The New Uzumaki Legend of Naruto

A blood-red hexagram appeared at the feet of the evil god. With an evil smile on his lips, he stabbed the sickle into his already injured abdomen without hesitation.

"Pfft!"

"Wow!"

Quan and Xie Shen spit out a mouthful of blood at the same time. She had a strange scar on her abdomen that was the same as Xie Shen's. The bright red color hung on her white robe and was very eye-catching.

"Hahahaha! Be my sacrifice!"

The evil god opened his mouth and laughed wildly as he said that he was going to swing the sickle towards his heart.

Watching the battle, Menma was about to wave the spear in his hand, but he sensed that Izumi was hidden under his long hair, and a strange smile appeared on his face.

"Snapped!"

Quan appeared in front of the evil god in an instant, grabbed the sickle in his hand, and said with a sick smile on his face.

"Really, fun is about ability, but who allows you to do it?!"

The long knife in his hand was stabbed into the stomach of the evil god without hesitation.

"Ugh!!"

Feeling more blood flowing out of his body, Izumi's expression seemed even more excited.

"After the ceremony begins, your body no longer has that incomparable defense."

"Puff! Puff! Puff! Puff!"

Quan, who was drawing the long knife in, was slashing at the evil god tirelessly. At the same time, her own body was constantly bleeding out. The white robe turned completely red as if she had jumped into a dye vat. robe.

The evil god who was stabbed was unable to move due to the ritual and the injury, so he had to look straight at Quan Zai, who was self-harming.

However, the way he looked at Quan was different. Now he looked more like he was admiring someone who was the same as him.

"call!"

"You shouldn't be able to move now."

Quan was standing with a long knife in his hand. He was trembling slightly due to excitement and exhaustion. There were countless wounds oozing out bright red liquid.

Quan's miserable face was numb because he felt uncomfortable. He looked at Quan with slightly stunned eyes, not knowing what she was planning.

The evil god, who was equally injured and was already kneeling on the ground, looked at Quan's grinning mouth in disbelief and praised with difficulty.

"I am immortal, yes, but you are the first guy I have admired in thousands of years. But you should have trouble standing now, haha!"

Quan took a deep breath and his eyes were full of reincarnation. He looked at the evil god with disdain as he closed his knuckles with difficulty and lifted up the long knife in his hand again.

The blade of the sword, raised inch by inch, slowly turned into nothingness.

She held the long knife's sharp edge with both hands behind her back, pointed it at herself, and stabbed her hard while shouting with a holy smile on her face.

"Blade of Time!"

While the tail sound was still trembling in the space, the bodies of the evil god and Izumi simultaneously began to have clusters of gray-white light spots.

Wherever the light spot passed, the large and small stab wounds on Quan's body that no longer oozed blood slowly began to recover.

However, the evil god was not so lucky. His injuries gradually worsened and even tended to fester.

The gray-white light continued to expand and its brightness continued to increase, and finally enveloped the two of them. At the last moment when Quan was wrapped, he looked surprised and the evil god slowly spoke.

"Be reduced to ashes in the long river of time!"

"Buzz!"

After the brightness reached its peak, the off-white light condensed into two off-white flower buds and then slowly bloomed.

"The flower of time!?"

Menma stared at the two gray-white flowers without blinking and murmured to himself.

The buds opened one by one and finally revealed the spring and the evil god wrapped inside. Quan has recovered to be in perfect condition, even his bloody robe has become as white as jade, with no trace of injury at all.

The evil god, however, was much miserable, with deep scars all over his body, but this was not a fatal injury to him.

"Roar!"

The evil god let out an angry roar and just raised his arms, he froze in place and made no sound anymore.

"This?" Menma blinked and looked at the motionless evil god in surprise.

"It was the body that survived the passage of time but, obviously, it was the soul that couldn't."

After returning to his original state, Shiquan moved his body and said with a smile. At this time, only a small part of the handle was left in the long sword made of Qiudao Yu.

Menma cast a distressed glance at the handle of the knife, his throat moved slightly, and praised

"Really, it's amazing that a girl with ability can walk in the long river of time."

"As you can see, some of the swords that cost the sword turned out to be unable to even release this move."

Izumi held the knife respectfully with both hands, leaving only the handle, and handed the knife back to Menma.

Menma held the hilt of the sword with one hand, and the senjutsu chakra in his body was rapidly consumed. After a while, a complete Jade of Seeking the Way was condensed.

"It seems that it is urgent to find you a long knife that can go through time."

Menma felt that half of the senjutsu chakra was consumed in his body and took a deep breath.

"It's all up to Menma-sama's arrangement!"

Izumi walked behind Menma with a sweet smile on her skirt, and silently watched the dead evil god with him.

After a few breaths, Menma walked forward slowly and felt carefully with natural energy.

"This should be the case. The evil god is the true form of Mo Yao Xinwu. The ritual is the sacrifice of the sacrifice so that the true form of the evil god can come."

"His indestructible layer of black skin is what? Otherwise, if he can't break through his defense, I won't have to harm myself if the Blade of Time is ineffective."

Menma stretched out his fingers and gently slid them over the evil black skin, feeling it for real.

"We cultivate natural energy, generally store energy in the body so that it can be used at any time, while he seizes natural energy to strengthen his body to the point of being indestructible."

"Then what are the weaknesses of this body?"

"Only, people of our level with strong bodies have a hundred ways to deal with him. If your eye power is improved to a higher level, you can cut off his body with one sword."

Menma withdrew his caressing hand and rubbed it against the white robe before continuing.

"So the Evil God has developed a technique of exchanging injuries for injuries. For him, any injury, even if it is a minor injury, can be caused by using natural energy to refine the body. For us, it is completely different for us to cultivate the body with natural energy."

"Well, I have a good idea. I think I have some vague ideas about the future."

"Ah! Menma-sama won't become like this, will he?"

Izumi asked in horror, waving her hands after hearing what Menma said.

"Hahaha, I won't do this. This method is too rough.

"By the way, you are, no, you are already very close to that level?"

"Did Menma-sama say it was the sixth level? I feel like we are only one step away from that realm."

As Izumi spoke, he lowered his head and twisted his hands together uneasily.

"But, it seems that my eyes have reached the limit, either an external force breaks through, or I feel the river of time completely again."

"That will only devour you. I have a better way."

As soon as I heard that Menma had a better way, Izumi suddenly raised his head and looked at Menma with bright eyes. In addition to joy, there was some other emotion in them.