Intense fighting, dazzling ninjutsu collided violently in the four purple flame formation, the terrain was changed, everywhere was covered with ponds and ponds, and then the crazy growth of the giant tree was like a gigantic monster. .

Smog and Gana, who were standing in the distance watching the battle, changed gloomily.

"With a weak body, gorgeous ninjutsu, and endless means, the ninjas standing at the top of this world are probably deformed monsters!"

"So what, when Yaerlin's eyes peep into this world, everything will be doomed, all we have to do is open the door!"

Smog and Gana communicated quietly in their consciousness.

The eerie and cold cry echoed in the Four Purple Flame Array, and a pale ghost was gradually summoned from the void.

A terrifying dead air filled the air, the air seemed to be soaked and frozen, and the ghost figure gradually solidified, revealing a pale face, a pair of eyes looking down at Hiizan Sarutobi in a deadly indifference, and a mouth full of saliva dripped out of his mouth.

Not like a human thing, but like a hungry ghost of death who walked out of the underworld, a tongue seems to be preparing to devour the soul of the living.

"The ghouls are sealed!"

Sarutobi Hiizan formed a complex forbearance mark on his hands, and the chakra of his whole body was sacrificed and burned along with the few remaining lives. The **** of death behind him gave a sinister laughter, and the two ghost claws immediately grabbed the filthy soil and reincarnated. The two Hokage that came out.

The ghost claw was attached to the faint ghost fire, and the moment it touched the body, the two "porcelain puppets"-like bodies instantly dissolved, and the soul was pulled out of the body and pulled back to the underworld.

Orochimaru's face suddenly changed, and he saw the ghost claw of the **** of death was slowly grabbing towards him, and the terrifying yin qi was pressing down from the air, and he felt that his whole body was stiff, like a quilt. The little bugs wrapped in glue are hard to move.

"Kill him!" Orochimaru was so cold that his hoarse voice changed.

The apostles, who were watching the show, stopped talking, and Smog had a grim look on his face, "Is this your first condition? Then, as you wish!"

The next step was to step into the air, and a harsh sonic boom oscillated in the air. The terrifying black mist swept across the air. The countless rust bugs in the rolling and whistling black mist also made a "rustling" gnawing sound. The figure suddenly appeared next to Hiruzen Sarutobi.

Hiruzen Sarutobi was panting heavily in his throat, his tired and cloudy eyes looked at Smog who was rushing over, desperately urging the last remaining chakra in his body to accelerate the ghost hand of Death to grab Orochimaru.

Smog felt the dead silence in the air, he raised his head and looked at the **** of death above his head with a strange and greedy gaze, and murmured: "This kind of thick and innocent dead breath, I am very curious about this guy's stomach. How many delicious souls are in it, if you can swallow him, Yaerlin..."

The distance is very close, although Smog's voice is low and dreamy, Sarutobi Hizen can still hear it clearly, and his heart is horrified: "Swallow the **** of death, Yaerlin...Is it a personal name, what? mean?"

An absurd thought suddenly appeared in Hiruzen Sarutobi's mind. He should not seal Orochimaru, but should seal these mysterious apostles first.

"Old guy, that's it!"

Smog retracted his gaze, there were black lines in the depths of his black eyes, and there were mysterious ups and downs. He looked down at Sarutobi Hiizan, his tall body was like a hill, covering the other side under the shadows, countless surging waves. The black mist spread out from him, and frantically drilled into it along Sarutobi Hizan's nose and mouth.

Struggling to maintain the forbidden technique of "Bounding Dead Ghosts", Hiruzen Sarutobi could only watch helplessly as the cold black mist penetrated into his body. Suddenly, a trembling pain came from his chest, as if there were countless invisible The monsters are crawling on the internal organs happily nibbling.

He let out a groan, and black blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, but he ignored it and just stared at Orochimaru with a complicated look, urging the last bit of energy in his body to let the ghosts of death grab the opponent," Orochimaru, my most beloved disciple, just leave this world with the teacher."

"Dead old man, do you still need a back pad when you are dying?" Orochimaru's face was twisted, a pair of golden snake pupils shrunk into pinholes, and the sickly pale skin seemed to be dissolving and falling off, and also broke free from a wriggling inside. The snake body, unfortunately, seems to have no time to get out.

Suddenly, at the moment when the ghost claw of the **** of death was about to touch Orochimaru, a paper-thin mirror lay in front of Orochimaru, and ripples appeared on the mirror surface, and then it sunk into a strange shape. The whirlpool seems to be connected to another bottomless world.

The ghost claw of the **** of death has a strange lethality to living beings, but it does not seem to have such erosive power for the mirror of the dead.

The mirror surface was sunken, and the ghost claws of the **** of death stretched into the mirror without hindrance, extending all the way inward, but could not touch the Orochimaru hidden behind the mirror at all.

The gloomy chill spread, and a layer of frost formed on the mirror surface, but not only did not freeze the mirror, but it made the mirror more solidified, exuding a gloomy smell.

"He can't let you take it away, Orochimaru has already been reserved by us one step ahead!" Gana's palm rested on the edge of the mirror, and the three eyes opened at the same time, and his eyes swept across Sarutobi Hiizan without any waves, looking towards The **** of death suspended in the sky had a malicious covet that could not be hidden in his eyes.

Sarutobi Hizan saw the deep and terrifying malice in Gana's eyes, and he immediately realized that ~lightnovelpub.net~ the murmur in Smog's mouth just now was definitely not crazy.

The coldness like falling into an ice cave surrounded him, Chakra's fluctuations collapsed, and life was detached from his body. He finally looked away from Orochimaru's body and looked at the two strange apostles, "What did the apostles think. …”

The last few words stopped abruptly, stuck in his throat, the expression in Hiruzen Sarutobi's eyes went out, and shocking rust was revealed from the inside and outside of his whole body.

Without the maintenance of Chakra, the **** of death above his head seemed to become illusory, but his mouth was wide open, and a scarlet tongue was hanging down, and it rolled back to the corpse of Hiruzen Sarutobi, killing it in isolation. The soul is hooked and ready to be swallowed as an "appearance fee" to be paid!

"Humph!"

Smog's face sank, and he snorted coldly: "This is not something you can take away... Gana!"

"Hey hey hey!"

Gana let out a wicked laugh, the vortex of the mirror swirled upside down, and two gloomy ghost hands protruded from the mirror, grabbing Hizan Sarutobi's body and soul like lightning and dragging them into the mirror.