Naruto system rampages in another world

The black earth and red blood gathered into a river, spreading from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain, like a monster opening countless hands to grasp the entire mountain.

Along the way are countless tall towers, varying in height. Some are no more than ten feet short, while others are as tall as the clouds. There are vertical eyes on the top of the towers. In the scarlet pupils, the reflections of black or white windmills are slowly turning. Just like the color of the tower itself, it is either black or white.

And in the opposite place between the black and white towers, there is a long twisted belt, which is a gray mist. There seem to be many towers standing vaguely inside, but they are not vertical eyes, but horizontal ones, and there are also eyes in the pupils. There is no reflection of the windmill, instead there is a void, giving people a feeling of steely coldness.

The tower is surrounded by energy that is constantly annihilating, and the tidal fluctuations cause the surrounding space to constantly collapse and reorganize, over and over again, full of a strange and dangerous feeling.

Walking from the foot of the mountain to the mountain, there are countless corpses strewn all the way. Each corpse exudes a terrifying aura, either sacred, evil, or monster. Everyone's eyes are staring at the top of the mountain. Altar, die with eyes open.

Qin Hao looked at the corpses at his feet, feeling a strange feeling in his heart, but for some reason, he raised his head and looked towards the top of the mountain.

There is a moon hanging in the sky, strangely like an image that has not been rendered. The three colors of black, red, and white are intertwined and intertwined, making the moon look like a deformed monster.

Suddenly, a sandstorm rolled up from the ground, and countless sand bit Qin Hao head-on as if consciously. Qin Hao was shocked to see that it was a monster made of sand, with an earth-yellow tail hanging behind it.

"Keeping the crane with one tail"

Qin Hao looked confused and said.

"Humph." A cold snort came out, a giant snake sprang out from the ground, and a figure jumped high from behind Qin Hao. The long hair on the shawl moved freely without wind. The kimono was slightly loose on the body, but it gave people a She has a bohemian feel, but with the cut cheeks and snake-like golden vertical pupils, her temperament has suddenly changed, turning into cold and evil.

"Orochimaru."

The moment Qin Hao spoke, Orochimaru was already fighting with Shukaku, and the dazzling ninjutsu and the wind and sand in the sky were constantly colliding in the air.

Qin Hao paused for a moment, then continued to walk forward, and closely behind him were 12 people wearing bamboo hats with wind chimes on their heads, and wearing black windbreakers embroidered with red clouds. They could be seen as they walked and swayed. They each wear a ring with their own code name on their finger, their nails are painted with black nail polish, there is a scratch on their forehead protector, and they all exude a heart-stopping aura.

Without saying a word, they walked quickly in silence, and everyone's steps seemed to have been measured uniformly. Qin Hao led the way, and from time to time a figure would jump out from behind and fight with the enemies blocking the front.

There seems to be no concept of time in this world. The sky has an eternal color, and the air is filled with the smell of blood and decay. Apart from the sounds of fighting and the collision of energy, there is lifelessness everywhere.

The last calm before the storm.

The mountain is very high, but no matter how high the mountain is, you can always reach the top. Qin Hao looked back and saw that he was the only one left. He stood on the top of the mountain and looked down. As far as the eye could see, there were turbulent currents of energy intertwining in the air. Some huge figures and some people who looked as small as ants were fighting against each other.

All that's left are corpses, and corpses, endless corpses.

"It's a bit deserted." A strange thought came to Qin Hao's mind. He withdrew his gaze and looked towards the altar on the top of the mountain.

The circular altar, with countless complicated patterns, occupies the entire mountain top. Countless figures stand motionless around the altar as if they are frozen. The old man with immortal spirit, the majestic emperor of the world, the unparalleled domineering one. The god of war in the world, the most bizarre counselor, the sect's genius, the hero of the world. .All are frozen.

Fixed in this picture by a powerful and irresistible force, it seems to be alive, but more like death.

"Heavenly Court"

Qin Hao was talking to himself, and suddenly two rays of light shot out from his eyes. His slightly confused eyes seemed to have remembered something. He suddenly raised his head, licked his dry lips, and laughed wildly.

"You came."

"You came."

Two different voices converged into one voice, cold, ruthless, and indifferent, but strangely filled with an extremely suppressed excitement, which felt like being immersed in magma at the bottom of a volcano for millions of years.

"I am coming"

Qin Hao opened his mouth, his voice was hoarse, there were only three words, but he revealed a kind of ubiquitous domineering and arrogant tyranny, just like an emperor who conquered the world, once again set foot on a strange land, bringing conquest and war ; It was as if the only true god in the universe was facing another false god, bringing salvation and death; as if Qin Hao finally saw his. .

The black and white Sharingan looks directly at the center of the altar, where there is a lonely throne, symbolizing the supreme power and the throne that controls all the fate of the world.

On both sides of the throne, one on the left and one on the right, stood two men with faces similar to Qin Hao's. They had a pair of scarlet Sharingan eyes and black magatama exuding infinite evil. A pair of black and white eyes were indifferent. Human beings are looking at Qin Hao together.

The three of them are the only three living beings who can move on this altar. At this moment, the eyes of these three finally meet in the sky, countless spaces begin to collapse, and the three colors of the moon in the sky begin to dissipate, revealing a kind of beauty that has never been seen before in the world. The colors that have appeared are mysterious, wild and eternal.

It's like the light that created the world, and it's like the light that ends everything.

The three people walked towards the throne together indifferently, their bodies slowly getting closer, pulling each other, and gradually began to merge into one.

"I am back"

A voice that had never been heard suddenly sounded slowly. A man turned around and sat high on the throne. He looked at the people around him as if he were looking down, and the corners of his mouth curled up with a contemptuous arc.

Time began to flow, and everything in the world began to move again. The man gently raised his hand, and a black hole formed in his palm, and he pressed it downwards.

"Brother, don't."

A familiar voice, carrying panic, reluctance, endless pain and despair, reached the man's ears. The man paused, frowned, and then shouted angrily: "Noisy!"

The big hand was like a hand holding up the sky, pressing down hard. .

Qin Hao opened his eyes suddenly, and his vest was covered with dense cold sweat. He sat up and said, "Is this a dream? Why do I feel such palpitations?"

Qin Hao wiped the cold sweat from his head. He didn't notice that a strange light flashed between his eyebrows.

Pushing open the window and looking at the already lit sky outside, Qin Hao's face was gloomy and he disappeared on the spot.

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