Kishi sat on the bench, but the red-eyed guy was gone.

He hated the void in his body, the embodiment of all the darkness and tyranny in his heart, hideous and ugly.

But the void saved his life several times, shared his pain, and in this strange world, there was nothing more to know him than the void.

But in order to regenerate his soul, Xu'an gave up his self, fused with Anran, and disappeared.

If you want to live, how can you live without sacrifice?

If you don't give yourself, there must be someone else who has paid more for you.

"I see, Void Shore." Anran said softly to herself, and now she is the only one who can tell herself, "I understand, life has always been very hard, but I was too naïve." ”

He left the spirit world and returned to his collapsed body.

"I won't be so naïve anymore."

The silver cross shattered, and the natural energy condensed into a white single wing on the right shoulder, and the white feathers flew one after another, not falling, but the natural energy continued to converge, forming the shape of the feathers and falling on the wings, making it grow larger and longer than Kishiran's body.

The white single clothes were draped over his body, and Kishiran's body stopped collapsing, but it was not enough.

The white little hand reached into his chest, and an unpretentious slashing knife was ripped out.

The power of the Shinigami began to revival, and the loose kimono covered the body, which was a death overlord costume that symbolized the identity of the Shinigami.

Anran frowned, and the power of the Exterminator began to interfere, and the Death Tyrant's suit deformed and contracted, forming a close-fitting pure black suit with a white shirt inside.

It's not enough.

Kishiran's left arm was stretched out, and the white shirt extended from the cuff to cover his left fist, forming an angular glove, and three diamond-shaped holes were exposed between his fingers.

The wings on the right shoulder emitted several thin beams of light that refracted in the air and landed on the wrist.

The three diamond-shaped holes between the fingers were filled with light, and spiritual arrows shot out from them, and the confused souls trembling on the battlefield were instantly defeated and turned into flying points of light.

Among these souls, there are the ninjas of Konoha and the ninja of the fog who is desperate to protect Qing and Terumi, but at this moment, they are all pierced by spiritual arrows, and their consciousness is worn out and turned into a basic spirit child.

The black gas devoured the whites of Anran's left eye, and the blood light in the pupils bloomed, and the suction force acting on the spirit son exploded, and the flying points of light were inhaled into it.

Void matter poured out of the eye, and the mutilated mask in the shape of white glasses circled the left eye, extending upwards, pushing through the soft white hair of the shore and twisting into sharp dragon horns.

Black and red lines cling to it, like exposed blood vessels.

Guided by the power of his own soul, the power of the awakened god of death acts as a medium and buffer between the power of the conflicting destroyer and the power of the void, and the new body composed of the spirit son and the soul is finally completely stabilized.

And another terrifying force is also slowly taking shape in the sky.

"Orochimaru-sama......" The ninjas couldn't see Kishiran, but they could see Kishiran's weird body that was rapidly decaying, "What should we do?" ”

The golden eyes trembled slightly, and Orochimaru's long tongue swirled in the air, "All of you catch up with the vanguard, inform Hinata Hinata to evacuate at the right time, remember to avoid here, if you don't want to die." ”

"But......" As soon as the ninja spoke, he felt a chill all over his body, and the cold air rushed straight from the tail vertebrae to the Heavenly Spirit Gai, only then did he realize that the viper-like eyes of the Great Snake Pill had been fixed on him, "Compliance...... Yes, sir. ”

The ninjas left, leaving Orochimaru alone.

"Are you here?" Orochimaru's hoarse voice was like a snake's whisper, "You're here. ”

Kishiran looked at him, the reiko, the soul, the natural energy, everything that made up his body was invisible to ordinary people, how did Orochimaru perceive himself?

Probably because he's Orochimaru.

"If you don't speak, I'll take it." Orochimaru reached out and grabbed the dim dragon ball on the ground.

And Kishiran threw the Dragon Ball into the alternate space at a faster speed, "Can you hear my voice?" ”

"Sure enough," Orochimaru felt his brain tremble, and the immortality he had been seeking was right in front of him, "How did you do it?" ”

Anran tilted his head, "Big Sabi! ”

"No, don't tell me." Orochimaru shook his head, his long black hair dancing, "I'm going to find out for myself." ”

"......" Anran knew, as he guessed, ordinary people couldn't hear their voices and couldn't see their own figures.

With the idea of mischief, he raised his hand and gently touched Orochimaru's hand.

Touches like never before came from his fingertips, and the ninja's instincts reminded Orochimaru to dodge, while the search for truth made him stiff.

Grab him, study it, find out all the structures of its body, and there is a voice roaring in Orochimaru's heart.

But he moved his fingers carefully, and slowly held the small invisible hand in the palm of his hand, just like the ape Fei Ri Chop had taken his hand for the first time.

Suddenly, his body froze, and slender fingers slid across his cold palms, outlining the clumsy handwriting.

"Run"

The wind began to howl, and the angry gods descended.