What!?What is the mudra of this technique!?

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Behind him, Dou's eyes condensed sharply, and there was a slight wave in his heart.

Brush!

Orochimaru's face was solemn, and in just a few breaths, his hands were folded again, and he whispered, "Ninja." Reincarnation of the Filthy Earth!"

Syllable!

Chakra instantly fell into the surface with his palm.

Bang!

The next moment, with a dull sound, a withered coffin rose from the ground in front of Orochimaru.

Really. Filthy Earth Reincarnation!

Dou let out a slow breath, and his eyes gradually brightened.

Squeak.

At this time, the coffin opened, and a figure of Lang Cang walked out.

It was a black-haired man in dark red armor, exuding an obscure ominous aura around him, and the whole person looked extremely confused.

His face and exposed complexion were covered with fine cracks, and he looked extremely strange.

"How. It's you again!?"

After walking out of the coffin, the man seemed to regain some senses, and he silently turned his head sideways, and his gaze fell on the big snake pill behind him.

"Yes, you should thank me, Lord One, for being able to see the world many years after I die!"

Orochimaru sneered faintly, and a hint of excitement flashed in his eyes.

"This world!?"

Hearing this, the first Hokage Thousand Hands Pillar looked a little dazed, and then. He nodded his forehead and said, "That being said, I'm dead. I can't interfere with the operation of this world again!"

"Hmph!

Orochimaru said, slowly stepping up, and slowly submerged a shuriken wrapped in a special sigil into the brain of the first Hokage.

"Orochimaru, no matter what means you use, it can't be effective!"

At this time, on the huge golden sand dunes, the four generations of wind shadows watched coldly. Then, his palm was slightly clenched and swung down in the air.

Rushing.

The side of the huge sand dune stretched closely, forming a huge golden palm, and slapped down fiercely.

In an instant, the clouds overshadowed the top. The terrifying waves roared like a hurricane.

"Not necessarily!"

Orochimaru's expression did not change in the slightest. He only took two steps back, and watched coldly at the huge golden sand palm coming down.

Brush!

"Mu Dun. King Kong Zhaomu!"

The next moment, a low and suppressed cold drink suddenly sounded, and then a dark giant tree with a radius of five or six meters suddenly rose up in the surrounding sand, and slammed into it like a pillar of the sky.

Bang!

In the void, the two met, and the huge golden palm trembled, scattering the fine golden sand.

"What!?is this!?Wood Escape Technique!"

Gazing at the giant tree that would never have been possible in the desert. The eyes of the four generations of wind shadows instantly condensed, and they said in a deep voice of disbelief.

"Uh-huh! You should be honored. Four generations of Kazekage!To be able to witness a trace of the once strongest in the ninja world in this era!"

Orochimaru stared at the confrontation above his head with a strange gaze, licked the corners of his mouth coldly, and continued: "He is called a living 'god' by the world!

"The strongest ever!?God!?"

When the four generations of Wind Shadow heard this, their eyes narrowed tightly, and for the first time, their gaze solemnly fell on the stiff-faced Thousand Hands Pillar, and whispered: "It seems that there is nothing wrong with it, the shadow of the first generation of Konoha is a man known as the 'God of Ninjas'!"

"Orochimaru, you guy is really crazy enough, you actually use forbidden techniques to disturb the peace of the dead!"

The four generations of wind shadows spoke coldly in a low voice, but their complexions gradually became weird, and there was a hint of excitement faintly.

"However, being able to personally witness the original Hokage's Wood Escape Technique is also an unexpected surprise!"

Snort!

As he muttered to himself, the golden sand dunes beneath the latter's feet changed drastically.

Clusters of golden rivers continued to disperse and rise, condensing thousands of sand shuriken around the latter.

"Today, I shatter this myth!"

"The Secret Art of Sand. Rainstorm Flow!"

Airplanes.

As he drank, a chakra fluctuation visible to the naked eye instantly spread into the surrounding void.

Immediately after, the endless sand shuriken was summoned, and it lit up with a brilliant brilliance, covering it like a raging storm.

"What a spectacular ninjutsu!"

Below, Dou raised his head lightly and whispered.

"Hmph! In front of Mu Dun, it's all vain!"

Orochimaru and Jun Maro retreated one after another, landing in front of him, and said coldly with disdain.

Bang bang!

The moment when the Endless Sand Shuriken approached viscous, the air in this area was viscous, and a ferocious aura like a wave was spreading.

The figures below are extremely small, and they seem to be in danger of overturning at any time.

"Amazing junior!"

A slight hint of strangeness flashed in the dim eyes of the Thousand Hands Pillar, and then, his hands were clasped tightly, and he whispered: "Mu Dun, Tree Realm. . . Advent !!"

His voice roared, and a circle of breathless chakras instantly spread.

Smack. Smack. Boom Boom!

In an instant, as the words between the Thousand Hands Pillar landed, the whole earth boiled, like countless giant pythons rolling, and the oncoming infinite gold reflected each other, as terrifying as the destruction of heaven and earth.

Immediately afterward, tiny branches stretched out from the depths of the earth, growing rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, forming a dense jungle in the area in just one breath.

The Golden Sand Shuriken was as fast as a rainstorm, but it was hit by this kind of crossing.

The thick branches swam like spirit snakes, covering them from the heavy attack.

"The Tree Realm is coming!? In this environment, ninjutsu of this scale can be born!

Not far away, the four generations of wind shadows stared at this scene, subconsciously clenched their fists, and said in a low voice with a slight brow.

"But that's just the beginning!"

Brush.

As he spoke, his hands interlaced, settling his seals in a hurry.

"The Secret Art of Sand. Heavy mountain stream!"

。。

At the same time, at the end of the sky, a faint golden color flashed slightly, and a figure appeared.

"Well!?Has it already started??Orochimaru this guy. I'm really impatient!"

Uzumaki Wudao smiled calmly, sitting on top of a golden sword, and his spiritual power shrouded far away.

In the void in the distance, endless gold flickered and converged, and finally formed a triangular mountain tens of meters in size, floating in the air.

"Golden Sand. Hmph! ”

The corners of Uzumaki Wudao's mouth moved slightly, and then, his figure flickered instantly, and he lost his trace in place.

。。 (To be continued.) )