The Undying Golden Body of Naruto

At some point, the wind in the air gradually became more rapid, faintly mixed with a bit of inadvertent coldness.

Above, clouds covered the sky, and Uzumaki Wudao calmly watched the fierce battle that was about to break out below.

"here we go!"

laugh!

His whisper faded, but his eyes suddenly moved and landed on the top of a very tall tree among the sea of ​​trees below.

There, a strange green color was rising, and then a figure in black and white was revealed, wrapped in broad branches and leaves, looking up at the sky with faint eyes.

"Hmph! Akatsuki!"

Looking at this figure, Uzumaki Wudao smiled coldly and quickly fell down.

"Uzumaki No Way!"

Below, a hoarse, low voice sounded from within Ze's body.

"His time is really leisurely! He is actually interested in observing these genin brats!"

Another voice responded from the white body.

"It seems that it's not just Ahi and Orochimaru! Uzumaki Mudao also has a peep at Uchiha's last Sharingan!"

"Maybe! Since he has a way to use one Sharingan to that extent! Wouldn't he change the other eye!?"

"What a horrible guy!"

"That's right! An existence that transcends all expectations!"

. .

"Akatsuki! Zetsu!"

rustle!

For a moment, Uzumaki Wudao landed aside indifferently and said in a low voice.

"Huh!? Do we actually still exist in your memory!?"

Jue's figure moved and whispered in surprise.

"It's not important! Why are you here!?"

Uzumaki Wudao frowned slightly.

"My existence is to collect all useful information for Akatsuki and to contact members of the organization!"

Zeu waved his hand and continued: "Just as a mission to enter the organization, you should now deal with Orochimaru and retrieve the Ring of the Sky from there!"

"Hmph! This task is simple! But before that, I hope to understand one thing!"

"Oh!? What's going on!?"

"The potential of the Sharingan!"

Uzumaki Mudao said, subconsciously tapping his left eye with his finger, and said calmly: "I gain and lose all from one Sharingan. Although I may not be interested in other Sharingan, Orochimaru has a way. Develop it! As long as I understand all the mysteries of the Sharingan, then I have the possibility of recovering all the memories! Just get back the ring!"

Looking for the power of the past? This guy really goes to great lengths!

"Hmph! It's a pity that Orochimaru got the Sharingan just for power! After all, he was once humiliatingly defeated by Uchiha's power!"

Jueleng smiled coldly, and his figure slowly squirmed towards the branches at his feet, saying: "This is a shame that the proud man cannot bear, and he betrayed the organization at all costs! Looking for the power to compete with Itachi!"

"This is his business!"

"Orochimaru is not that easy to get along with, he is a dangerous guy!"

"Is it dangerous!?"

The corner of Uzumaki Wudao's mouth curled up coldly when he heard this, and then he stopped his feet. As a faint golden luster flashed, his body rose straight into the sky and sank into the sky again.

"Hmm! Even though the Sharingan and the memory were banned by Shisui's ultimate illusion, the aura still hasn't changed at all!"

Staring at the latter's figure, Hei Jue whispered to himself in a low voice.

"A Fei's decision is really dangerous!"

"Maybe! But at least at this moment he no longer has the ability to stop the 'Eye of the Moon' plan! He cannot be allowed to regain the power of the Sharingan before the final moment comes!"

"Hmph! That disgusting guy shouldn't be so kind!"

"No matter what! Go tell A Fei first!"

rustle.

With constant whispers, the figure finally completely disappeared from the top of the tree canopy.

. .

At the same time, in the dark cave in the northern land.

"Ahem. Ahem."

"Damn it! The power of Mu Dun can't be suppressed anymore! Senju Hashirama. It's really underestimated!"

There was a dead silence in the deep corridor, only the hoarse sound of pain came from the darkest room.

"Lord Orochimaru! Please decide as soon as possible! The wood escape has penetrated into the blood of the whole body! If it is not dealt with in time, then."

In the room, Kabuto stood calmly in front of a complex instrument, with a hint of worry in his eyes.

"what!!!"

Suddenly, from the depths of darkness directly above that were invisible to the naked eye, Orochimaru's uncontrollable howl of pain suddenly came out.

Tsk tsk. . Tsk tsk. .

Immediately afterwards, strange and subtle sounds continued to sound, and the room was suddenly filled with a faint smell of blood.

"Lord Orochimaru!!! You."

Kabuto's expression suddenly changed, but then he seemed to have seen something terrifying, and his voice suddenly stopped.

In the darkness, a branch with a faint green luster slowly stretched out, and then, there seemed to be a tree of life extending continuously, with lush branches swimming out like a group of snakes.

"Is this...could it be..."

Kabuto's eyes slowly widened and he said in disbelief.

"pocket!"

At this time, as the branches extended, a slightly staggering figure came out.

Orochimaru's pale face was filled with a subtle green sheen, his arms were missing, and the wounds were as lifeless as cracked wood grain. What was even more terrifying was that the latter's upper body was ****, and his entire chest was Ferocious cracks continued to spread, and a vague human face twisted slightly and was imprinted on the heart.

"This is. Wooden!"

"The Wood Release has completely exploded! Without the suppression of the Sharingan, the power of the first generation is more terrifying than imagined!"

Orochimaru struggled to raise his head, the corners of his chapped mouth deepening, but his eyes remained as gloomy and cold as ever.

"Kimimaro hasn't come back yet!?"

"indeed!"

"So. Are the backup candidates ready!?"

"Yes!"

"very good!"

As the latter spoke, he raised his head suddenly, and immediately, a pale figure rushed out of his mouth and rushed out of the door like a bolt of lightning. And as Bai Ying left the body, Orochimaru's entire body suddenly stiffened, forming a wooden sculpture without any life.

"Phew! What a pity!"

Kabuto stared at the stagnant branches, exhaled a deep breath, and whispered lightly.

. .

Dim. . Suddenly it became bright.

After breaking out of the jungle, a vast green grassland came into view.

Kimimaro was in mid-air, raising his head slightly, staring blankly at the sky. There was a blue sky with no white clouds at all, as pure and vast as the sea.

Looking down, at the end of the grassland, two huge stone statues stood vaguely, relatively silent.

"The Valley of the End! This is the border of the Land of Fire! Lord Orochimaru! Please wait a moment!"

He whispered slightly, turned his palm, lifted the barrel hard, and moved forward again.

"Leave!!!"

Suddenly, an angry hissing sounded, and then, the wind blew violently from the jungle behind, and a figure arrived instantly.

Sharp, sharp and full of wildness and violence.

"Those guys... damn it! They can't even stop Konoha's brats!"

Kimimaro sighed deeply, but murderous intent gradually rose in his cold eyes.

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