Chapter 859 10-blade battle against the gods! (4)

Chapter 859 10-blade battle against the gods! (4)

Rumble——! ! !

Even the huge and boundless god, who was as big as a mountain, staggered under the impact of everyone.

The metal body, which was painted with complex rune marks and had a dark golden color throughout, withstood the combined blows from the seven Arrancars from the front. It was extremely rare that several intertwined deep waves spread out from the impact position. Deep cracks.

Drops of hot, lava-like golden blood dripped down.

However, their weight is comparable to that of a large mountain, smashing countless large craters into the ground and ocean, as if they were struck by meteorites. The blood of the gods is full of supreme will, and every drop is like a mountain torrent, pouring down and turning into a raging wave to swallow Everything.

A drop of blood is a lake.

Soon the entire sea was dyed golden, and the scalding high temperature evaporated endless white mist. It was like a huge blazing furnace, turning an area of ​​hundreds, thousands, or tens of thousands of kilometers into a blazing high-temperature hell. .

But compared to the scorching heat, what is more terrifying is the god Tiamu.

The god raised his huge body completely upright, standing like a huge pillar between heaven and earth. All sunlight was blocked by it, casting a huge and boundless shadow. The terrifying pressure was like a substance, pressing across the void. Thirty thousand miles.

"You... are guilty of death!!!"

Accompanied by a roar that shook the sky, the void for millions of miles was trembling and swaying. The roaring hurricane sound waves trampled the sky and the earth. On the mask of the god Tiamu, the six pupils as dazzling as stars burst out with endless energy. Containable anger.

The supreme Celestial Clan was actually injured by a few earthly creatures.

For the proud Celestial Clan, this is something that is absolutely not allowed. Even though Tiamu is not yet a complete body, let alone the authority to control the seed of the Celestial God, he still has to maintain his dignity!

Facing Tiamu who was completely furious, even the Arrancars who had already been killed had to use all their strength to use their spiritual pressure to resist.

"Hey...are you kidding me?!"

Cold sweat broke out on Grimmjow's forehead, and his muscles were tense all over. His leopard eyes stared at Diamu, and he said in horror: "I have tried my best here, but I just let this guy... suffer. Did you have any skin injuries?"

The Leopard King's Claw is already his strongest move.

But the blow with all his strength only left a crack of nearly 100 meters on the surface of Diamu's body.

But the problem is that the height of God Tiamu is estimated to be at least close to 300,000 meters.

A wound of nearly 100 meters, on a giant 300,000 meters tall, is equivalent to a human being being pricked by a needle. To describe it as a "wound" may be a bit excessive, and it may heal on its own if you are not careful.

In other words.

All of them tried their best to attack, but it only caused a few more needle holes in Diamu's body.

The rest of the people looked even more solemn, and they rarely restrained their fighting spirit and became more vigilant.

"Tsk... There is such a powerful creature." Nnoitra licked her lips and whispered: "It seems that it is impossible to hurt Him with just one return blade. Otherwise... ....Try Aizen-sama’s thing?”

"Are you going to use your trump card right from the start?" Grimmjow's eyes moved slightly and he said with some fear: "If we really use that thing... we don't know what the consequences will be."

"Tsk, do you have any other choice?"

Nnoitra provoked: "Do you expect to wear this big guy to death with this little strength?"

"Watch out, He's coming!"

Nilu shouted loudly, like a thunderous explosion.

Amidst the thunderous roar, the stunned Arrancars were dragged back to reality, only to see the God of Heaven Tiamu step forward, and the sea suddenly set off endless raging waves. That huge body did not affect his speed at all.

Raise your arms and pump your fists.

Just two simple movements, but an overwhelming and suffocating sense of oppression erupted.

There is no use of energy at all, and there are no fancy deceptions or moves. There is only pure and extreme power to crush. Wherever the fist passes, it pushes the atmosphere, setting off layers of impact like a huge wave.

For a moment, everyone seemed to hear the cry of heaven and earth.

The wind pressure from that punch was close to crushing the sky, and the terrifying storms continued to hit, making all the Arrancars feel their scalps numb.

Such a terrifying power, more than earth-shattering?

It wasn't until this moment that they finally understood what it meant to be a group of people standing at the top of the universe, and to be gods.

Even if Diamu has not yet controlled his authority, even if he is only a 'baby' who has just been born for a few dozen minutes, even if he is isolated in the mirror dimension, the god is still a god, and his essence will not change.

Divine grace is like the sea, and divine power is like the mountains.

The power of one punch is unstoppable, pushing him across the nine heavens and ten earths.

In the mirror dimensional space, everything projected in the real world turned into dust amid the mighty fist wind.

Who can stop this punch?

Suddenly, Ulquiorra stepped into the void and soared into the sky.

"Seal it down, Blackwing Demon!"

In the low and hoarse voice that sounded like a prayer, four dark wings spread out.

In a sound similar to shattering glass, the blade sealing the core shattered, turning into boundless dark green spiritual pressure, covering a space that was nearly ten thousand miles away, and a torrent of spiritual power visible to the naked eye rushing on the clouds.

The heavy rain transformed from pure spiritual power poured down from the sky overwhelmingly.

The lifeless spiritual pressure emitted a bone-chilling coldness, and the roaring spiritual pressure rubbed violently in the atmosphere, like a wail spreading from the deepest part of hell, covering up all light in the mirror dimension.

The figure with dark green flames igniting all over his body, put his hands together and instantly pulled out a thunder spear.

A dark green lightning spear struck across the sea and sky.

boom!

Under the loud sound that could almost pierce the eardrums, the thunder spear hit Tiamu's fist.

I saw the impact area centered on the two people. The void with a radius of several kilometers suddenly shattered. Countless cracks with a diameter of one thousand meters were deeply imprinted in the sky like huge spider webs. A tsunami-like wave was set off in the sky, fierce and domineering. slapping in all directions.

One is energy compressed to the extreme, and the other is power pure to the extreme.

The collision between the two could not be described as earth-shattering. It burst into a storm that destroyed the world and reverberated like a heart circle.

At this moment, there was a fire that seemed to be violently rubbing against gold and iron, like two hot meteors colliding in the sky!

"Nilielle du Odeshovank!"

"Neitra Gilga!"

"Grimmjow Jakarjak!"

A cold voice fell accurately into the ears of the three people from the storm.

The three Arrancars whose names were called all turned their gazes towards the storm, and the figure of Ulquiorra was reflected in their eyes.

The dark wings that symbolize corruption, the demonic black dress that towers over the top of hell.

A pair of ferocious and curved devil horns, igniting dark flames, has a face as beautiful as an angel, but also has an evil temperament like a devil, like the incarnation of beauty and terror.

"No more reservations."

Ulquiorra's eyes were solemn, his dark wings vibrated, and he said coldly: "The enemy's strength is far beyond our imagination. If we continue to hide, the mission may fail. Use it."