Myriad Realms:Dimensional Temple

Master ball filled with Ōtsutsuki agarwood.

After the will of the world took back the plug-in, it fell back to the third and fourth ranks with the filial son Itachi and Madara.

And, an ownerless Ten Tails body like Wooden Golem.

The commission is completed, just throw the Ōtsutsuki agarwood to the avatar of the salary king to burn the fire, and the rest will have to consider what to do with the filial son Itachi, Mr. Madara, and the body of Ten Tails

"This person, you should make your own decision, it will be inconvenient for us after all."

Qin threw the filial son Weasel in front of Erzhuzi. The matter between the brothers should not be resolved by the two of them.

Having personally contacted the man Dai Xiaozi Itachi, other people at the venue understood why Er Zhuzi didn't take him to the Dimensional Temple.

Like Runtu and Shisui, itachi with a filial son is the kind of scum in the world whose mind has been completely wattled and cannot be saved from "six seven seven".

Their souls are paranoid and distorted, and they only believe in what they believe, even if they have seen the trajectory of fate, it is difficult to change and correct their cognition.

Such a person entering the Dimensional Temple will only become stronger through the Temple, and then create more and more serious troubles.

According to Qin's principles, if the filial son Itachi was not Er Zhuzi's big brother, then she would have killed the filial son Itachi just now by the sword.

"Itachi, I thought you could still be saved, Izanami will make you repent."

"Phew... well, I really still have too high expectations for you."

Sasuke sighed deeply, looked at the filial son Itachi who was kneeling in front of him, and said in a trembling voice.

He will no longer call this man a big brother, nor will he recognize his identity as a Uchiha tribe.

In a sense, the Uchiha clan is really the worst clan.

But the worst thing is pointing at his own clansmen, each one is more frenzied than the other.

"Sasuke, you still don't understand me..."

"That's enough, just keep your mouth shut."

Itachi wanted to persuade Sasuke with his own ideas, but Sasuke didn't bother to listen to his nonsense, so he kicked him over.

"Put away your poor self-confidence that comes from the so-called genius. You are just a clown living in your own world."

"The opportunity has been given to you twice, and there will be no third time."

Sasuke stepped on Itachi's chest, and in his trembling right hand, a Chakra sword burning with black Amaterasu flames condensed.

Hei Yan drew an arc and cut off the neck of the filial son Itachi.

The last line of sight is the turning blue sky and black flames.

Until the last moment of his life, the filial son Itachi still had no regrets.

The soul can go to the pure land, which is the last kindness Sasuke can give him.

Sasuke left the scene in a daze, and good friend Naruto put away the body of Ten Tails and dared to follow closely.

Next, let other people deal with Mr. Madara's problem.

"Hmph, if you want to kill or cut, it's up to you. I, Uchiha Madara, don't think I will frown."

Although Uncle Madara has a miserable image, his toughness has not diminished in the slightest.

Uchiha Madara, never a slave.

"Stupid hedgehog head, if my partner and I wanted to kill you, you would have already been buried in the endless abyss.

Little Amy brushed her left eye with her hand and said mockingly.

"Miss means that there is no need to kill the poor old man who has been deceived for most of his life."

Oz translated.

"What's the meaning?"

"You bird, what do you mean I have been cheated for most of my life?"

Uncle Madara was a little excited and questioned Oz.

"Tsk tsk, Uchiha Madara, this is a poor guy, ask your good partner, what is his real identity, and what is his purpose."

Aizen shook his head and smacked his lips, throwing the master ball filled with Ōtsutsuki agarwood to Madara's eyes.

"Black Zetsu, tell me, what do these people mean?"

Grandpa Madara grabbed the master ball and shook it vigorously a few times.

He had a bad premonition, quite a bad premonition.

"What else can it mean? It's all fake."

"I am not the incarnation of your will, I have tampered with the words on the stele, and I have provoked the struggle between Indra and Ashura for thousands of years in the ninja world.

"You are the host body that I chose to finally carry out the plan, to revive my mother..."

Anyway, he couldn't run away anymore, Black Zetsu smashed the can, and revealed all the truth.

It also mocked the conceit and stupidity of Mr. Madara, as well as the stories he had to tell about the reincarnation of his two brothers, Senju Hashirama.

"Black Zetsu, Black Network...

Uncle Madara's hedgehog head exploded, and he gritted his teeth and knocked out several teeth that were still screaming in his mouth.

If it weren't for the strong master ball produced by Dimensional Temple, I'm afraid it would be crushed by Madara.

As arrogant as Uncle Madara, his mentality is real at this moment, completely exploded.

His life, from beginning to end, is under the arrangement and calculation of others.

Arrogance and conceit blinded his eyes, making him think that everything in this ninja world is under control.

In the end, the clown was myself.

"A real strong person will never be so blindly conceited that he thinks that everything in the world is under his control, and he doesn't bother to play tricks and schemes to hurt others.

"Stop deceiving yourself and others, face up to your inner loneliness and weakness, and you can truly stand up. 17

"Also, this is the time of the young, Uchiha Madara, the remnants of your time deserve to step into the background."

"Think about it, if you figure it out, you can go to Konoha to find Naruto and Sasuke, join 0.1 of us, and see the reality of the heavens and worlds.

Seeing that they are all big bosses in the sea of ​​dead flames, Aizen gave a few words of enlightenment at the end, which can be regarded as bringing a summary of his past.

After finishing speaking, he stepped into the space gate with the others and returned to the Dimensional Temple.

Uncle Madara sat on the spot in a daze, a series of blows made his mind into extreme entanglement.

Until the sky was covered with dark clouds, and after a loud thunder, bean-sized raindrops fell on him, and he came back to his senses.

After a while, the drenched Madara stood up from the muddy ground, walked aimlessly in the direction he was facing with his eyes blank.

The back view really looks like an old man who is dying. .