The Infinite Uchiha

Hong Kong Island, a certain Japanese traditional and interior.

Chrysanthemums are scattered all over the ground.

A coquettish-looking woman held a branch and murmured a few words. Then she regained her grace and continued to kneel on the futon, gently stroking a white cat with blue eyes.

Not far behind.

A burly man wearing a silver fighting shirt couldn't help but ask, "Has that strange ghost king escaped?"

"Yes." Michiko nodded, "I paid a certain price to escape from another strange and strong man. I guess I need to cultivate for a while."

"Now... there are still two zombies left in that church. I hope I can use their eyes to see something and collect relevant information."

The sound suddenly stopped and the room returned to silence.

church.

In the library room.

"Why doesn't the Ghost King come in?" Ma Shangfeng conjured up a Qinglong Yanyue Sword and looked around cautiously.

On top of the golden armor, there are airflow fluctuations that mortals cannot see, showing a bright yellow color.

Beside him, the silver-armored god general Xiao Gui was holding a red tassel gun and said nervously: "Maybe... maybe he left. He didn't see us."

A murder? !

Moreover, the cross is full of filth!

outside the door.

The priest, who had just fallen asleep and was awakened, was furious. He had guessed the truth: the two walking corpses in front of him had desecrated the sacred cross and let go of a suppressed terrifying ghost.

However, before he had time to think about it, the priest stared at the two strong corpses in front of him, which were obviously controlled by the secret method, and immediately ordered his close priests, "Go and get the sacred artifacts that were enshrined before. Others, let me control these two guys." !”

At this moment, the earth suddenly shook, and an incredible miracle happened.

The solid ground made of concrete was broken into pieces, and several thick wooden boards rose up from it.

Wooden Escape·Four Pillar Prison.

Obviously, this is one of the ninjutsu that Fang Xiu reproduced during his special training. It can create a wooden prison cell in a very short time - the hardness exceeds that of ordinary metals, and because the wood escape ninjutsu combines the power of Yang escape, it is very effective against Ghosts also have additional effects.

"The ghost king escapes."

"You two, please come out and talk."

Amid the huge movement, a figure fell from the sky.

From Yu Fangxiu's point of view, the suppression of two low-level zombies was purely to collect intelligence, to follow the clues and remove Jiuju's den, and then look for clues about the Ghost King.

——Now that the BOSS has escaped temporarily, the most valuable beings in the entire church are the two generals of gold and silver.

——The ghost king has the help of evil cultivators, and the reincarnators can also seek help from the righteous path. The true immortals on land like Caolu layman, who is well versed in the world in the cave, may be able to break out some gold coins.

"Maybe I still have the talent to cultivate immortality."

With endless thoughts, Fang Xiu, who was standing on the four-pillar prison, cast his gaze towards the library. In the meantime, two figures came out cautiously, one after the other.

In an instant, the Sharingan saw through the meridians the reality of the gold and silver generals. Ma Shangfeng had the highest combat power, and his energy and blood were boiling. He was at least two blocks ahead of the white boxer among the newcomers, and he had luck to protect him. It was very extraordinary.

As a senior brother, the Shining Armor God General Xiaogui can only be said to be not weak in terms of vitality and blood. There is some energy in his body. In terms of quality, he is not inferior to ordinary chakra, but he is weaker than the power of the Sharingan Yin Release and the Simple Immortal Body. The power of Yang Escape should be magic power.

Maybe he is not good at studying and has practiced Taoist mysticism too much?

No problem.

The Mu Dun clone has rushed to the mental hospital to look for the whereabouts of the Thatched Cottage layman. I believe that information will be passed back soon!

This is also one of the advantages of reincarnation:

Get information in advance.

A master's house and a green water mental hospital. As long as the big light ball does not forcefully change the main plot, it is not difficult to get involved smoothly.

"Who is your Excellency?" Little Turtle asked.

Different from the priest who wears Western robes, Fang Xiu wears a simple red armor and his long hair is tied up with a band, which is more in line with the aesthetics of the ancients.

Correspondingly, their vigilance will be lowered.

"He who helps you hunt down the Ghost King."

Click——click——

As he spoke, the wooden pillars forming the cage quickly faded, and the spiritual connection between the two zombies and the controller was restored.

"Although the Ghost King is not in good condition, he was able to scare him away and kill a member of our sect... It shows that it is not simple. He is a master."

At this moment, Michiko Nisigata was still gently stroking the blue-eyed white cat, her charming eyes flashed with a strange light, and the little pet that looked very quiet also had its pupils flickering.

"Haha, let me see who the master is."

She covered her mouth and chuckled.

synchronous.

The eyes of the two zombies gradually became brighter, focusing on Fang Xiu.

The so-called eyes are the windows to the soul.

Michiko, who has superimposed the spiritual power of the demon cat, is naturally confident. After all, distance also provides a certain sense of security. She is going to try to charm Fang Xiu while sizing him up.

Six eyes looked at each other.

A strange light flashed.

The cold spiritual power invades from the air!

"..."

For a moment, Fang Xiu felt absurd, grotesque, and paradoxical, and even world-famous paintings appeared in his mind——

Ms. Kurenai Yuhi, who relied on genjutsu to be promoted to Jonin, thought she had controlled Uchiha Itachi, grabbed the kunai and stabbed it hard, and confidently said that everything was over, until the next moment, the situation was reversed.

Playing genjutsu in front of the Mangekyou Sharingan?

No funnier than throwing a big knife in front of Guan Gong!

You know, even if he had never deliberately learned illusions, Fang Xiu's outstanding mental power, plus the terrifying pupil power, destined him to be impossible to be hypnotized.

Magic Mirror Heaven and Earth Turn!

The magatama turned gently.

The principle of this technique is very simple - use the Sharingan to see through the opponent's illusions and rebound the illusions to the opponent.

"All illusions that are not perfect will be rebounded by this pair of better eyes."

"I was just worrying about how to catch you, but you stuck your head out..."

"Immerse yourself in the illusion of the Mangekyo Sharingan."

Two zombies fell to the ground.

Dozens of miles away, Michiko's charming face froze for a moment, and the kaleidoscope pattern flashed in her eye sockets. This witch was completely dominated by Fang Xiu.

At the same time.

The Wood Release clone successfully arrived at the target.

The thatched cottage hermit, who everyone was thinking about, had a wooden sign on his neck that symbolized his identity as a death row prisoner, and was being judged by a group of mentally ill patients.

"This court sentences you to death, execute immediately!"

"Do you have anything to say?"

"Woo woo woo..."

Hearing this, Caolu hermit believed it to be true. He was actually in a worse condition than the ghost king, and his expression was extremely excited. However, his mouth was blocked, and he could not defend himself at all, and he could not say a word of injustice!

Could it be that I, Caolu, a great earthly immortal, will die here inexplicably today? !

"Since there is no such thing, then... execute!"

A patient who acted as the presiding judge shouted.

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ps. Regular overtime, tired.