Naruto: Starting with Dual Kamui

The Hell Scroll held by the Soul Chaser can record the target's location in real time.

The scroll in his hand shows that the target of this mission, Otsutsuki Kamishi, is in the Divine Burial Kingdom, and the spatial coordinates have not changed at all...

With some doubts, Xiaoxue used Huangquan to compare Liangban and arrived at the Kingdom of Divine Burial.

The Divine Burial Country is an ancient country that has been extinct for thousands of years in Weiyuan. The civilization was once at its peak, but with the advent of Otsutsuki, the sacred tree saplings symbolizing extinction were sown, and the vitality was finally squeezed out.

"..." After arriving here, Xue's inner doubts were easily resolved.

I saw a sacred tree covered in scars standing in the center of the vast and vast earth!

"Ninety-seven thousand eight hundred and fifty-one swords!"

"Ninety-seven thousand, eight hundred and fifty-two swords!"

"..."

The swordsman who looked like Ubichi was slashing at the big tree with his sword, and reported the number of swords in a cold and rigid voice.

The swordsman is the incarnation of Konohana Chiryu's shikigami, and the sword is the cursed death sword that condenses the power of Sakyamuni!

As for the scarred sacred tree, it is the jinchūriki of the sacred tree. The target of this soul-hunting in the underworld is the Otsutsuki Kamishi!

"Are you trying to survive in this way..."

Xue'er murmured coldly. Although she was in the double-moon space when the Dragon Style and God Style attacked, the process in the future of another timeline was similar.

As she becomes one with her future self, she knows everything!

The divine gesture in front of him was officially the culprit of his father's tragic fate!

Zizizi!

Sensing the intruder, flowers bloomed at the top of the sacred tree. Blood-colored eyeballs stared at the uninvited guest above, and low words echoed: "Why do inferior humans possess the power of our clan? Why are they here!"

"..." Xue's eyes were cold, exuding a ghostly murderous intent.

Shen Shi said: "Huh? This kind of aura is exactly the same as that of a human named Uchiha Yu. Who are you!!"

call out!

The frost whistling gathered into a five-foot blade. The famous sword 'Xiyuki' was forged by Zatoichi for his disciple Koyuki. As the owner's power sublimated, it took on a new look!

Snow raised her sword in the air and said majestically: "Uchiha Snow, his daughter!"

Shen Shi took it for granted and said: "So that's it, he is already dead. You are here to seek revenge for him. The blood and family ties between lower creatures are as disgusting as ever. You ants who don't overestimate their capabilities should follow in your father's footsteps." …!!”

——Sacred Tree Realm!

boom!boom!boom!

The earth trembled, and the boundless sacred branches stretched toward the sky...!

"Huh..." After Xue'er held her breath, her body transformed into thousands of afterimages, and the fine snow danced in the air!

——Ama no Fubuki!

chap!chap!chap!

The cutting breath of ice raged, and the tree trunks that spread were all frozen and broken...!

But the divine tree world is vast, and the branches that will grow wildly are endless and cannot be cut off with just one sword!

Xue'er did not fight with those tree trunks. She swung her knife to cut off the tree trunks, moved downwards, and seized the opportunity close to the ground. She held the knife in both hands and concentrated the shocking power of the knife.

——Bluish Yellow Spring!

boom! !

When the tree world was hard, she was knocked out of an open space. She drove straight behind, the blade of the blade stabbed into the earth, and the ice breath spewed out and spread to the roots of the sacred tree buried deep in the ground!

chap! !

The roots of the tree were frozen, and the spread of the tree world stopped immediately...

That powerful breath of ice even caused a layer of frost to condense on the entire body of the sacred tree!

chap!

Xiaoxue drew her sword and gathered strength.

——Meng Duan Nai He!

chap!

A cutting breath spread across ten directions, the towering sacred tree was cut off from the bottom, and fell down with the wind...! !

call out! The severed sacred tree shrank rapidly in the sky, turning into a bloated hemorrhagic tumor.

If you hadn’t seen it with your own eyes, no one would be able to believe that a few months ago, the divine form with infinite glory would actually turn into such an ugly state!

"Ninety-seven thousand eight hundred and sixty-seven swords!" The target became smaller, but Konohana Chiru's shikigami still slashed mercilessly.

If the god is immortal, his sword will never stop!

In the past few months, under the constant consumption of every second, the immortal power endowed by the divine tree was completely worn away. The wounds no longer healed. Under the accumulation of siltation, he reached the edge of death!

Then why did the divine form turn into a divine tree and take root in the land?

That starts with the end of the Battle of the Moon Kingdom and the non-stop return of Shenshi to Gao Tianyuan.

The first thing he did when he returned to Gao Tianyuan was to meet his master, Prince Dochimo, and bring back the news of Ryuushi's death.

Divine Style: "My great master, I have imposed Aye Hezhi on the Dragon Style weapon! The Dragon Style that you regard as a thorn in the side will definitely die!"

Dochimo: "Oh, thank you for your hard work. I am my loyal slave, God's style..."

Divine Style: "I have been plotted against by Ubichi, and I am not going to die soon. I hope my Lord will come to my rescue!"

Dochimo: "Oh? Is this happening? It's really strange. Why don't you see anything abnormal about you?"

Divine Style: "What you don't know is that the Shikigami of Konohana Chiryu is constantly slashing at his subordinates with his sword. In conjunction with Sakara's weapon, even the power of the sacred tree you gave me will gradually weaken!"

Dochimo: "Oh! Is it that Shikigami! It really deserves its reputation!"

Divine Style: "Please show mercy and break this technique for your subordinates, so that they can continue to work hard for you!"

Dochimo: "I'm afraid it won't be easy to solve this. I might even have to ask my father to intervene...!"

Divine Style: "If I can help King Prajna take action, it will be a lifetime blessing for me!"

Dochimo: "Let's do this, Shenshi, I will give you an answer after I ask my father for instructions..."

Divine Style: "Then, how long will it take?"

Duochimo: "Hmm...how long? According to the clan rules, to step into the ancestral god realm, one needs a hundred days of purification, a hundred days of pilgrimage, and a hundred days of worship. Including the preparation time, Lin Lin finally got it, about one year. I can give you an answer..."

Divine Style: "One year!? Lord, I'm afraid I won't be able to last that long. Please be lenient!!!"

Dochimo: "In this way, the natural energy of the Divine Burial Kingdom has recovered in recent years. The sacred tree in your body was conceived in that land. You should be able to feel relieved by returning to the posture of the sacred tree and attracting the earth's energy... "

Return to the form of the sacred tree and guide the earth's energy...

Divine Style: "You want me to turn into a tree and plant it in the soil!?"

Dochimo: "I know this is difficult, but life is more important than face..."

Divine Style: "I will consider it... I hope you will inform the king for me as soon as possible!"

Dochimo: "You must try your best, you are my loyal subordinate..."

At that time, Dochimo looked at the back of the declining Shenshi and thought to himself: The chakra that resurrected that land, together with yourself, has become the nourishment of my sacred tree. This is your final use value, Shenshi...

The divine form lingered for several months, and his body was eroded by the power of the curse, turning into this ugly state step by step. However, Dochimo resisted in every possible way. After all, his desire for survival was greater than his face... He followed Dochimo's suggestion and transformed. It becomes a sacred tree and is planted in the ground.

Sure enough, there has been some relief, but if this continues, he will definitely die in another month at most!

And he finally understood... that he was basically a victim of the royal family!

……

In the gap between the hemochromic sarcoma, the scarlet eyeballs of Shenshi stared at Xueer with hatred!

"Ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch... you low-grade creatures!!!"

He roared hysterically. His identity as a man in heaven was his last, only, humble capital that he could boast about...!

"Have you decided how he will die?" In the dark, the monitor came to ask.

"Decided……"

The fine snow was hidden in Xue'er's hands, and she formed a cruel seal with her hands!

"I just don't know if it suits its taste..."

——Psychicism? Feng Yi Zhi Zhao!