Madara Uchiha's powerful sound waves were as sharp as knives, breaking through the air, and the time and space around him seemed to be distorted by his powerful battle intent.

The sandstorm that wanted to make a comeback crawled on the edge of the oasis like a hundred officials who came to see the king, calming the manic sand.

The yellow mist shrouded in mid-air faded, revealing the original appearance of the sky, vast and immense, blue as a wash, without a trace of cloud shadows.

The two four-legged snakes, who had been watching for a long time, tilted their heads to look at each other, and ran away in the coarse sand.

Madara Uchiha folded his hands to his chest and nodded in satisfaction.

With a step on his foot, the oasis shattered outwards in a circle, and he himself had already flown off the ground at this time, like a flying light, towards the land of rain at the junction of wind and fire.

"The situation is getting more and more complicated, and I hope you all end up losing both."

Seeing Madara walk away, the Black sneered and quickly walked in the direction Madara had left.

Nagato, Obito Youbai will notify you, as a qualified mastermind behind the scenes, he naturally wants to talk to the face on the other side of the guy like Madara.

Flying sand and stones, loess is all over the sky

The sound of the battle also blew into the ears of the Daimyo of the Land Country.

In a majestic stone castle built next to a mountain, five middle-aged men in khaki robes with tight muscles stood in front of the daimyo with their hands folded on their waists.

"Tu 1, Tu 2, you are guarding the five-tailed man Zhu Lihan in the national capital, if you encounter a whirlpool and face hemp, you will drag me back with your life."

The Daimyo of the Land Country sat cross-legged in front of the tea table, playing with his favorite black gold with one hand, his face as calm as water, and he couldn't see any emotion.

"Yes!"

The two sturdy middle-aged men replied expressionlessly, as if they were not the ones who wanted to fight hard.

"Earth three, earth four, soil five, go with me and the army of the land of earth."

"Yes!"

There was another sonorous response, and the three men on the right nodded at the same time, tensed their leg muscles, and took a steady step forward, walking behind the daimyo.

These 5 guards were all from the Tujia family, and they followed him to fight for many years, and each performance made him extremely satisfied.

The daimyo gently put Uginzhan back in place, raised his eyelids slightly, and said to Onoki, who was floating in mid-air and was miniature in size:

"Ohnogi, you Iwakuin fight with me, I don't want the incident of Kanna Kunqiao to happen again more than ten years ago."

"There are adults here, absolutely not!"

The Daimyo of Tsuchinokuni straightened up and removed the apricot-colored robe that was attached to the wooden trusses, and the daimyo and his guards disappeared with the sound of the fabric rubbing against the wind.

......

Three days later, God had no bridge

What was once a lush forest and undulating terrain has been reduced to a flat wasteland.

At this time, countless white spots are active in the camp, and countless "human" herringbone tents are erected.

10 kilometers away, on the border of the land country.

A group of yellow-red figures stood densely on the rocky brown earth.

The three daimyo guards, as well as the loess and black soil, each stepped on a flat stepping stone, and commanded the mixed troops below to line up.

With the continuous movement of the personnel, the crimson ninja suit of Iwakuin Village was completely submerged in the brown and yellow army of the Earth Country.

"Whew, I'm tired! I don't have time to do such a boring thing with them, so I had to say that it is better to do it first. ”

Hei Tu sat on the edge of the rock, swaying a pair of slender legs, propped his hands back, raised his head and shook his short black hair, which was slightly wet, and shouted in a dissatisfied tone.

"Kuroto, calm down, we're here with the Daimyo-sama."

"Long-winded!"

Loess looked at his girl helplessly, and suddenly felt an itch in his nasal cavity,

"Ahh

Loess sniffed and reached out to rub his round nose.

In the sky above the field, the Daimyo of the Land Country, Tu Wuchen, wore an apricot-yellow robe, the robe was embroidered with a large curly grass pattern, and the waist was tied with a wide belt of crimson gold wire, decorated with an opaque dark yellow rough stone.

Tu Wuchen stood with his hands on his back, looking at the direction of the Vortex Country's camp, his brows furrowed, as if he was a little puzzled.

Onogi, who was floating behind him, had a solemn look on his eyes, and sighed:

"This is a tough battle, according to the current situation, our direction is about the main battlefield, it seems to be a protracted battle."

In the sight of the two, countless white-robed ninjas of the Vortex Country were camping and fortifying at the border.

Only a group of people led by Bo Feng Shuimen, all dressed in Yao Organization costumes, were looking at their side, but they didn't look like they were the first to attack.

After hearing Onoki's judgment, Tu Wuchen's frowning brows did not ease, and he said in a puzzled tone:

"According to the original plan, it should be me who dragged Uzumaki Mianma and Uchiha Izumi, and the gang of guys from the three holy lands of the Land of Wind attacked from the flank of the Land of Fire, but now it seems that it is not that simple."

Onoki shook his white eyebrows, his yellowed old face was clouded, and he had long lost his pre-war optimism.

The original mission of the Earth Country was very clear, just drag the opponent's top combat power, why bother to stir up this troubled water?

Onoki rubbed his red nose twice and sighed secretly.

In the course of this year, he had also seen the power of the Three Holy Lands. But for those inhuman monsters, Onoki and the Daimyo of Tsuchinokuni have the same opinion, and they can only be used, not gullily.

If it weren't for the Tri-Nations Conference a year ago, the strength of their own daimyo would have been known to their opponents, and they would definitely not choose to be the victims of involvement.

Ohnogi's heart sank, and when his eyes shot at the camp in the distance, he took the opportunity to sweep the side of the daimyo's face with his afterglow, and asked tentatively:

"What did the daimyo find?"

He is now putting his life on the Daimyo of the Land Country, and it is a natural reaction to be nervous.

Tu Wuchen played with the rough stone hanging from his waist with one hand, looked into the distance, and said lightly:

"There is only one aura of the same level as me in the camp opposite, but since the other party has restrained his aura, I can't be sure whether it is Uzumaki Meada Ma or Uchiha Izumi.

"However, the whirlpool face Ma has the technique of flying thunder, and I guess it should be the little girl who is stationed here."

Onoki forgot to hide his surprise for a while, and hurriedly asked:

"What do you mean?"

"I suspect they think similarly to us, one drags me back, and the other calms the other two first."

"Do we need that Wind Country..."

"Hmph, there's no need to inform them, that group of toads is not that simple, just a whirlpool."

There was finally a hint of expression change on Tu Wuchen's face, he let go of the original stone with five fingers, and snorted coldly:

"Since this is not the main battlefield, there is no need to be careful. The order was given, and the army pressed up. ”