Boom!!

Without any resistance, the figure of Jilai was suddenly thrown away. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 Suddenly, the cracking sound spread out in the jungle, and immediately, a figure fell to the ground in embarrassment.

"It's really embarrassing, I was easily hit by the little ghost!"

Jiraiya whispered with an ugly face and struggled to sit up.

Trample!

However, the soles of the feet came into view suddenly.

"What!?"

He exclaimed in a low voice, his body trying to stand up and retreat, his eyes fixed on the whirlpool in front of him.

"Won't you give up!?

Vortex Wudao whispered softly, and said with an indifferent expression.

"Hmph, how can you give up so easily as a third ninja!"

Hearing this, he smiled faintly, and his palms clenched again.

"That's it. Then let's make Konoha feel some pain again!"

The whirlpool said without a way, and the place in the sky once again remembered the continuous whistling sound like a torrential rain, and it was dim. Instantaneous.

"That thing. Again!?"

Jiraiya slowly raised his head, staring at the shadows that instantly spread in the sky, however, this time he didn't have the slightest nervousness, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a sneer.

"Do it, old lady!"

Suddenly, he whispered.

"Wow~wow. ”

"Wow~Wow~"

As his words landed, a loud frog chirp abruptly spread over the latter's shoulder.

Suddenly, the disorder of the Yuan Qi between heaven and earth became more obvious, and the void even faintly had a distorted meaning.

Airplanes!!!

Standing in front of Jiraiya, the whirlpool is the first to bear the brunt. A slight dizziness occurred in his mind.

Immediately, the world around him rippled like water waves. blurs the entire horizon.

"Well!?illusion!?"

The next moment, Uzumaki Wudao suddenly opened his eyes. stared coldly in front of him.

In this area, almost all the top and bottom of the four directions were filled with darkness, except for a faint layer of light in front of him. It was like a barrier-like light shield that enveloped Zhou up and down, leaving no room for movement.

And in the outside world.

The long thorns of steel, like a dark cloud, stopped above Jiraiya's head, and then 'slammed' into a large chakra smoke screen and dissipated, and the huge steel Buddha statue in the distance also crumbled. 'Rumble' leaned down.

"His ninjutsu dissipated, it seems. The illusion has worked!"

Looking at this scene, Jiraiya sneered in a low voice, and five light blue chakra flames suddenly ignited between his palms, and slammed into the latter's abdomen.

"That's it. The only hidden danger that will arise is gone!"

After doing all this, the top of Jiraiya's complexion eased, and a trace of fatigue appeared.

"Little Jiraiya! Hurry up and deal with him! Our illusion has already failed!"

However, at this time, the deep seat immortal above the latter's shoulder exclaimed nervously, as if sensing something unbelievable.

"How is it possible! This little ghost's spiritual power has actually reached such a level!"

The Shima Immortal on the other side also widened his eyes in shock.

。。

Dark world. Empty and ethereal, it exists as eternally as the eternal universe.

However, at this moment, this dark world is faintly turbulent, as if it is stepping into the abyss of destruction.

A golden shadow with an indiscernible face stood in the center, constantly swinging its fists furiously and bombarding the barrier that bound its body.

Click.

With the constant hitting of the figure. A crack was born around the barrier, and it was already on the edge.

"What!?Is this guy able to break free from the shackles of the frog's!?"

With the anxious voices of the two immortals on his shoulders, Jiraiya's expression was also slightly stunned. Surprised.

But then, without the slightest hesitation, he pulled out a shuriken from the backpack behind his back. Lightning stabbed at the swirling forehead.

Laugh at!!!

The sharp shuriken was pointed at the latter's forehead almost instantly, but. That's all!

A subtle touch of gold illuminates with tenacity. Immediately, it slowly spread like water from the center of the swirling brow, enveloping all parts of his body.

Golden. Brilliant and cold.

Airplanes!

The next moment, Uzumaki Wudao's eyes suddenly opened, and his expression was cold and indifferent.

At this moment, his left eye was also infected with a layer of gold-like luster, and the strange magatama graphic shimmered with an abyss-like color.

"This illusion. Not bad!"

Uzumaki Wudao whispered softly, his expression indifferent.

In an instant, Miaomu Mountain's illusion almost sealed his consciousness, if it weren't for the fact that his spiritual power far exceeded the bearing capacity of the two toad immortals, then at this moment, he was already in a dangerous situation.

"I take back Fang Cai's words! You are indeed worthy of being called a 'Miaomu Mountain Immortal'! That's not going to change the ending!"

Airplanes!

The voice drifted away, accompanied by the latter's murderous and awe-inspiring figure in an instant, and the cold knife in his palm slashed towards Jiraiya's neck like lightning.

"Die!!"

"Damn!"

Jiraiya whispered with a calm face, and then, the whole person suddenly bowed down, dodging the swift and lightning knife of the whirlpool.

Bang!

However, the latter's next attack erupted, and a whip leg came like a dragon.

What the!?

Zilai also gritted his teeth secretly, and then crossed his hands, and with the help of the vortex and unreasonable attack, the whole person flew sideways in an instant.

"Immortal law. Thousands of hairy needles!!"

In mid-air, Jiraiya's hands suddenly clasped together, and his eyes locked on Vortex Wudao.

Snort. Snort.

As the chakra moved, the latter's long hair suddenly sharpened like a steel needle, and then poured down like a torrential rain, covering the area where the whirlpool was located.

"Pointless resistance!"

Looking at the opponent's delicate attack, Uzumaki Wudao smiled coldly, and the figure dissipated at the same time.

Flying Thor's Technique!

Brush!

The next moment, he appeared at Jiraiya's side, his right hand holding the hilt of the knife horizontally, and slashed out like lightning.

A knife stream. Iai Slash!

Brush!!

The dazzling light burst out like a dazzling white gold luster, and then, a sharp sword that broke through the sky instantly drowned everything.

Bell!!!

With the eruption of the latter, Jilai also tried his best to resist, holding a shuriken in each hand and suddenly blocking the direction of the sword.

However, just in the interval of breaths, the shuriken in his hand quickly disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Syllable!

As soon as the crisp sound of metal shattering sounded, it was instantly submerged in a field of swords.

Rumble!

Immediately afterwards, the brilliant knife slashed into the surface of the ground without obstruction, kicking up a large cloud of smoke and dust on the wood chips.

A moment later.

Stomp.

A figure embarrassedly withdrew from the smoke and dust, leaning against a big tree and gasping, it was Jiraiya.

At this moment, a narrow and deep blood mark appeared on his chest, from his shoulder to his abdomen, blood was dripping, and there was a trace of malaise in his expression.

"Little self-raising. ”

Above his shoulder, the Deep Seat Immortal whispered with some concern.

"I can't think of it. The real strength of this guy. It's horrible!"

Zilai also sneered faintly when he heard this, his eyes were even more tightly fixed on the place ahead, and at the same time, a trace of worry rose in his heart.

At this time, the whirlpool has no way. It seems that no one can stop it.

。。 (To be continued.) )