The New Uzumaki Legend of Naruto

"I have never lied to you, but you lied to me, wow!"

Mo Yao Xinwu cried out, his hands still making gestures in the air.

At this time, the only three remaining immortals on the scene who could still breathe were the members of the Evil God Cult, plus the two Menma.

Quan pursed his lips and glanced at Mo Yao Xinwu with disgust, turned his head and asked

"Lord Menma, do you want me to kill him?"

"It is said that the Evil God Cult has immortal bodies that can be blown to pieces and still survive. Do you want to try it?"

Menma pointed to an elder sitting slumped on the ground beside him, indicating that Quan could give it a try.

"Is this a test for me?"

Izumi raised the long knife in his hand and gave Menma a meaningful look.

Seeing the other party smiling and nodding, Quanyou's eyes curved into beautiful crescents, and the long knife in his hand suddenly turned into nothingness, leaving only a silvery hilt.

Immediately afterwards, she held the blade of the knife and swung it towards the elder who was about to get up and run away.

Hearing a "chi-la" sound, and in Mian Ma's surprised eyes, the elder of the Evil God Cult turned into ashes and disappeared.

"Whoa!"

A burst of shattering sound came from the long knife in Quan's hand, and then a few pieces of pitch black iron fell out of nowhere.

"father!!"

Only then did Mo Yao Xinwu realize that his father, who was slumped on the ground, was missing. After searching around, his eyes fell on the girl holding a knife with a hilt.

"I, I'm going to kill you!!!"

Mo Yao Xinwu was about to stand up and rush towards Quan when the leader Duan grabbed his sleeve and whispered something in his ear. Mo Yao Xinwu nodded angrily and held half of the leader's body to the side. Go.

Quan paid no attention to the actions of the two of them. She raised her right hand and looked carefully at the disappearing blade, a trace of distress flashed in her eyes.

Quan turned around and said to the other side with a bitter look on his face.

"My Lord Menma, I passed your test, but my sword broke, didn't you?"

Menma's face froze, he waved his hands and said with a curious expression.

"After this incident, I will take you to the Kingdom of Iron to ask for a famous sword. Can you tell me how you did it?"

"This is my ultimate pupil technique!"

Quan winked playfully, showed a mysterious smile, threw away the handle of the knife, and pointed at the Samsara Eye that had opened in his eyes.

Menma looked at the other person who was quite cool and active. He fiddled with the broken hair on his forehead and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

"Sure enough, it's unreasonable to have the pupil technique in the Rinnegan. Compared to Sasuke and Kaguya who have the space system, Izumi should have the time system just like she has the kaleidoscope, right?

"Although it was only captured for a moment, the old man did turn into a baby and then turned into ashes."

"Master Menma~" Izumi walked lightly to Menma's side. His bright black eyes kept looking at Mo Yao Xinwu five meters away. He was squatting on the ground with hatred and drawing some kind of complicated ritual.

"Is it okay to just let them complete the sacrificial ceremony?"

After a while, when Izumi received a reply, Izumi turned her head and looked at Menma. Seeing that he was studying the scythe in front of her with concentration, she raised the corner of her mouth and extended her small hand to Menma.

Menma spotted Izumi's movements with his peripheral vision, dodged slightly, and smiled nonchalantly.

"They have rituals that are why I came here. I want to see if there are real evil gods."

As he spoke, he glanced at the stone statue behind him.

"But" Quan said with a bad smile on his face, "We have a base in Tangyin Village now. If Tangyin Village is destroyed by then, Teacher Ming will cause trouble for you, right?"

"This"

When Menma heard what Izumi said, his expression froze, and then he nodded in agreement.

Taking advantage of the situation, he inserted the sickle in his hand into the ground, flipped his hand and the whirlpool spear appeared in his palm, and then lightly tapped the ground.

"Boundary Rises!"

"Buzz!"

Circles of black runes began to emerge from the bottom of the whirlpool spear. The runes quickly extended to all sides like consciousness, and finally covered all four smooth stone walls.

Immediately afterwards, countless dazzling white lights emitted from the black runes at the same time, and a semicircular light shield rose up, enveloping the entire space.

Quan clasped his hands together, his almond-shaped eyes slightly opened, and looked at Menma using the sealing barrier with wonder and admiration.

"It's a pleasure every time I see Menma-sama using the sealing technique!"

"Want to learn? Hair has its own talent. You can learn it by dyeing your hair."

Menma teased, pointing to the fact that he had red hair.

Quan let go of his hands, looked at the nonsense with disdain, and said nothing.

I still remember that Deidara believed Menma's lies and went to dye his hair red. As a result, Menma laughed at her for a long time, so she wasn't so stupid.

"Liars are unforgivable! You guys deserve to be damned!"

With the deliberate connivance of Men and Ma, Mo Yao Xinwu finally drew the sacrificial pattern under the guidance of the local leader, and the corpses of believers and elders on the ground were placed in special positions.

He dragged half of his body to the center of the sacrificial pattern, and stood up, looking at the two men who had deceived him with murderous intent.

"This smell has a strong smell of blood and murderous intent. Hey~! It seems that this guy is not a good person."

Quan sniffed and looked at Mo Yao Xinwu with an inquiring gaze. Menma continued what she had to say.

"Who is a good person who can become a member of the evil cult?"

There was a lot in the center of the pattern, and he ignored the conversations of others. He crossed his arms and put on a pilgrim expression, and said with a crazy look on his face.

"Respect the Evil God, please listen to the call of your loyal followers. We praise you for your strength, and we are grateful to you for giving us an eternal body.

"Now that your devout people are encountering difficulties, we long for your coming!"

After Duan finished speaking a little faster, he spit out a large mouthful of blood on the ground, and then looked up with blood on the corner of his mouth to look at Mo Yao Xinwu.

"Our Lord is coming soon. Mo Yao Xinwu, is he willing to be the carrier of our Lord's arrival?"

"I am willing!"

"Wow!"

Mo Yao Xinwu shouted loudly and nodded extremely firmly.

In an instant, the six-pointed star sacrificial pattern carved with blood emitted blood-colored light. There were elders and believers placed in a certain order around their bodies, and a ball of dazzling red light burst out one after another.

Immediately afterwards, blood lines as thick as little fingers emerged from their bodies, and their consciousnesses were connected to Mo Yao's vortex standing in the middle.

Seeing that the ceremony reached a critical moment, Duan devoted himself wholeheartedly to it, completely ignoring the two people watching the show next to him.

He opened his arms, raised his head high and shouted enthusiastically

"The evil god descends!"

In the passionate tone, blood lines began to appear on the facial features, sticking to Mo Yaoxin's vortex.

"Buzz!"

Suddenly, there was a strange movement from the stone statue behind Menma. He and Izumi turned around suddenly and found that the gray stone statue was also emitting a faint red light.

The three-edged sickle behind it had turned blood red, and two veins of blood as thick as wrists shot out from the two stone eyes, shooting straight into Mo Yao's chest.