Invincible in the world, starting with the ghost curse

But this level of gathering is not difficult for everyone. The only thing that is more difficult to deal with is the huge dark figures hidden in the void.

Hollow! Killian!

boom!

Chadu's right arm was covered with a layer of black and purple lines, and extremely powerful strength was hidden in his strong muscles.

He punched out! The gust of wind was strong enough to sweep across a small area of ​​the Void Group in front of him. With a step of his foot, the ground cracked and he rushed forward like a heavy truck!

The battle has begun, familiar spiritual pressure blooms in Karakura Town, and a steady stream of Hollows roar and join the siege.

call out!

The sharp blue light arrows were like flowers scattered by fairies from heaven, piercing through the large group of voids in front of him from high to low, but sweat oozed from Ishida Uryu's forehead.

Behind him, Ichigo was holding a machete and going in and out of the group of Hollows, fighting frantically. His keen combat awareness allowed him to avoid the opponent's attacks, and his grasp of the opportunity allowed him to swing the most effective sword.

Boom!

Ichigo struck again, splitting the concrete floor several dozen meters in front of him. A sharp, sharp wind swept across the front, sweeping away large swathes of Hollows like fallen leaves in an autumn wind.

"Hey, you, are you sure you want to compete like this?"

Ichigo Kurosaki was breathing heavily, holding the big sword tightly in his hand, and his feet kept moving, dodging the attacks from all directions smoothly. The blade flashed with cold light from time to time, killing several hollows.

Just now, everyone felt the fluctuations of a large number of Hollows, and then immediately began to act. Not long after Ichigo came out, he met Ishida Uryu.

The other party claimed that he did this just to compete with Ichigo Kurosaki, the god of death.

"No...it shouldn't be like that. Although the bait is effective, it can't reach this level. There must be something wrong."

Ishida Uryu's back was soaked with sweat after the intense battle, but the blue longbow in his hand never stopped. Every time he plucked the string, a ray of light shot out and pierced through the body of the hollow.

Ichigo Kurosaki was too busy to scold him. The most urgent thing now was how to solve this matter.

"After this is over, I will definitely beat you until you cry!"

Boom!

The roar of violent spiritual pressure resounded throughout the entire city. One after another, Hollows tore through space and came here. Their faces were hideous, and their pale bone masks were of different shapes, but they all seemed to be consciously heading in the same direction.

Under the azure sky, a crack across the sky slowly opened, and an extremely huge head emerged from the dark hole like the abyss. The whole face was covered with bones, and the scarlet eyes were filled with murderous intent.

The Hollow——Killian!

"What it is!"

Chad and Orihime, who were rushing towards Ichigo's position, were shocked. The extreme pressure of spiritual pressure made them feel like a small boat that was about to capsize in a storm.

"That's a Hollow! Even I've only seen it in textbooks. Damn it, why is it here..."

Rukia's eyes were extremely solemn. She had called Urahara Kisuke hundreds of times, but the other party still didn't answer.

What is this guy doing!

"You bastard, did you bring this upon yourself?"

After quickly dodging a sharp claw attack, Kurosaki Ichigo exerted force from his waist and started with a standard sword-drawing posture. Then, with a flash of the sword, the opponent turned into a point of light and dissipated.

Ishida Uryu no longer wanted to talk. If they, the Quincies, had something that could seduce the Hollows, they would have launched a counterattack against Soul Society long ago. How could they have ended up in this situation?

Chu Chu Chu!

A burst of machine gun fire and a torrent of bullets instantly overwhelmed the surrounding horde. Only a little girl was seen carrying a weapon wrapped in white cloth, which was not sure whether it was a gun or a cannon.