The Grim Reaper looked down his hand and saw the smirkling face of the pillars, "Now, do you want to join us?" Pillar smiled and said, "It's fun." ”

Grim Reaper: "......" play a ball.

Shaking off the hand between the pillars, the Grim Reaper left without looking back.

After the Grim Reaper left, the two brothers looked at each other, and at the same time showed a planned expression, found a place where no one was, and the two began to exchange ideas.

"The information that can be determined at the moment," Senju was the first to speak, "we are indeed dead, and we have been dead for a long time, and this is the afterlife. ”

"It's just that this is not the Pure Land of Bliss, but a place called the Corpse Soul Realm, with clear hierarchies." The Thousand Hands Pillar said indirectly, "The Grim Reaper who resides in the Soul Court governs everything in the Corpse Soul Realm, like a combination of Shadow and Daimyo. ”

"The dead are brought to the Soul Street of the Corpse Soul Realm through the soul burial of the god of death, and for ordinary people, because there are abundant spirits here, they can live to a natural death even if they don't eat or drink." Kazuma added.

Pillar's stomach gurgled, "But for those who have power, absorbing the spirit in the air is completely unable to meet the needs of the body. ”

"People who don't have spiritual power don't have to worry about survival, and people who have the ability are weak because of consumption, so there is no so-called cultivation and labor here at all." After discovering this situation, Kazuma deliberately conserved his physical strength, so compared to Tsuruma, his condition was not bad.

The pillar slapped his thigh and said with full vitality, "Okay, then let's start farming!" ”

"So didn't I say that? No one will help you. He looked at his brother with a cold face.

"Huh? Don't I still have you? The pillar was stunned for a moment, and then squatted on the ground and hugged his aggrieved self distressedly, "Is it that even my dear brother is unwilling to help his eldest brother and wants to watch me starve to death......"

"Plus I'm useless, we'll starve to death long ago when the food comes out." Unmoved.

"In the middle of the door, all I need is you is enough." Pillar looked up, "What other problem can't be solved by the two of us together?" ”

"Your IQ." unceremoniously mocked, he had long been immune to his brother's set.

Column: "......" squatted on the ground and hugged his aggrieved self in distress.

"Gone." Kazuma stood up and left.

"Where are you going?" The reason between the columns is unknown.

"Didn't you say you were going to farm? Still stunned for what to do. The voice was as cold as ever.

"...... between the doors"

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"Corpse Soul Realm? Soul Street? Changing woods? Even though his black hair was stained with blood, he still exploded into a hedgehog unruly, and Madara Uchiha threw down the corpse in his hand, his dark eyes looking at the Ryō Court in the distance, "Death? ”

"Neither reincarnation nor reincarnation, but as a soul in the new world."

Drinking the clear water in the gourd he snatched, Madara Uchiha crushed the gourd, "I can't even use the Writing Wheel Eye, and all the power is sealed." ”

"However, the combat experience is still there." He turned to face the fierce and vicious people holding sharp weapons, and his eyes were contemptuous, "Ants, do you also want to dance?" ”

Smoke and dust rose from his feet, and Madara Uchiha's body suddenly accelerated, bullying the leader of the approach, and snatching the sharp knife from the opponent's hand.

The sharp knife slashed through the throat of the original owner of the sharp knife, and the sharp blade swirled lightly on the fingertips, changing from a positive grip to a reverse grip, and stabbed into the heart of the next person.

The corpse was pushed forward, forcing several people back, and the long knives that were swung were obscured by the dying man in front of them.

Letting go of the sharp knife, he turned around behind the opponent, grabbed the long knife inserted in his back in his hand, and as soon as the person who wanted to sneak attack raised the knife, the head flew into the sky.

The headless corpse took two steps forward in confusion, and the blood lost its restraints, spraying into the sky from the severed smooth neck, forming a scarlet rain of blood.

The demon god-like figure rained down from the sky in the rain of blood, and the knife in his hand pierced the chest of the person standing at the landing point in the sharp wind, stepped on the unlucky ghost who was still twitching and borrowed slightly, reached out to hold the hilt, used it as a fulcrum, and the body swirled, like a whip kick to pour a deadly attack around.

However, the inability to use the Sharingan left Madara Uchiha under a lot of attacks that he had never been able to receive, and his attacks became a little weaker due to excessive blood loss, and the swift whip leg was held by the guy who was not afraid of death, dragging him down and falling into the bloody mud.

"Do you still want to be high in the Corpse Soul Realm?" The man's smile was hideous, blood running between his teeth, "Get out of here with me!" ”

Bang!

Madara Uchiha's fist slammed into the man's face, his teeth and flesh falling out in the air.

Grabbing the other party's hair, Madara Uchiha lifted him in front of him and punched him in the head until the person in his hand was unrecognizable, and even Madara's fingers were dripping with blood, exposing Moribai's phalanges to the air.

Throwing the breathless guy at his feet, Madara Uchiha looked around at the stunned crowd, "You guys think so too?" ”

Everyone grabbed their weapons and looked at each other, just carried away by the blood, and at this moment they were shocked by the miserable corpse at Madara Uchiha's feet, and the burning anger seemed to be poured with a basin of cold water, and they immediately calmed down.

As the mind cleared, fear crept into the heart, like a cold snake burrowing from the limbs into the heart.

"Whoever you were in life is dead now!"

"No matter which powerful ninja you are, you'll lose all your power here!"

"You alone want to be above us!"

"Wishful thinking!"

"Whoever you are, no matter how noble you were in life, now you have to struggle in the dirt like us!"

"Bow your proud head!"

"Bow your proud head!"

"Bow your proud head!"

Such cries spread through the crowd like a virus, and finally formed a howling storm, and the waves hit the center of the figure proudly.

"You want me to lower my head?" Madara Uchiha's cold voice suppressed everyone's shouts, "Of course I'll lower my head......"

As soon as the ridicule and ridicule of the crowd bloomed on their faces, they froze.

"If you don't lower your head, how can you see that you are so small that you can barely see the poor worms."

"You are so small, small and humble, incompetent and disgusting, and it is because of your existence that ......" Madara Uchiha stepped on the corpse and looked down at everyone, his contemptuous gaze cut into their faces like a knife, "It made me deeply understand that I can't live in the same place and breathe the same air as you at any time." ”

"Because I'm Madara Uchiha! The strongest man you will look up to all your life! ”