The Undying Golden Body of Naruto

The Kingdom of Fire, Wucheng area. .

A black shadow rushed into the deathly scarlet city. .

After a moment, the figure rushed out again, paused, and ran straight towards the Kingdom of Tang further north.

. .

In the black wilderness, the cold wind howled.

A ghostly figure was rising and falling in the wilderness, with eyes as cold as a wild wolf.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up and he saw a figure standing quietly in the wind in front of him, looking numbly at the north.

"Master Danzo!"

His figure stopped suddenly and half-knelt beside the figure.

Danzo silently opened his slightly closed eyes and said calmly: "Have you ever investigated clearly?"

"It's Hao, the heir to the shadow of Cloud Ninja Village!"

"Hmph! Cloud Ninja actually came to the border of Fire Country!"

Danzo showed a sneer, then slowly took a step forward and said: "Let's go, since Kumo Ninja is also interested in them, our plan will be carried out in advance!"

"Yes!"

In response, the half-kneeling figure of the root ninja suddenly shook, and a body clone appeared, and then the two of them turned into two black shadows and flashed in the opposite direction.

. .

Brush brush!

In the dark night, three figures passed by one after another, their faces shrouded in pale fox masks, only revealing a pair of cold and stern eyes, looking intently into the dark distance.

"How dare Kumo Ninja violate the regulations and enter the territory of the Kingdom of Yu? Have you forgotten that this is the border buffer zone belonging to the Kingdom of Fire and the Kingdom of Thunder!"

"Or is the Kingdom of Thunder already ready for war!?"

"Whether it's for the sake of the adults or the village, Kumo Ninja must stay!"

The leading root ninja ordered in a deep voice.

"Yes!"

laugh!

Suddenly, a swift figure rushed from a short distance away. His speed was extremely fast, and he almost became a phantom that merged with the darkness.

"kindness!?"

The leading root ninja looked over coldly, then suddenly froze, and suddenly said: "Stop!"

As he spoke, he suddenly threw a kunai out of his hand and shot straight towards the figure.

"Ping!"

A few sparks and crisp trembling sounds of metal burst out in the darkness. After casually deflecting the kunai, the figure almost didn't stop at all as it suddenly burst forward.

brush!

Without the slightest hesitation, a heavy-handed hand slashed hard on the neck of the root ninja. The latter's eyes blurred, and then he fell softly.

"who!"

The figure was so fast that it took action before the other two root ninjas could react. At that moment, he moved, drew out his blade, and shouted cautiously.

However, what shocked them was that after the figure stopped, he turned out to be like them, wearing a black robe that covered his head and a cold fox mask. Perhaps the only difference was that his stature was slightly shorter. Some.

"You are the 'root' people in ANBU!?"

He lowered his head and slowly raised it, revealing his cold eyes. The even more monstrous right eye stood out in the darkness.

A blood-red, terrifying pupil that exuded the coldness of an abyss.

"That is."

The two root ninjas suddenly opened their eyes wide, showing a look of horror, and said in a voiceless voice: "Sharingan!!"

"You are."

"I am. Your companion!" In the darkness, the strange red eyes suddenly widened, and three dark acne marks slowly reflected in the depths of the eyes of the two root ninjas, making their expressions shocked, and then A look of confusion slowly appeared.

After a moment.

The three figures re-opened and headed towards the depths of the north, and one of the ninjas was the same as before, except for being a little short.

A gust of wind passed by, revealing a wisp of deep silver slowly blooming in the darkness.

. .

Deep in the north, a huge iron ball gathered in the wasteland, like a meteorite falling to the earth.

It was entangled with countless steel chains, and was filled with a majestic and solemn aura, like. A condensed world!

Kaka!

Lines of deep purple thunder flashed across the surface of the iron ball, accompanied by several violent roaring sounds.

Tokugawa Mudao sat cross-legged in the wasteland, closing his eyes tightly and urgently recovering his chakra and mental power.

The series of experiences in the past half day had kept his chakra in a boiling state all the time, and as the chakra was depleted and gradually recovered, the amount actually increased a lot. This gave Tokugawa Mudao a lot of peace of mind, but compared to the recovery speed of mental power, it was much slower. He could only rely on the passage of time to gradually recover, and Tokugawa Mudao had nothing to do about it.

He opened his eyes and looked at Samyi not far away, with a few flickers in his eyes.

At this moment, the other party was sitting in the grass nearby, looking at the huge iron-locked space with a slight frown, seeming to show a hint of eagerness.

"Snapped!"

Suddenly, a palm rested on Tokugawa Mudo's shoulder, and then Tokugawa Yasu's slightly silent voice sounded.

"Wudao, that scroll. It's very important to you! I'm sorry!"

He whispered with lost eyes. He was a little quiet about the instant defeat by Samyi just now, and there was more darkness in his heart.

He was born into a wealthy samurai family and had few enemies among his peers. He was praised as a talent that the Tokugawa clan had rarely seen in decades.

However, at this moment when the clan was destroyed, he discovered how small his power was. Even Tokugawa Asudao, who had always been considered to have no talent, surpassed himself.

Ninja!Ninja!

Are ninjas so powerful? ?

He roared unwillingly in his heart, but it couldn't change the distance between reality.

"Everything has two sides. I don't think there's anything wrong with losing that scroll. Before you lose the strength to control your life, it's best to temporarily store it with someone else. At least, we are safe now!"

After saying that, Tokugawa Asudao stood up with an indifferent expression and said to Tokugawa Yasushi: "Actually, what I want to say to you most right now is to advise you to run away quickly!"

"Escape!? Why!?"

Tokugawa Yasuya stood up and frowned slightly.

"The ninjas of Konoha are unlikely to give up so easily. They will definitely come again, and compared to the gold hidden in the Tokugawa lineage, they are more interested in the things of my mother's lineage!"

"Moreover. The technique performed by Uncle De."

Tokugawa Mudao silently looked at the huge iron-locked ball that was still roaring from time to time, and said softly: "It's a forbidden technique! I'm afraid of him..."

"impossible!"

Before he finished speaking, Tokugawa Yasu interrupted hastily, and then he looked up with firm eyes and said: "He can't fail!"

I believe in him. How could that man fail!

Ten years ago, he was the one who could destroy the Tokugawa clan in an instant!

Could it be that there are more powerful ninjas in this world than he was at that time! ?

It has to be said that the old servant who was at the peak of his life once left an invincible impression on Tokugawa Yasu, which gave him some blind trust.

. .

"boom!"

There was another violent roar, the iron chain was slightly turbulent, and there were more and more fine lightnings without knowing it.

The inner world of iron locks.

The old servant stood in the void with a pale face. A thick iron chain was wrapped around his waist, supporting him in the mid-air. At this time, he looked solemnly at the dense crowd that had occupied most of the space. Raymang.

In the void, thunder flashed and roared, and the burning air seemed to be distorted, and the aura emitted was as deep and grand as the vast ocean of thunder.

"Among the enemies I have faced, you are the second person who can make me enjoy fighting!"

A low and heavy voice slowly sounded from the depths of the thunder sea, and then a shirtless Ai wearing lightning armor gradually walked out.

There was no trace of damage on his body, and his spirit was as unyielding as it was at the beginning.

However, he did not relax at all. Instead, he felt a great threat from the old servant.

It seems that he will face the abyss of death at any time.

I have already seen some of the sealing techniques of the Uzumaki clan, so I can't guarantee that there won't be something even weirder!

Ai stood in the sea of ​​thunder, with eyes like a lion's. The lightning armor on her body became darker and darker, reflecting the luster like real armor.

The old servant glanced at the somewhat cautious Ai lightly, and frowned slightly.

this distance. There seems to be no way to cast that forbidden technique, and the opponent's speed has far surpassed mine, and. at this time.

Thinking about it, the old servant couldn't help but slowly clenched his fist, and at this moment, a sense of powerlessness slowly rose in the depths of the chakra that was filled to the fullest.

This shocked him.

He understood what this feeling meant.

seem. This battle. There is no need to continue the stalemate.

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