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Chapter 475: The Abyss Of Despair!

The next moment, the spiritual pressure exploded!

Reiatsu full of sharp and desolate meaning surged like a raging torrent, filling it with the entire sky and the earth, turning it into a boundless underwater abyss, and the icy and biting artistic conception reveals a heavy pressure.

The two of them seemed to have fallen into the depths of the sea a thousand meters below, and the surrounding area became a darker seabed.

The huge pressure coming from all directions and the suffocating feeling that he could barely breathe made Fang Yu uncomfortable for a while, because dense white water bubbles formed and slowly rose from the depths of the sea.

This is the pit of despair!

"The third act...the Abyss of Broken Fish!"

Jingle Chunshui raised his eyelids slightly, and there was a trace of firmness reflected in his dark pupils, he said lightly. "Those who are willing to make it happen jump into the rough water together until their mental stress is exhausted."

The third act is the abyss of broken fish.

The couple who loved each other deeply finally woke up and sank to the bottom of the sea together.

This underwater abyss created by "183" created by mental pressure, as long as it is in the game, both the enemy and the enemy will be forcibly involved in it until the pressure on one side is exhausted.

Tossed into the abyss of the ocean floor, God's stress is like escaping from the open.

Worst of all, the speed at which the mental stress leaks disregards any rules or personal will, which means that people can only watch the mental stress flow away like crazy, and then become infinitely weaker bit by bit.

And in the process...

Both sides also had to endure the feeling of suffocation and the heaviness of the deep sea pressing from all directions.

In the dark abyss, the kind of skin-piercing and chilling mental pressure corrodes the soul like maggots, constantly oppressing the nerves of the brain. If a person's intelligence is weaker, he may go crazy in a short time.

But after the birth of a defective god, with frantic murmurs, the mystery is lifted.

This level of nervous system oppression is just an appetizer for him, and it can't even shake his will.

"You look calm.  …"

Jingle Chunshui looked quite pitiful at the moment, with half of his face hanging on his chin, revealing the bloody muscles inside, but he said delicately, as if he didn't care at all: "Can you tell me what you have prepared to crack my this problem?" trick?"

"yes."

Fang Yu's gaze was very calm, he said softly. "As the high level captain's apprentice, you must know about the Destroyer, right?"

"I remember when the arrow turned out to be the holy Thanos vector!"

Jingle Chunshui's expression was a little strange. At that moment, he thought it was some kind of ability, but he didn't expect it to be Sheng Mie Vector.

Hundreds of years have passed since the Slayer was wiped out, and he had long forgotten the ability of this former archenemy, so he didn't remember it until now.

"You... not only possess the power of Death God, but also combine the power of Void and Destroyer?" Jingle Shunsui's pupils shrank slightly, and he suddenly thought of a terrible thought: "Do not have the power of the complete You have the ultimate power of Yanshu, but you have all the qualities of a spirit king!"

The power of Gestalt...

Hearing these words, Fang Yu's eyes shone with divine light, and the doubts in his heart also dissipated.

If it hadn't been for Jingle Chunshui to suddenly remind him, he would have almost forgotten that there is also the full manifestation technique, which is also one of the branches of the spirit king's power!

All the while, he was missing the last piece of the puzzle.

It is the power of the perfect technique, one of the seal fragments of the Spirit King, and an important condition that must be possessed!".

"So, are you going to absorb spirits from the atmosphere?"

The remaining half of Jingle Chunshui's face showed a puzzled expression: "But in my Duanyu Gorge, it is completely isolated from the spirit seeds from the outside world. Even if you have the blood of a killer, you should not be able to absorb the spirit seeds!"

"Usually, that's true."

Fang Yu nodded slightly, confirmed his judgment, and then said. "The only exception is to make up for the part of the mental pressure that I have lost in other areas."

"Efte...?"

Jingle Chunshui was obviously puzzled for a while, he couldn't think of any other way to make up for the huge spiritual pressure lost in a short period of time.

"It's like this..."

Fang Yu took out a transparent glass tube from his pocket, a thick dark blue liquid flowed inside, "Although you didn't see it, you should be able to feel what it is, right?

"Highly concentrated... spirit seed liquid.

Jing Le Chunshui stared at the glass tube with an extremely ugly expression, "I didn't expect you to squeeze the spirit into a high-concentration liquid and store it in a special container in advance to prevent it from falling into my broken fish ditch."

"Absolutely not..."

Fang Yu looked quite helpless, and sighed: "If it wasn't for your Zanpakuto Ability, I wouldn't use that thing, after all, it's a high-concentration spirit seed liquid, and drinking it directly would be very dangerous."

If he wasn't afraid of Xie Jingle Chunshui, he would have opened with Longmu Ruoshui's condensed form.

If he is not 100% sure that he can kill Jingle Shunsui in an instant, then if he uses a long-range and amazingly powerful Zansa like Dragon Fist Ruosui, he will have to share the damage with him.

As for the second Kyoraku Shunsui.......

Outside, with the help of the power of the undead world, maybe it can be done......

But in the battlefield in his heart, even if Aizen who integrated Bengyu's third stage came, he might not be able to kill him in an instant.

Snap...

Fang Yu shattered the glass tube in his hand and poured the dark blue liquid into his mouth.

The moment the highly concentrated and compressed liquid spiritual seeds entered his mouth, it melted into violent spiritual power, passing through his throat with scalding heat, it felt like swallowing a mouthful of magma, and his facial muscles twitched uncontrollably .

Boom...

The surging spiritual energy is continuous, like a huge flood breaking through the dam.

Like a group of frightened wild horses, the roaring air currents collided and trampled on the veins of the body, sending out wave after wave of unstoppable impacts, violently hitting the barrier of flesh and blood, and with each blow, the spiritual seeds, a little It overflows little by little and enters the body.

"Ahem.....it worked."

Fang Yu coughed up a mouthful of blood, and wiped the blood on his lips, "Although a lot of spiritual power was wasted, it would be good if I could absorb some. Now my spiritual pressure should be higher than yours."

"It's a complete failure...".

Jingle Chunshui, who had been silent all this time, suddenly let out a long sigh and smiled self-deprecatingly. "All my techniques have been completely deciphered. This is the first time I have faced a cunning and daunting opponent like you since I became the captain."

"It's over, Captain Chunshui."

Fang Yu maintained his respect for the captain. "Forgive me for using such a ruse, but the moment you decide to participate, whatever your reasons and beliefs, your only goal 4.4 is to win, right?"

"No need to apologize to me, young man."

Jingle Chunshui's eyes were half-closed, and he said in a deep voice: "From the moment the battle starts, both sides will take responsibility for each other, will not back down because of the rule, and hand over the victory, this is the essence of being a qualified captain idea."

"As you wish, I will personally... finish this battle."

Fang Yu picked up his black saber again, and a black shadow appeared beside him, he said slowly. "I officially introduce to you my Kuan Kang Hai Zhan Saber, which can reproduce any movement I have made in the past thirty days.

"The game is not over yet.

Jingle Chunshui stood with a sword in both hands, the guillotine in his hand suddenly clanked, and the violent mental pressure rose again.

Just this time!

His mental pressure is no longer sad, but full of a kind of determination to die!

"The last scene.........".