Naruto system rampages in another world

The flame curled, and under the huge shadow, Qin Hao stretched out his hand and reached forward. The muscles on his arm were squirming like waves.

The surrounding air suddenly became distorted, shaking like an entity.

Compared to the rune puppet, Qin Hao's palms were like ants standing at the feet of giants, but strangely, in the eyes of the old man, his palms seemed to become bigger and wider all of a sudden. A feeling of being blocked out from the sky appeared in his heart inexplicably.

嗡

Cracks appeared in the air, and the next moment, the huge rune puppet suddenly stagnated.

The old man's face was slightly startled, and then his pupils shrank sharply.

Thick white smoke silently emitted from the rune puppet's shoulder, and the entire metal arm was like a rusty iron sheet, dry and cracked into powder and scattered in the air.

In a simple competition of brute strength, the rune puppet was no match for Qin Hao.

Without the control of a puppet master like the Red Sand Scorpion, a simple rune puppet was still a little too sluggish when facing Qin Hao.

Qin Hao moved, and a series of explosions exploded in the air. Countless black afterimages circled the rune puppet, looking like a black chain binding the rune puppet.

"How can you be so strong?"

There was a hint of doubt in the old man's eyes. This was more than twice as powerful as the message Nalandu gave him.

He still doesn't know what Nalandu has done. The entire city of Luo'an is burning and in chaos. The men he sent out have lost contact. They finally found their target, but they found it. . . .

"Damn"

The old man's eyelids twitched as he watched Qin Hao dismantle a rune puppet into pieces as if disassembling its parts.

"The passage of ten directions"

There was a gaping hole between his eyebrows, and a white rune that looked like a book spun and fell into his palm.

A bit of white light bloomed from the palm of his hand. It was about the size of a firefly at first, then slowly expanded, became bigger and brighter, and became as big as a basketball.

As the light ball expanded, traces of ancient aura emitted from the light ball, and a rotten and dilapidated aura came out from inside.

As the breath passed by, the swing of the flames around the light ball gradually weakened, but the dust floating in the air lay quietly in the air, as if time slowed down in an instant.

嗤

In an instant, a pure white arm emerged from the light ball, with countless finger-thick folds on it, giving people a sense of vicissitudes of time.

The arm seemed to be boundless, stretching out from the light ball. The palm was only the size of an ordinary person, and it was slowly opening, facing Qin Hao's eyes.

Among the scarlet pupils, three black magatama and one white magatama, no ripples can be seen in the faint rotation.

Qin Hao's face was expressionless, and he jumped lightly, stepped on the head of a rune puppet, and exerted force with his feet. His whole body was like a knife, splitting the rune puppet in two.

嘭

Smoke and dust flew everywhere, and the surrounding flames were extinguished. Qin Hao stood unscathed in the center of the smoke.

"This breath... is time passing?" Qin Hao murmured, feeling the inexplicably familiar breath, but he did not take action immediately, but quietly recalled where he had met before.

"Such an ancient, stale atmosphere." Qin Hao's eyes flashed, and he remembered that it was the altar and the strange black coffin.

Although the breath in front of me is like fireflies and bright moon, but. . . .The disgusting feeling is exactly the same.

"Damn you"

Qin Hao's eyes suddenly showed an extreme disgust, as well as a naked and strong murderous intention.

Of course he knew that the old guy in front of him could not have anything to do with the black coffin, but. . . .Still deserve to die

A terrifying aura burst out from Qin Hao's body, and a shapeless black mist spurted out from behind him, turning into tentacles in mid-air on the ground, madly repelling all auras and substances.

For an instant, Qin Hao's surroundings seemed to be completely occupied by black liquid material. As soon as he stepped down, his whole body seemed to have stepped out of a black oil painting, and countless black slimes were tugging at his back.

"The ten directions are passing by, and life is decaying."

The old man squinted his eyes and looked at Qin Hao's actions, with a disdainful smile on his lips, as if he was laughing at Qin Hao's overestimation of his abilities or seeking his own death.

Qin Hao could feel that the flow around him was getting faster and faster, and a blurry scene was changing rapidly in front of his eyes.

As if stepping into the long river of time, the flowers withered, the green leaves withered, and the young people grew old. . . .

Time was distorted and accelerated between the two of them. Every time Qin Hao took a step forward, decades of life seemed to be passing away.

Until that white, old and disgusting hand was smashed to pieces by his punch.

In an instant, all the black tentacles that surged out danced wildly, turning into spikes that penetrated the white arm like lightning.

The palm was torn open, and the long arm was cut smoothly from the middle. A black line passed straight past, and countless mucus swallowed the two white arms behind him.

"This is impossible"

With a sudden scream, the old man looked at Qin Hao, who was unharmed, in shock. He was clearly hit, but there was no sign of age on Qin Hao's face. The opponent's blood was as strong as a volcano, and he was breathing heavily. The breath he exhaled was like bullets punching countless holes in the ground.

"you...."

Iron-like fingers clasped around his neck, suppressing his questions in his throat.

bang

A violent black explosion slowly shook out along with a circle of ripples.

The terrifying air waves caused the flames everywhere to be extinguished suddenly, and the dust in the air fell to the ground again. What is even more strange is that the place where this ripple swept, the charred ground, and the dilapidated walls seemed to have gone through countless times. Over time, it gradually weathered into some dry dregs.

As for the old guy whose throat he was holding tightly, countless wrinkles quickly appeared on his face, and dry cracks appeared layer by layer. His entire face was like withered old bark, still being burned in the fire. However, it was too horrible to look at and looked like a ferocious evil ghost.

Qin Hao exerted a little force, and the other party's body turned into a puddle of black ashes, which slipped from his fingers to the ground and piled up in a puddle.

"Is it time?"

Qin Hao stomped on the ground hard, causing ashes to spill out. He said ferociously: "This thing has no meaning to me... Hehehe, hehehehe..."

There was no joy or sorrow in his laughter, it had a chilling feeling, and on the retina, a line of writing was so dazzling and conspicuous. . . .

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