, or Yushu Kiryu."

"The head of the army is a soldier."

Aizen looked at the enemy in front of him with a gentle expression, and smiled:

"The **** of death that has survived for millions of years and existed since the birth of the Soul Soul Realm."

"No, maybe I should call you the 'real spirit king'."

When Aizen said this, she narrowed her eyes and looked at Ichibei, the head of the army, with a cold expression:

"I'm curious."

"How high is your technology of turning a 'human quencher' into a spirit king?"

"Oops... the old bottom has been tossed off!"

Ichibei, the head of the army, touched his bald head and seemed to be very distressed and said:

"In the last one or two thousand years, there have been so many monsters."

"Yamamoto Motoyanai, whose pure strength is stronger than me, the all-knowing and all-powerful Yuhabach, the strange Urahara Kisuke, the Zaragi Kenpachi who suppresses his combat power for the pleasure of fighting, the infinite potential Kurosaki Ichigo, and... …”

"You who make me the most creepy, Aizen Sousuke."

Ichibei of the main army said this, and looked at Aizen solemnly and said:

"I was born only five hundred years ago, but I have reached the limit of the **** of death on the four paths of Bai Zhangui."

"And the scary thing is that you, who have this kind of aptitude, are only exposed to my eyes after you have reached the limit of death."

"If the Spirit King back then was as stable as you, I'm afraid I wouldn't be the monk I am now."

Aizen Sou Yousuke replied in a light tone:

"So, the Spirit King is an imperfect existence."

A soldier in the main department raised his eyelids, was stunned for a moment, and immediately laughed:

"What an arrogant little guy."

"I understand a little bit why the Spirit King thinks you can replace him."

Speaking of this, the soldier's head guard, a soldier, opened his mouth slightly, revealing his sharp teeth, one by one, with distinct layers:

"A person as measurable as you may be able to make a better 'Spirit King'."

As he spoke, the brush in his hand waved suddenly.

The tip of the brush turned into a blade, and then in mid-air, the pen walked and wrote a word.

seal up--!

Aizen frowned and put his hand on the handle of the Zanpakutō at his waist.

At this time, a soldier in the main division of the army laughed and said:

"Don't think about liberating Jinghuashuiyue. Do you think the title of the old man's real name is called a monk for nothing?"

The soldier's main body, a soldier, opened his thick palm, aimed at Aizen, and sneered:

"Everything in the corpse soul world is named by the old man, so the real names of all things in the world are in the hands of the old man."

"Your Zanpakutō first solution has been sealed by this old man!"

Thousands of miles to the sky!

The huge palm suddenly appeared, and with surging pressure, rolled towards Aizen.

In an instant, the huge palm and Aizen seemed to form a contrast between the mountain peak and the ants.

Unprepared, Aizen was hit head-on by this move, and was even blown away by hundreds of meters.

When Aizen was about to fly, Ichibei, the main soldier, chased after him with Shunbu, appeared behind him, and waved his brush-like Zanpakutō.

Aizen turned around and swung the knife without changing his face.

The blades of both sides collided at this moment.

boom--!

On the cliff, the rocks smashed, and the dust was everywhere.

The two sides staggered more than ten times, suddenly stopped, and after pulling for hundreds of meters, they stood still in the air.

At this moment, Aizen raised the Zanpakutō and looked at his arm.

Under the palm of the right hand, where the black ink is sticking, it forms a sharp color contrast with the arm.

"Did you notice it?"

A soldier of the military headquarters laughed and said:

"You may not be aware of the information about me in the Soul Society, all of which have been tampered with by me."

"Also, many of my abilities are not recorded in the database of the Soul Society."

Speaking of this, Ichibei, the head of the army, slowly waved the Zanpakutō and said with a smile:

"My Zanpakutō can take away the name of everything. Now, can you remember who you are?"

"Huh?"

Aizen smiled and looked at the soldier's head, Ibei, and said in surprise:

"It's no wonder that I can't find the real name of the Spirit King. Normally, he who used to be a human quencher should have a name."

"It seems that you took away the real name of the Spirit King, and then gave it the title 'Spirit King'."

"In this way, the so-called spirit king production technology may have the element of giving it a name."

"By giving the name 'Spirit King', can you strengthen the original material of the quasi-spirit king and make it the center of the soul's binding?"

The head of the army, Ichibei, heard this, and his heart skipped a beat.

He even seriously doubted that if he continued to fight, Aizen could guess how the Spirit King made it.

Damn, where did this freak come from... Ichibei, the head of the army, scolded secretly, and secretly released his Zanpakutō.

"Um?"

Aizen, who noticed that the scale of her power had suddenly halved, suddenly opened her eyes slightly.

At this moment, the soldier's main unit, a soldier, quickly wrote the two characters 'locusts' in mid-air.

Aizen raised her eyebrows, her strength had already been weakened by half, and it even decayed rapidly, until it was even worse than a human being.

"Looks like I guessed it right."

Aizen let out a dull sigh.

"It's over, Aizen."

Ichibei, the head of the army, said calmly:

"You, who was sealed by me from the beginning, have no chance of winning at all."

Hearing this, Aizen twitched the corner of his mouth, raised his hand towards the soldier's head guard, and said with a smile:

"When did you have the illusion that I didn't use Jinghuashuiyue?"

Puff-!

The soldier's head guard suddenly widened his eyes.

He looked down at the arm that pierced his heart, and the whole person shuddered.

"How could it be possible... You didn't have the chance to liberate the Zanpakutō at all. My words clearly sealed the liberation of your Zanpakutō!"