Chapter 775 We, the Aburame clan, are not devils

For the soul, without the body, it cannot affect the material world. Without life energy, it cannot produce chakra, which means it can't do anything.

Therefore, pure light has no killing effect on it.

The light gradually dissipated, revealing groups of souls, distinct from each other and occupying a small space.

It has a subtle feeling of a pigeon cage.

The only possessions he had were just one person and a phantom fire that was always burning, and the conditions were very poor.

And people are isolated from each other, including the souls of animals.

Why is it necessary to isolate? There is a saying that enemies are extremely jealous when they meet.

Can't souls fight with each other? They will definitely fight.

Old man Liu Dao also tried his best.

As soon as the fog of isolation lifted, chaos ensued.

It's your voice that keeps coming and going.

Holding each other and crying bitterly.

They hugged each other and struggled.

The scene was extremely chaotic.

When she thought of Mito living in such a place, Miki couldn't help but sigh. Is this a place where people can live?

So, find someone first.

When the giant Susanoo moved, his footsteps were like a mountain, and the souls underneath were jumping into groups, and no one wanted to hit them.

However, such a conspicuous volume target attracted the attention of the soul.

Just walk around and wait for the person you're looking for to find you.

Will the old man Liu Dao come to me to reason?

Mei Ji is very interested in this question.

A photo appeared on my hand. The young guy was wearing sunglasses and looked as arrogant as I am.

This is Meiji's father.

So, how should you say hello when you meet?

Forget it, just let nature take its course.

Wherever the giant Susanoo went, souls fled in all directions, especially the ninjas from other villages, who turned around and ran quickly. As they progressed, someone finally opened their hands to block the Susanoo.

"It's me! Mei Ji! Mei Ji!"

"Don't shoot!"

Mei Ji took a closer look and turned her head away in disgust.

"Tch, third generation old man."

Three generations of old men were jumping up and down, waving their hands.

"I'm here!!"

I don’t know what the old man Liu Dao did. In this land, the soul cannot fly and can only move according to the habits before him.

Jiri clearly controlled Susanoo's movements, ignoring the Sandai who was jumping up and down at his feet.

Without chakra, the third generation can't climb up and can only worry.

Why did I offend her again?

ignore me! ?

He chased after Susanoo's **** and started running as hard as he could while shouting: "Miki! Miki! Miki!"

"Do you still remember when I invited you to dinner? Zhili! Hey! Zhili!"

"Hitomi! Hitomi! I taught you swordsmanship, do you still remember!?"

"Is Tsunade here!? Tsunade!!"

The third generation old man was really anxious.

"Tell Lake Biwa for me! I'm fine, don't worry!"

"Mei Ji! Speak up! What did I do wrong? I admit my mistake!"

This old man.

Meiji was happy.

Still didn't want to pay attention.

Gradually, some of Konohagakure's souls gathered at Susanoo's feet, following him forward and chatting with each other.

"What a coincidence, you're dead too."

"No, he's dead too."

"Captain, captain! Here!"

"Ah, Grandpa!"

Those who recognized their relatives began to recognize their relatives.

With the family as a unit, they reunited together, and as a steady stream of souls joined in, the scale began to grow.

At the same time, the other ninja villages were in a similar situation. They continued to gather around Susanoo in different camps. The leaders were all familiar old faces. According to their seniority, the first and second generations took over the leadership.

However, in addition, there is a special force.

During the Warring States Period, the elders gathered in family units. Many of them were people who died before the village was founded, and they had deep hatred for each other.

However, the numbers are a little off.

But considering that souls wear out and dissipate over time, this number is normal.

Meiji turned her head and looked at Tong. She seemed a little nervous because she was about to see her father.

Zhili, on the other hand, was emotionally stable.

As more and more people gathered together, gradually, the Third Hokage calmed down and stopped jumping up and down.

To explain why, a special person joined Konoha's camp.

Second generation and first generation.

The command of Konoha naturally transferred to the first generation.

But with the addition of the Senju Buddha from the Warring States Period, both the second generation and the first generation lost their temper. There were also a few Senju brats behind them, who seemed to be their younger brothers.

However, with the arrival of Uchiha forces, especially the arrival of a group of Sengoku veterans headed by Uchiha Tajima, the atmosphere became subtle.

Both sides stared at each other with murderous intent.

Not far away, the Warring States veterans of the Hyuga clan all sneered and watched the show with their chests crossed.

The leader of the Hyuga Tennin huddled behind his old father like an eggplant beaten by frost.

Susanoo came up, Jiri lowered his head and looked down at the scene.

"Tajima?"

Former Uchiha clan leader and Madara's father.

"It's really going to cause trouble for people."

Zhili glanced at Meiji.

"There's really nothing we can do about you."

The Uchiha clan, of course, has the final say. No one is allowed to destroy the current Uchiha situation, not even these Sengoku old men who are in their thirties or forties and the overly young Sengoku brats.

Everyone has to listen to me.

If you are not convinced, then make a gesture.

"What a terrible future life." Buddhama looked up at Susanoo and said, slapping Hashirama on the back of the head with a look of hatred on his face, pointing at his nose and cursing: "Where are the members of our family!"

Not far away, Tajima's neck almost reached the sky, with a look of pride on his face.

My son Ban has indeed lived up to expectations and has trained excellent children.

Now your son is dead and my son is not dead yet. This is the gap.

Some Uchiha personnel who had built the village looked up at Susanoo with complicated expressions on their faces.

Genius Tobirama is silently and quickly collecting information and inquiring about the situation.

The name of the second generation is still very useful. People in the village are willing to tell him what they want to know, especially the third generation.

"Teacher Tobirama," the third generation said at a loss for words, "Times have changed."

"Why is it different?" Tobirama said with confusion on his face, "The village fell into the hands of Uchiha?"

"No." Sandai said, "It's still in Tsunade's hands."

"That's good." Tobirama breathed a sigh of relief.

"Alas." Sarutobi sighed and glanced at his old father, Sasuke Sarutobi, from afar, who had no intention of talking to him.

At this time, Tobirama turned his head unnaturally. Not far away, young Uchiha Izuna was staring at Tobirama with blazing eyes.

Judging from his posture, he was going to rush over and beat himself up.

It’s so awesome!

Tobirama rubbed his forehead and glanced at his silly elder brother who was holding his brothers and crying and laughing.

Mei Ji looked at the situation below, and her eyes fell on the Aburame clan.

The three grandfathers were still a little confused and didn't know what was going on.

The brothers chatted with each other and reminisced about old times. You talked to me about Mei Ji's situation and the old calendar N years ago.

"I don't know what happened to this stinky girl Mei Ji."

Looking at this extra-large Susanoo, I feel worried.

"My Aburame clan is still too weak."

The second grandpa and the third grandpa nodded in agreement and sighed.

"It's incredibly powerful to be able to invade the underworld."

Trivia, the soul cannot perform ninjutsu.

The one who comes must be a living person.

"Brother, have you noticed that the people around us look at us strangely?"

The uncle looked up and looked around, wondering: "Is there any?"

"Yes, especially the ones opposite Sunagakure, Iwagakure, Kumogakure, and Kirigakure."

"It looks like we killed their whole family."

Second Grandpa calmly analyzed.

"How is that possible?" Third Grandpa insisted: "We, the Aburame clan, are not devils."