A dilapidated town, an old well. The crow followed its feathers and looked around, strewn around the ground, intending to find water.

The dry hand lay on the mouth of the sand well, and the crow was startled away, and the sight was a man in ragged clothes.

The man lives in the sand all year round, his skin is wrinkled, and his eyes are blank. He lay on the wellhead with his chapped hands, trying his best to support his thin body upward, and when he reached the wellhead, he found that the well had already dried up.

The man threw the stone down, but not even the slightest sound of water came back. The man flipped his body and looked at the world blankly.

The sun was still fierce, shining on the earth, and the surroundings were empty, without a trace of life.

Because of the war, the town was surrounded by dry corpses and bones, gnawed by birds and beasts. Of the entire village, this man is the only one alive now.

But he's almost gone, there's no food, and the well that had been watering two days ago has now dried up. In the middle of the desert, without water, he couldn't last half a day.

While the man was waiting to die, the earth sank.

The man thought he had fallen into a hallucination, but soon a loud voice came to his ears.

The voice grew clearer and clearer, so much so that the man stood up and looked at the source of the sound, the sight that made him haunted.

On the sandy ground not far from the town, as far as the eye can see, there are dense ninjas on it, which is the only one seen in the man's life.

The man was not an expert, and he couldn't tell what this group of ninjas were doing. I can only faintly see the forehead guards on the foreheads of these ninjas, which seem to be the sign of sand ninjas.

The ninjas of Sand Hidden Village became famous for their wind escapes, and even the men who waited for death by the dry well had heard of it.

The wind howled, and the air seemed to be twisting as a result. The man could tell what this group of sand ninjas seemed to be dealing with?

Monsters?

The man laughed softly to himself, and then sighed, he had reached this moment, and he was still in the mood to care about what those damn ninjas were doing?

The man was right, in a way, Sand Shinobi was dealing with a monster.

Taileed Beast!

"Is that guy a monster?"

Sand Shinobi cursed, they chased and killed one of Xiao's members, and finally besieged him, but there was nothing they could do to shake him.

It's been almost half a day since Sand Shinobi found out that the dried persimmon ghost shark began to chase and kill. The sand ninja with the lowest strength on the periphery was about to run out, but the dried persimmon ghost shark who was entangled with a group of sand ninja elites in the center of their siege showed no sign of falling into the upper hand.

The dried persimmon ghost shark was surrounded by a group of sand ninjas in the center, and was besieged by hundreds of ninjas. He didn't dare to be careless, in the world of ninjas, even shadow-level ninjas who could use various high-level ninjutsu, after being besieged, if they couldn't fight quickly, they would only have one end.

Dragged to death by the other party!

The reason why the five ninja villages are the top forces in the world is because they have the most ninjas and the most powerful intelligence department. Moreover, they are able to make changes according to the strength of the enemy, making highly targeted arrangements.

The dried persimmon ghost shark didn't know when he leaked his whereabouts, but he was sure that this siege was not accidental. The dried persimmon ghost shark is famous for his water escape, and the dry sand ninja around him is mostly good at earth escape, and can suppress his water escape ninjutsu very well.

With such a targeted arrangement, it is obvious that the other party has already prepared.

"It seems that I still underestimated the intelligence department of Shayin Village!"

The dried persimmon ghost shark held the shark muscle in front of him, and a pair of golden pupils looked at the elite shinobi of the five sand ninjas closest to him.

They are all masters of physical arts, and their strength in physical skills is very close to him. Every time the dried persimmon ghost shark wanted to use a wide range of ninjutsu, they were stopped by their close attacks.

Continuously cooperating with the attack, he replaced the other members of the Xiao team, afraid that he would have been besieged by the sand ninja and died of exhaustion. But the dried persimmon ghost shark is different, the amount of chakra he has in his body is very large, and the most important thing is that his shark muscle can absorb other people's chakra to feed himself.

These five elite shinobi attacked for a long time, and gradually discovered that something was wrong. Unconsciously, the chakra in their bodies was slowly passing, and it wasn't because of the attrition of the battle.

"Be careful, there's something weird about his knife!"

The dried persimmon ghost shark showed its sharp teeth and untied the bandages wrapped around the shark muscles, revealing the hideous face of the shark muscles.

"Is there a shark muscle big knife in the seven ninja knives of Wuyin Village? Although I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I didn't expect the knife to be alive. ”

However, what Sand Shinobi didn't expect was that the dried persimmon ghost shark did not continue to attack. The shark muscle was actually fused with the body of the dried persimmon ghost shark.

The dried persimmon ghost shark fused with the shark muscle is difficult to say whether it is a human or a fish.

"What does he want to do? Stop him! ”

A group of sand ninjas noticed the strange changes on the dried persimmon ghost shark, and his body actually began to show the characteristics of a snake and grew scales.

The sand ninja swarmed up, and now although the dried persimmon ghost shark is still fighting with the sand ninja, his movements are not as precise and strong as just now, and he soon suffered a lot of injuries.

It's just weird that those wounds look shocking, but they don't affect the dried persimmon in the slightest. His outstretched hand remained in a constant state at all times.

"Although I have learned immortal arts, I have immortal chakra. But to use this technique, my chakra amount is still not enough. But now, it's okay. ”

After fusing with the shark muscle, a large amount of chakra that it had just absorbed poured into the body of the dried persimmon ghost shark. After completing the transformation in the time delayed by the battle just now, the dried persimmon ghost shark has obtained enough immortal chakra.

"Immortal. Waterfall Impact! ”

With the dried persimmon ghost shark as the center, he didn't even make a seal, and a large amount of water spat out of his mouth. Sand Shinobu didn't have time to stop it, and soon, an ocean of water filled the field as far as the eye could see.

It's a desert, but now it looks like a lake.

It's just that the dried persimmon ghost shark didn't stop attacking, he sealed it again, and used the water prison shark.

The ocean-like water surged towards the dried persimmon ghost shark in the air, and with the sand ninja who had no time to break free in the water, it formed a huge oval water prison.

Dried persimmon sharks can breathe in water, but those sand ninja cannot. The sand shinobi found that in the water, not only could they not use chakra, but even their movements became quite sluggish.

Countless small mackerel formed by immortal chakras hunted in the water dungeon, and those sand ninja became the fattest prey.

The man who was still in the town watched this amazing everything, but he didn't have the heart to care about the fate of the sand shinobi. Because, as a huge water prison formed in the sky, the water splashed down from the sky, and the man was opening his mouth and licking the rain.