Naruto system rampages in another world

The swirling wind was like ghost hands gently brushing over the skin, immediately adding a bit of a horror movie tone to the atmosphere on the rooftop.

The magatama was spinning, forming a phantom. Qin Hao's gaze was like a knife, piercing through the fat skin and piercing under his eyebrows.

At that position, a seed dyed scarlet was beating regularly, with slow frequency and weak amplitude. It really looked like a dying scene.

"Seed Core"

Qin Hao said silently in his heart: "I didn't expect that this kind of monster didn't die. Instead, it re-seeded. If I hadn't discovered it, it might be able to bloom and form monsters again one day, but... now that I've discovered it, , then you have to take advantage of me, Qin Hao."

"With it, my progress can be more than 10 times faster."

Qin Hao's heart was burning, so the eyes he looked at Zhang Lang became even more fiery, and. . . . .

Cold

"Is he still conscious?" Qin Hao's face was solemn, his eyes were filled with fierceness. He raised his finger and gently touched the center of Zhang Lang's eyebrows with his fingertips.

"Totally asleep"

Zhang Lang's tone was equally dull, as if he was talking about something that had nothing to do with him, and his face was so calm that it made people palpitate.

But Qin Hao doesn't think there is anything strange. This is the side effect of "blood refining". The stronger the will to resist at the beginning, once completely restrained in the end, the will and emotions that originally belonged to him will be deprived of him. The more, the less the human emotional part of life will be left in the end.

The simple and cryptic conversation was difficult for others to understand, but Qin Hao grinned: "Very good."

The voice was cold and indifferent, just like the biting cold wind seeping out of the Nine Netherworld, without a trace of heat.

puff

Blood splattered everywhere, and hot blood fell drop by drop.

Zhang Lang grunted in pain, clenched his palms tightly, and half-knelt on the ground, his whole body trembling, obviously suffering from some kind of heart-rending pain.

"what"

Zhang Lang's face was ferocious, he raised his head, blue veins popped out on his forehead, and a cold finger penetrated directly into the center of his eyebrows, as if it was going to stir up his skull, and blood dripped down his face along the fingers. , gradually filling the two empties, looking as ferocious as evil ghosts.

The seeds are rooted in the ground, and the roots can spread horribly, not to mention inside the head. The feeling of being torn apart is, without exaggeration, ten times as cruel as someone ripping your limbs off alive.

Qin Hao frowned, and the sand on his arms suddenly fell off. It fell to the ground and quickly piled up, like a slanting pillar. A ring was put on the top, and it suddenly wrapped around Zhang Lang's neck. , fixed tightly, preventing his head from moving at all.

It was as if the support on the operating table was fixed. Zhang Lang raised his head, saliva dripped from his mouth, and blood flowed across his face. However, the body below was trembling uncontrollably, shaking, and the palms of his hands had been scratched by himself. There was a constant sound of skin scraping on the ground.

Listening to that voice, the pupils of Hinata and others also trembled, and they felt like a cat's claws were scratching the tip of their hearts, and they couldn't help but feel hairy.

There was strong toxicity on the phalanges, so Qin Hao did not pop out the phalanges. He just used his fingers and sharp nails to pierce Zhang Lang's eyebrows, twitching inside, and grabbed a thumb nail. Cover size seeds.

With a slight hook of his fingers, he clamped the seeds like steel pliers. Then, Qin Hao's fingertips rotated slightly, and he could touch some blood vessels and bones around him. These are not important. What is important is that there are Very thin threads stuck to it like spider silk.

"seed silk"

Two words flashed in Qin Hao's mind, and he paused for a moment. He became more and more sure that if he hadn't discovered it today, that kind of monster might really be resurrected. Of course, when the time comes, he would merge into one with Zhang Lang, or just simply Once Zhang Lang's body grew, he couldn't tell for sure.

It was theoretically possible, but in practice, he didn't care at all.

A rustling sound suddenly sounded in the silent night, coming from Zhang Lang's head, and if someone could see through it at this time, they would be able to see the finger that was one centimeter between Zhang Lang's eyebrows, strangely It turned black, and something was crawling on it.

Like a precise operation, the black parasite followed Qin Hao's will, slowly crawling along the spider thread, inch by inch, and then swallowed up the seed silk inch by inch.

The seed silk is very tough, so the process is unexpectedly long. Zhang Lang knelt on the ground and was dyed into a bloody man. The sound of his whole body trembling and convulsing was vaguely replaced by another sound in his body. It came out from everywhere in his body.

Hinata Seichi's face turned a little pale. He could see countless black bugs crawling inside Zhang Lang's body, eating something crazily. The scene was like building an insect nest inside the other person's body, and he would Zhang Lang regarded it as food.

So, he looked at Qin Hao's dull and indifferent face, his eyes were filled with awe and a kind of crazy worship, just like his awe and worship of Hyuga Neji.

Qin Hao's eyes stared unblinkingly at Zhang Lang's eyes, which were filled with blood, a deep red, and the red and red golden light became lighter and lighter. . . . .

Suddenly, the golden light disappeared completely in the next moment

Zhang Lang's body shook violently, and he let out a shrill howl, and a sound like a baby crying.

The sound came high and went even faster. It stopped abruptly after a breath. It was like the sand lock around Zhang Lang's neck was untied and wrapped around Qin Hao's arm again, bringing a layer of blood to his arm.

Zhang Lang gasped for air, his body went limp, and he knelt on the ground. There was a finger between his eyebrows, and a black bug flew out from it, forming a black river and rushing towards Qin Hao. As soon as it touched his The cheeks seemed to form a black mask, squirming and quickly melting into his body.

Qin Hao's expression was dull, his eyes were shining with a ghostly light. He raised his hand and held a finger flat. There was a bright red seed on it. There were countless strange textures and veins on the surface of the seed, which were mysterious and complex, layered on top of each other. It seems to contain a newborn universe.

"Hehe" Qin Hao laughed excitedly. Then, he looked at the extremely weak Zhang Lang. After pondering for three seconds, he gently patted the other party's shoulder with his palm and said seriously: "Since you have brought something to this sect, It’s a great gift, so this sect shouldn’t be too stingy.”

Turning his palm over, two scarlet Sharingan eyes appeared in his palm. . . .

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