Naruto against the sky

Chapter 299 The Messenger of Death

Gently stroking Hongdou's cheek, the sleeping expression is really cute.

"The soul dissipates, and there is no next life? What kind of system is this world, and what role does the Sage of the Six Paths play!"

As time passed, the chakra of the red bean became less and less available, and the soul power weakened little by little.

Although it is still a long time to dissipate, there will still be an end.

On the other hand, since Nara Qinglan practiced the method here, the chakra has never decreased, but the excess chakra will dissipate.

"Is the size of a person's capacity determined before death?"

"Could it be that this chakra cannot be stored because there is no body? Nothing changes in hell, only boring, time passes, no experience, no stimulation, and the negative chakra does not change?"

Nara Qinglan seemed to have something flashed through her mind, and it seemed like there was nothing!

Sitting quietly in the courtyard, I don't know how long this sitting has passed.

When Nara Qinglan opened his eyes, what caught his eyes was a weak red bean.

"How long has it been!" Qinglan touched Hongdou's head distressedly, not knowing that Hongdou alone took on the tasks of the two.

"It's been almost three years, that ghost messenger has collected more than [-] chakras!"

"It's time to investigate this hell!" Qing Lan looked at the weak Hongdou, her thoughts became more and more firm.

Walking out of the yard, Nara Qinglan looked around and confirmed the environment. Feeling that the west was the coldest, she walked towards it.

"Qinglan, if there is an accident, I will choose to dissipate early."

Walking out of the three alleys, Nara Qinglan saw a tall figure, two and a half meters tall, with a face that could not be seen clearly, with two pointed horns on his head and a sharp and narrow chin.

Behind the back is a huge scythe.

"All souls, without a summons, are not allowed to move around at will!" The voice seemed to not want to say it, but it was like ventriloquism, and the voice came from all directions.

Nara Qinglan did not reply, but just looked at the other party.

"Ignore the god of death's order, die!"

Seeing that Nara Qinglan had no intention of retreating, she let go of her momentum directly, and an overwhelming breath of death came oncoming.

If it is an ordinary soul, I'm afraid it will dissipate directly, but how can Qinglan be an ordinary soul.

The momentum was useless, the figure jumped up directly, with the sickle in hand, and slashed straight across.

"I didn't really hate anything in my life, but I hated using a scythe very much when I was dying!"

Dexterously dodges the opponent's attack.

"Secret technique, technique of shadow seam!"

Several black shadows pierced the body of the black shadow like a sword blade.

And the shadow came out naturally as if penetrating.

"Shenwei? Space ninjutsu? No, it won't work!"

"Don't you think it's ridiculous to use this pure yin attribute to deal with the messenger of death in hell?"

Another scythe slashed down on the head.

"Yindun, hell fire prairie fire!" A blue flame spewed out from Nara Qinglan's mouth, directly enveloping the black shadow jumping in mid-air.

"Ah~uh, you are doomed, er, Lord Reaper will not let you go!"

Guisha's death was not instantaneous, but bit by bit by Nara Qinglan's yin attribute fire.

The whole alley returned to silence, and a white bead a circle larger than a walnut fell to the ground.

"This thing seems to contain powerful power!" Pick it up lightly, and look at it repeatedly.

I don't know what material it is, but Nara Qinglan tried his best to change it.

After contemplating for a long time, Nara Qinglan came to the original square three years ago.

"I have something to ask you?"

"The souls of hell are only qualified to inquire at the very beginning. Go back quickly, or you will be finished when the messenger of death arrives!" The stronger it is, the stronger it will be after death, and the stronger the breath of death.

Nara Qinglan couldn't help but think of the ghost messenger he had just killed.

"How many Death Angels are there?"

"Five, in charge of five areas in total!"

Just finished speaking, Nara Qinglan turned around and left.

But it's not the direction it came from.

Soon, Nara Qinglan was amazed by the scene here, it was not the ordinary souls of the dead, but animals, no, to be precise, it was like a psychic beast.

The most frightening thing was a huge vicious dog patrolling around, "Pain's psychic beast?" Nara Qinglan recognized it at a glance.

"Wow!"

"No, there is no Chakra transmitter, hellhound? Where did Nagato catch it?"

"Human soul, this is not where you should come from." A scythe swept towards you unceremoniously.

It is exactly the same as the figure killed by Nara Qinglan.

"Hehe, try my new move, no sword is better than a sword!"

It was like an invisible sword light in his eyes, directly piercing the opponent's body.

"Pfft!"

"No change? Then Yin escapes, and the fire starts a prairie fire!"

Soon, a bead appeared in front of Nara Qinglan, only the color was different, it was brown.

For a long time after that, no one stopped Nara Qinglan.

I don't know how long I walked, the scene changed again, all kinds of psychic beasts disappeared, but a region where humans and beasts exist, but all creatures are unconscious.

In a vast place, like a sacrifice, circling around like a walking corpse.

Nara Qinglan soon found the messenger of death and got a black bead.

For a long time to come, the berserk souls, with red eyes, killed each other until they were scattered.

Here, a green bead is obtained.

"I didn't expect that there are human souls who can come here without being summoned!"

Nara Qinglan heard the sound and looked, she was an unusually beautiful woman with a hot figure, and most importantly, the clothes on her body were not as good as two strips of cloth to cover her body.

"Death to trespassers!" Another rough voice rang out. The person who came was two meters tall, and he gradually saw that his appearance was ugly, with no smooth part on his face, but his appearance was powerful.

Nara Qinglan narrowed his eyes, the man opposite had a murderous look on his face, while the woman licked her lips, looking at Nara Qinglan with interest.

"I want to ask a question, who are you?"

"You don't need to know!" Before the woman could answer, the man hit him with a hammer.

Nara Qinglan's heart moved, and a sword was condensed with chakra in his hand.

Dodging the hammer attack, a sword pierced the opponent's heart.

"A streak of blood sprang out!"

"Sure enough, it's not a soul body!"

"Who are you?" Nara Qinglan appeared in front of the beauty in an instant, and the sword was already on the opponent's neck.

"It's the first time I've seen such a handsome man, if you and me"

With a touch of Qinglan's hand, blood spattered.

"Red blood, interesting."

In the next quarter of an hour, blood flowed all over the streets.

"Patriarch, it's not good, someone called in."

"Who dares to act wildly in my Asura's territory?"

"Asura?" Nara Qinglan looked at the one in front of him, which was almost indistinguishable from the four death messengers he had killed.

Soon, Qing Lan pierced his body full of holes, "How can I find the god of death?"

"Hehe, you are really looking for death. Others are afraid of seeing the god of death, but you take the initiative to send it to the door. The barrier in front is the domain of the god of death behind." Before he finished speaking, Nara Qinglan wiped his neck.

"Others cannot be killed physically, but you can suffer physical damage."

Nara Qinglan threw out a flame, which burned all the corpses.

Turning around and looking at the said barrier, "It's like an enchantment, I don't know if brute force can break it."

But inadvertently found a red bead appeared in the position of the Shura patriarch who had just died.

"This patriarch is also the messenger of death?"

Hold the bead in your hand.

(End of this chapter)