After taking over the snake uncle's foundation, Sasuke came to surrender on his own initiative.

"boom!!!"

Akido Choza, with a big "food" printed on his chest and a body as big as a mountain, leaped up and dropped his elbows onto the two heads of the giant snake.

"hiss--"

The giant snake let out a hissing sound that could send chills down one's spine, and the enormous force caused its huge body to be completely smashed to the ground.

"Die!"

Akimichi Chouza looked excited. It seemed that he was having a great time beating this sandbag of the same size.

The savage fight between the man and the beast was completely different from the fight between ordinary ninjas. As teammates, Yamanaka Inoichi and Nara Shikaku cooperated with Akimichi Choza, each performing their own secret techniques to try to control the movements of the three-headed snake.

In the viewing garden not far away, a unique meeting is taking place.

A tall man with waist-length white hair stood proudly.

He had a huge dark red scroll on his back, and his face was a bit rough. There were two red marks under his eyes, and he was wearing a red coat with a brown undershirt underneath, and large wooden shoes on his feet.

"Huh... Fortunately, the third coffin was not summoned..."

Interrupting Kabuto's spellcasting, Jiraiya breathed a sigh of relief, but his expression did not seem much relaxed.

His eyes swept across the tops of the two upright coffins, and then he quickly glanced at the coffin that was only half exposed above the ground. His pupils contracted unnaturally.

The three coffins are all dark yellow in color, with the words "First", "Second" and "Fourth" written on the upper half of the coffin lids.

At this point, with Jiraiya's intelligence, it was not difficult for him to guess who these three Impure World Reincarnations were.

Feeling the familiar breath that was intercepted halfway, a trace of relief flashed in his eyes, "Fortunately, he didn't let Minato's psychic come out..."

Only he, the teacher, knew clearly how much pressure a ninja would feel when facing the yellow flash. He traveled to many places alone, and finally swept across the three major countries and won the victory for Konoha. The reputation of Konoha's fourth generation Hokage no longer needed to be proven to anyone.

But then, Jiraiya's eyes flashed with confusion again, "Logically speaking, Minato's soul has been sealed by the God of Death. According to what the teacher said, even if it is the Impure World Reincarnation, there is no way to summon him out again..."

Then, his expression changed slightly, and he murmured in surprise, "Could it be... that Orochimaru made some kind of deal with the God of Death?"

Although Orochimaru did not show up, no one else in the entire Konoha Village knew the forbidden technique of "Immortal Reincarnation" except Orochimaru.

Therefore, the identities of Kabuto and his group of Sound Ninjas are naturally self-evident.

And given how much Jiraiya knows about Orochimaru, whether it is the deal with the God of Death or this invasion of Konoha, it really seems like something he can do.

Zhiqa~~

The two dark yellow coffin lids slowly fell off and finally crashed to the ground.

A cloud of dust was raised.

"Hehe..." Behind the coffin, Dou smiled coldly and slowly retreated to the woods behind. Just looking at the two coffins in front of him, he had an undisguised look of pride in his eyes and a sense of accomplishment on his face.

He seemed very satisfied with this masterpiece.

But Jiraiya didn't have time to pay attention to this "trash" Dou at this moment. When the dust settled, he stared at the two figures that slowly became clear in his sight, and his expression became stern, "As expected..."

The two figures looked full of historical sense, wearing black tight ninja uniforms, with old-style armor on their shoulders, chests and waists, and Konoha ninja forehead protectors on their heads.

It was the First Hokage, Hashirama Senju, and the Second Hokage, Tobirama Senju, the Senju brothers who personally ended the Warring States Period!

This scene made Nara Shikaku and Yamanaka Inoichi, who had been watching the situation not far away, look very different. They looked at each other, and suddenly a wave of intense emotions rose in their hearts. "These two... could it be..."

Click——click——

Dust and gravel fell down with a rustling sound.

Two earth-colored figures with cracks all over their bodies moved their heads stiffly, and a glimmer of light gradually appeared in their dead eye sockets.

Coincidentally, their eyes fell on Jiraiya standing opposite them.

A hint of doubt flashed in Hashirama's eyes, "You are..."

Tobirama quickly glanced at the "Oil" forehead protector on Jiraiya's forehead and frowned. In his time, he had never heard of a village using the "Oil" character as a ninja village logo.

He couldn't help but speak in a deep voice. "Hey! The one with white hair, which village are you from?"

Hearing this, Hashirama subconsciously glanced at his brother and muttered, "You're still talking about others... Didn't I also inherit my mother's white fur...?"

"Hmm?" Tobirama's eyes turned cold, and he used his peripheral vision to warn Hashirama beside him. "Are you looking for death!?"

"Hey! It's okay, just continue." Hashirama quickly laughed.

When Jiraiya heard Tobirama's dignified question, his head shrank, and his cynical temperament instantly disappeared. He lowered his head in an instant, and a trace of embarrassment surged on his face, and he hurriedly explained. "Second-generation sir, I am a Konoha ninja, a disciple of Sarutobi sensei."

"Sarutobi's disciple?"

"Sarutobi..."

The Senju brothers were both startled at the same time, and a trace of emotion flashed across their faces. Hashirama even sighed, "Sarutobi's disciples have grown up so much..."

But Tobirama reacted quickly.

He folded his arms, frowned, and exuded a huge aura. "Then why don't you wear the Konoha Village forehead protector?" As he spoke, Tobirama looked at Jiraiya with a cold look, and asked in a cold voice, "Did you betray Konoha!?"

"Gulu..."

Jiraiya was so scared that he swallowed his saliva, looked embarrassed, and stammered. "This... is because I often go out to collect intelligence, and I do this to hide my identity..."

"Ah...I see." Tobirama's expression relaxed.

"By the way, what's the current situation in Konoha? Why doesn't the little monkey come out to see us?" Seeing that Tobirama stopped talking, Hashirama dared to speak and asked the doubts in his heart.

Jiraiya looked at Hashirama, and a hint of respect suddenly appeared on his nervous face. He bowed his head slightly, "The current situation of Konoha... is not optimistic. The teacher is fighting with the leader of the invaders."

"Intruder!?"

Jiraiya nodded solemnly, "Yes, the invaders are from the Sound Village, and according to the Anbu..."

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by a cold voice. "A few old guys...actually started chatting..."

Hashirama and Tobirama frowned and turned their heads to look behind them unhappily. Deep in the viewing garden, between the shadows of the trees, a slender white figure could be vaguely seen.

"It's really interesting to be controlled by the technique I developed myself... Let's start fighting, I'm waiting to see a good show..." Kabuto grinned, then formed seals with his hands and remotely controlled the ritual kunai hanging on the two corpses of the Impure World Reincarnation into the backs of the First and Second Generation.

"Well......"

The two men's bodies shook, and then they quickly lost consciousness. Their eyes returned to their dark color again, and only endless deathly silence remained.

Jiraiya's face turned stern, and he glared at Kabuto, "How dare you desecrate the dead!"

It was quiet for a moment.

From far away, a disdainful sneer came from the depths of the garden.

"So what? Didn't the person who developed this technique consider the issue of desecrating the dead? You should question the Second Hokage of Konoha instead of being furious at the incompetence of an outsider like me."

ka ka ka-

Jiraiya clenched his fists until they made a creaking sound. The two red marks at the corners of his eyes twisted instantly, and he shouted ferociously, "How dare you slander the Second Generation? You are courting death!"