Mu Dun - the birth of the tree world! ”

After the simple two handprints, the entire Ghost Lantern City seemed to begin to shake, and in the spacious square, thick tree vines easily tore the ground of the square and drilled out of the ground.

Eighty-Tails: "......"

MMP, the strength of the good is much weaker than when he was alive? What does it mean to be born in the tree realm directly as soon as this special shot is made? Is this called strength much weaker than when he was alive?

At this moment, the Eight Tails felt that he had been deceived, and his strength was much weaker than when he was alive, and as soon as he made a move, he gave him such a large area of Mu Dun, this is a weak hammer?!

Before the Eight Tails could finish complaining, the huge wooden dragon broke through the ground and quickly wrapped around its body.

"Mu Dun - the art of the wooden dragon!"

"......"

The Eight Tails scolded angrily, and then hurriedly stretched out his big hand, ready to tear the wooden dragon wrapped around his body.

In just a few seconds, it felt that a lot of the chakra in its body had been sucked away, and if it didn't tear this thing off quickly, the ghost knows if it would be sucked into kidney deficiency today?!

It's just that Yao had just put his hand on the wooden dragon, and before he could start pulling it, he felt a shadow suddenly appear in front of him, and then a huge fist hit his right eye socket hard.

Along with the fist, there was also the sound of a thousand hands between the pillars.

"Mu Dun - the art of the wood man, come on, Ya-Tail, now that the battle has officially begun, if you are too careless, you will suffer!"

"I ......"

As soon as Yao opened his mouth to say something, the chubby wooden man raised his face, and a big mouth slapped Yao in the face.

Smack-

At the same time as the slap sounded, a huge tooth also flew out of Yao's mouth.

“……”

Nima, what if you say that you don't hit someone in the face?

Feeling the pain coming from the inside of his cheeks and mouth, Yao really wanted to curse now.

This damn thousand-handed pillar, playing tricks to trick it into saying that its strength is much weaker than when it was alive, and now it's actually slapping it in the face in front of so many people?

If you don't get this factory back today, how will it be in the ninja world in the future? Is it really shameless when it is an eight-tailed cow ghost?

"Between the Thousand Hands Pillar, you give me ...... Oops......"

The Eight Tails roared, raised his fist and prepared to hit the thousand-handed pillar above the wooden man's head, but unfortunately, as soon as it raised its hand, the thick vines on the ground quickly extended, tied its hands with lightning speed, and then ......

"Whew...... Between the Thousand Hands Pillar, you still dare to hit me in the face? Oops...... Yes...... Hurt...... Groove ...... Oh...... I was wrong...... Other...... Don't hit...... Don't hit...... Stop it...... I was wrong...... Oh...... I throw in the towel...... I threw in the towel...... Don't hit me in the face...... Big brother, I was really wrong...... Is it okay for me to throw in the towel...... Big brother, can you change places? As long as you don't slap your face, everything is easy to say......"

Yao's miserable screams echoed in the Ghost Lantern City, like a howl of evil ghosts.

The screams lasted for nearly an hour, and Su Li and the others stood aside and watched the whole process of Yawei from being arrogant and presumptuous to crying and begging for mercy in a low voice.

By the time the Thousand Hands Pillar stopped, the Eight Tails had already been beaten fat, or swollen, and the huge bull's head was already unrecognizable at this time.

"Between the Thousand Hands Pillar, you big liar......"

Two lines of muddy tears came out of Yatail's eyes, and the grievances in the voice made everyone present shudder.

This tone sounds really similar to the legendary deep resentful woman!

"The strength of the good is much weaker than when he was alive? You bastard of lies......"

As soon as he thought that he had stupidly agreed to the battle, Yao suddenly cried even more sadly.

It's all because it's too simple, I actually believe this guy's nonsense, and my strength is much weaker than when I was alive, this thing is a big liar full of lies!

"Uh, I didn't lie to you, my strength is really much weaker than when I was alive!"

Senju scratched his head, a little confused by the reason why Yao said he was lying.

"At most, I'm using a wooden man's technique, or opening an immortal mode and using a Mingshen Gate, like the most powerful real thousands of hands, I can't use it at all now!"

Eighty-Tails: "......"

The Eight-Tail's tears stopped suddenly, crying because it didn't want to cry, it just wanted to vomit blood now.

Isn't this a bit of a problem with the definition of weak? Can use this kind of wooden figure technique of pressing himself to the ground and rubbing it, this thing still has the face to say that it is much weaker than when he was alive?

"It sounds incredible, but, Yao, I'm telling you as a person who has come from here, and he's telling the truth!"

The Nine-Tails, who were glowing with golden light all over their bodies, appeared beside the Eight-Tails, and patted Eight-Tails on the shoulder with sympathy while sighing.

"Although the technique of the wooden man is very powerful, but in front of the real thousands of hands, this is a younger brother, understand? Let me tell you this, the huge wooden figure in front of you is actually a small headdress on the head of the real thousands of hands, and I was completely in the face, facing the real thousands of hands, it is only enough for people to slap it! ”

As he spoke, the Nine-Tails couldn't help but feel the urge to cry.

MMP, his nine-tailed beast is also the strongest tailed beast, an invincible existence in the minds of countless people, but as a result, in the face of the thousand-armed Buddha, he actually became a plush toy that can be pinched with one hand.

To this day, the Nine-Tails have never been able to forget the pain of being pinched in the palm of the hand by the Thousand-Armed Buddha, and of course, what I can't forget is that some extremely shameless bastard actually has the face to say that it is too powerful, so it needs to be sealed.

Hehe, the power to go to the special is too strong!

“……”

Hearing Nine-Tails' words, Eight-Tails suddenly fell silent.

Can you pinch the nine-tails in the palm of your hand? The art of the wooden man is just a small headdress? That's really the size of thousands of hands, and you can know how huge it is if you think about it a little.

Looking at it this way, it seems that the Thousand Hands Pillar is really not lying, his strength is indeed much weaker than when he was alive!

It's just that why does the air suddenly feel so much sour?!

The strength is much weaker than before his death, and he can easily press himself to the ground and rub it, how terrifying is the peak state of this thing before his death? His eight-tailed cow ghost has lived for thousands of years, but he can't compare to someone who has lived for decades.

It feels like it's really the poem!

Lemon fruit under the lemon tree, you and me under the lemon tree!

Sit in a row at the bottom of the lemon tree and dry this cup of lemon more!

My heart is so sour!