Douluo Zhibo Madara

At the moment when Madara completely lost his life, in the void invisible to the naked eye, the mark of God Shura on Madara's forehead turned into a stream of light and flew towards the sky and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Buzz!

There was silence everywhere in the Shura Temple, as if time had stopped. However, when a red stream of light instantly escaped into it, the being on the high chariot Shura God's throne finally slowly opened his eyes.

"What's going on? That kid is not so easy to kill!" God Shura looked at the mark belonging to his descendant in front of him with slight surprise in his eyes, and he didn't understand why such a tyrannical Madara died.

"So they are descendants of angels? Are they actually joining forces with hatred? Alas! Gods! Sure enough, there are no eternal friends, only eternal interests!" God Shura closed his eyes and felt it carefully before sighing, and the temple was restored again. There was silence.

As for helping his descendants to seek revenge, I'm sorry that this really does not fall within the scope of God Shura's obligations. He has seen too many amazing descendants in endless years, but once the ultimate music is not completed, in the end It can only turn into a handful of dust.

"Didn't I get killed?" Madara's consciousness reawakened from the darkness, looking at the beautiful forest scene with birds singing and flowers fragrant around him, he was slightly confused.

"Is this? Reincarnation of dirty soil!" Madara muttered as he lowered his head and looked at the cracks on his body that were like porcelain. This state was very familiar to him.

"Master! I finally woke you up successfully!" A Fei crept on the ground, knelt down towards Madara and shouted enthusiastically.

"What's going on? I never taught you this secret technique!" Madara's eyes turned slightly cold, and he asked Feidao in a slightly stern tone.

Ninjas are the most cautious profession, and Madara naturally cannot let go of this slightest suspicion. After all, the art of reincarnation may be controlled by others.

"Master! It was your clone who stayed here who suddenly felt your energy weakening sharply. At the last moment, he used the Sharingan to transmit this secret technique into my mind! Only then was it possible to resurrect you!" A Fei may have heard this. Seeing the murderous intention in Madara's words, he was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat and quickly waved his hands to explain.

After A Fei explained everything clearly to Madara, Madara finally put his heart in his stomach.

It turned out that at the moment when Madara was pierced through the chest by the arrow of Sendoru holding angel, although Madara's shadow clone could not know what kind of accident happened to Madara's body, the quickly disappearing chakra let him know that the body's I'm afraid Bian will die soon.

So at the last moment when he dissipated, that is, before Madara's body died completely, he used up his own chakra to send out a pupil technique to drive the technique of reincarnation into A Fei's mind.

However, what makes Madara very relieved is that the shadow clone only taught A Fei how to reincarnate him from the dirty earth, and left a hand without giving him how to control it.

"Sen Daoliu? The great enshrinement of Wuhun Palace! Very good, I will remember you!" Madara thought of those ruthless golden eyes, and endless killing intent surged in his heart.

It was such a fluke to be resurrected this time!

Fortunately, the effects of other gods still exist even if the caster dies!

Thanks to Madara's shadow clone for being able to make such a prompt decision and quickly determine the desperate situation of the main body so as to find a glimmer of hope in this environment!

In addition, the secret technique of the Reincarnation of Evil Earth can be successfully used on Douluo Continent, which also accounts for a large part of the factors!

"Then where did you get my media materials?" Madara asked a little strangely. After all, the art of reincarnation in the dirty soil requires something on his body as media materials.

"Master, it's been seven days since your death! I've been looking around for traces of you since the beginning, but it's really like looking for a needle in a haystack!" A Fei finally complained to Madara at this time.

"What happened next?" Madara raised his eyebrows and continued to ask.

"It's me!" Accompanied by a dull growl, the Nine Lama, who had no flesh on his body, slowly walked out of the forest.

The feathers that were originally as smooth as flames were now stuck together with blood, and there were shocking wounds everywhere. The originally majestic Nine Lamas were now as miserable as an abused stray dog.

"I knew that even if I died, you old immortal would still be able to climb out of the grave! Doesn't it feel good to be killed?" The Nine Lamas were obviously miserable like this, but when they saw Madara being beaten to death, he regained consciousness. Despite his embarrassing resurrection, he couldn't help but gloat about his misfortune.

Seeing that his face was as dark as the spots on the bottom of a pot, Nine Lama's wounds that were aching all over his body also felt inexplicably much better.

Seeing Uchiha Madara deflated was really satisfying for Kyuubi.

"Stop doing this! After I died, were they the ones who beat you like this?" Seeing the miserable Nine Lama, Madara couldn't help but a trace of anger flashed in his eyes, and his voice was cold.

How abominable!Although Madara has always believed that tailed beasts are beasts with great power, as the saying goes, when beating a dog, it depends on the owner?But with the ending of the Nine endings like this, Uchiha Madara will not take him seriously tomorrow.

Oh, I almost forgot!Uchiha Madara has been killed, and he really doesn't need to be taken seriously. Any cat or dog can spit on him!

"Very good, really good!" Madara nodded repeatedly and said with an angry smile.

"That old man turned into light and disappeared after killing you!" Nine Lamas lay on the ground and changed into a more comfortable position, and said slowly: "Then those guys shamelessly surrounded me! If it weren't for the psychic contract, I would If the channeling can be directly released for serious injuries, I'm afraid he will really die there!"

"Don't worry! I will settle this debt with them one by one!" Ban patted the Nine Lama's huge claws as big as millstones and comforted them.

"It was on this lord's forehead that I found the blood stains of your master, and I was able to resurrect you!" A Fei finally stood up at this time and stated to Ban very thoughtfully.

"That's it!" Madara nodded with sudden realization, thinking that he was indeed located between the Nine Lamas' eyebrows, and it was understandable that there were blood stains after being pierced through the heart by a sharp sword.

"What about my body?" Madara suddenly seemed to have thought of something at this time, and asked with a slightly ugly face.

"This! Master, I have..." A Fei's hesitant look made the ugly-faced Madara have the answer in his heart.

"Have you been taken to Wuhun City?" Madara asked expressionlessly, but it made people feel a raging anger underneath the calm surface.

hateful!It's really not strong enough, otherwise if we kill them all, this kind of thing won't happen!

There was a trace of worry in Madara's eyes, because he was not sure whether his eyes would fall into the hands of Wuhundian.

Hope things aren't that bad!