The New Uzumaki Legend of Naruto

Only a few breaths have passed...

"Whoa!"

Around the whirlpool spear, the magma rolling according to its own rhythm suddenly became extremely violent, and the entire mountain trembled slightly, making a "click" sound.

The edge of the crater was burned red by the magma, and the loose gravel fell directly into the magma due to incorrect posture. After a few red bubbles popped up, they disappeared.

Or along the mountain, turning over countless somersaults and rolling down, becoming a new stepping stone.

At the same time, more molten magma gushes out from the ground. The surface of the molten magma rises rapidly for a while. Under the action of pressure, it splashes high into the sky, and then spreads out and falls to the ground like fireworks.

"boom!!"

The volcano was completely activated. The seemingly thick volcanic ash contained great kinetic energy and rushed into the sky. Mushroom clouds were ejected hundreds of meters into the sky.

After about two minutes, the dark gray mushroom cloud gradually shrank.

The thick, scorching red magma, as if it had been suppressed for a long time, spewed out from the top of the mountain and flowed down the hillside.

However, the color of the magma is no longer pure. The volcanic mud is orange-red mixed with black ash. It is so powerful that it engulfs everything it encounters along the way. It has the potential to swallow up the sky and destroy the earth.

The sparks brought out when the magma erupted spattered towards the forest not far away.

The tree crown was instantly ignited. With the dual blessing of oxygen and combustible materials, the fire gradually grew, crackling and dyeing most of the sky red.

The smoke and dust that filled the air did not affect Menma and the others at all. He looked at the magnificent scenery below with a smile, and introduced with satisfaction:

"The extreme land of fire - the land of fire rock!"

Is this the power of the extreme realm! ?

Terumi Mei stared at the natural disaster below, somewhat silently.

She had personally experienced that volcano, and there was not that much magma in it. Most of it must have been created by Menma's whirlpool spear.

She couldn't help but speculate in her heart that if Menma was not lazy, a natural disaster of this scale could be caused without the help of a volcano.

"Ok?"

"Perceive it carefully!"

Menma looked at Terumi Mei, who looked a little lost in thought, speechlessly, and reminded him.

Terumi Mei tensed up when she heard this, broke away from Menma's arms, took a deep breath, and tried her best to empty her mind. Dots of cold blue light shone on her body, condensing into an oval-shaped light shield, protecting her. Lived all over the body.

Then, she fell lightly to the ground, feeling the beauty of blazing fire and rich magma.

......

"Hot!"

This is her biggest feeling.

Magma with a thousand-degree temperature and a thick texture slowly flowed past her, burning the invisible air into several twisted ripples.

A little further away, a strong and fierce fire leaped among the treetops. Compared to lava, the temperature was a bit higher. The condensed heat wave was almost substantial, shaking in the transparent space, as if it were a smooth piece of paper. Knead the wrinkles.

The remaining leaves are in panic, and the trees are scorched...

A broken leaf that was mostly burned off and still burning with orange-red sparks flew in front of her after spinning a few times in the air.

Terumi Mei stretched out her hand to catch it, quietly looking at the green that was shrinking under the attack of the remaining fire. She seemed to hear that everything in front of her was wailing at her, and the "cracking" burning sound was like a sharp ax cutting off life.

She opened her red lips slightly and sent out a cool breath, extinguishing the sparks on the remaining leaves. Then she tilted her palm at a small angle, and the remaining leaves fell down.

She gathered her mind again and felt the breath of fire.

"lasting!"

At this time, the magma flowing around her was extremely slow, and the oil was almost exhausted. However, the fire in the forest a little further away was still strong, with clusters of flames rising among the tree crowns.

Terumi Mei's eyes moved slightly, as if she felt something.

If magma has the power to destroy everything instantly, then flame has the power to burn continuously. Although it is produced by magma, it facilitates the reproduction of burned objects and expands its territory wantonly.

A single spark can start a prairie fire, and the fire is endless!

Terumi Mei smiled slightly, raised her index finger slightly, summoning a bright flame, and put the five fingers of her other hand together, trying to penetrate it.

"invisible!"

The palm seemed to be nothing, and it penetrated straight through the flames, and five plump, small fingertips appeared on the other side. On the contrary, the part left in the flame heart deformed slightly, became larger and curved, and looked like part of a giant's hand.

Although the flame itself is quite hot, it does not create any hindrance.

She lowered her body and put her hand into the solidified magma on the ground. A familiar feeling emerged in her mind.

The slurry is similar to water with a temperature of thousands of degrees. It wraps the fingers and shuttles around the fingertips. The resistance is very obvious when inserted into it.

......

This time, Terumi Mei stayed for a long time, a whole day passed. The flames in the woods had basically been extinguished, and the dust had scattered and disappeared in the wind.

The cooled magma was bright gray in color and solidified about one meter thick on the surface. The lush forests became bare, and the tree trunks and some gravels showed a coke color, quietly bearing the pain of life.

The figure with brown hair and white robes still stood there, closing his eyes to feel the remaining breath of fire, and the eggshell-shaped blue shield around him was still bright.

In mid-air, Menma held a book between his fingers and sat on the Water Throne with a calm expression. Suddenly, the book in his hand shook slightly.

He slowly straightened up and floated towards Terumi Mei's direction.

The passing wind picked up the pages of the book placed on the throne, making a crisp "clatter" sound.

In Menma's perception, Terumi Mei's aura has been rising for a while, and now it has slowly stabilized, and she must be about to wake up.

"Buzz!"

As soon as Menma hit the ground, Terumi Mei also opened her eyes at the same time.

Their eyes met, the corners of their mouths slightly raised...

The temperature around the two of them began to rise sharply, reaching around 2000 degrees before gradually calming down.

Terumi Mei stretched out her right hand, and a cluster of flames danced in her palm. There seemed to be an invisible cyclone surrounding the flames, rotating clockwise at a moderate speed.

Every time it turns around, the flame becomes smaller by two points.

One lap, two laps, three laps...

One petal, two petals, three petals...

After five rounds, a five-petaled flower made of flames appeared in her palm, its petals stretched out in a shy and charming way.

"The most powerful flowers are given to the people you love the most."

The flower of fire was still spinning unsteadily, slowly floating up from Terumi Mei's hand and flying towards Menma.

Menma didn't refuse, he stretched out his right hand to catch the flower of fire, and carefully placed it on the back of his left hand.

The flames of the petals were slowly absorbed by the back of his hand, forming a pattern of a fiery red flower.

"I am honored, my most beautiful lady!"

Menma smiled softly and stretched out his left hand in an inviting gesture.

Terumi Mei's curled eyelashes trembled slightly, a charming smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and she gently placed her bare hand on Menma's palm.