"So, Deidara, I also want to have an ultimate art show!"

The white mask was taken aback for a moment, and then he remembered something: "What on earth do you want to do, are you crazy?"

He once wanted to break free from Didara's shackles, but unexpectedly, Didara used clay to fit his body as closely as possible.

And he had lost a lot of strength in the previous battle with Xiaonan.

At this time, Didara looked at him deeply.

"White Mask, you look very similar to a person I knew before, but he is a little more optimistic than you, he is a good junior..."

"It's a pity, that guy should have died under my ultimate art."

Didara shook his head slightly, a look of melancholy flashed across his face, as if he was missing his junior.

Hearing this, White Mask gave a wry smile helplessly, not knowing what to say.

However, Didara did not notice the abnormality of the white mask.

"call..."

Seeing his body slowly turning black, Didara let out a heavy breath.

"This trick is finally ready."

After speaking, Didara's body was sucked into a small black ball. From the outside, there was nothing strange about it.

It's just that this small ball has human facial features.

Then, the black ball became smaller and smaller, as if it was being compressed.

The white mask secretly said: "It's not good."

He knows this kind of ninjutsu better than anyone else. Although the power is not as powerful as the 8000 billion detonating charms released by Xiaonan just now, it is probably not much worse.

As for the junior Didara just mentioned, it is actually the white mask.

That was still the white mask, and it was time to enter the Akatsuki organization under the pseudonym A Fei.

It seems that he was following behind him, taking a mouthful of Senior Didala one by one, making Didara addicted to it.

At this time, the black ball suddenly "chucked", like the sound of breaking glass, cracked many small fine lines, revealing the white aura inside.

Didara's voice also came out of the ball.

"(should be yelling at) art, (crying hazida) is a blast!"

This is a crazy voice, this is the voice that is not afraid of death.

This is an art exclusive to Didala, something only Didala can do.

The ball exploded with a bang.

The white light shot straight into the sky, and not long after the sea stopped, it shook again.

White Mask just wanted to escape from this place quickly.

"What day is it today, why are they all here to blow me up?"

"That's all. Fortunately, I have a wall of Sharingan. It doesn't matter if I change another one. At most, it's just a little troublesome."

After all, for the Uchiha clan, things like changing eyes are as normal as eating and drinking.

"Boom!" The shape of the explosion resembled a Patrick.

Dancing on this sea.

Xiao Nan was blown away tens of meters by the airflow generated by the explosion.

And the pile of Uchiha Itachi who was about to succeed in the dirty soil was directly blown away and turned into dirty soil again.

Uchiha Itachi's filthy fragments, just want to say: "Didara, are you polite, at least let me reincarnate successfully."

Not long after the bombing, Didara returned to his original state because he was the reincarnation of the dirt.

"Well, I was ready to die, but I didn't expect to be resurrected again. Tch, reincarnation is really not fun, and my ultimate art is not so beautiful."

Didara muttered softly.

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