Fierce fighting, dazzling ninjutsu collided violently in the Four Violet Flame Formation, the terrain was changed, everywhere was covered with pools, and then there were huge trees that grew crazily, like a huge monster that wanted to devour people.
Smoker and Gana, who were watching the battle from a distance, had a gloomy expression on their faces.
"Weak body, gorgeous ninjutsu, endless means, I'm afraid that the ninjas standing at the top of the world are all deformed monsters!"
"So what, when Yarlin's eyes peep into this world, everything will be doomed, what we have to do is to open the door!"
Smoker and Gana were quietly communicating in their minds.
A creepy, cold, and shrill cry echoed in the Four Purple Flame Formation. Gradually, a pale, ghostly figure was summoned from the void.
The horrible death energy filled the air, and the air seemed to be frozen, the ghost gradually condensed, revealing a pale face, a pair of dead eyes looked at Sarutobi indifferently, and a saliva dripped out of its mouth.
It didn't look like a thing from the human world, it looked like a hungry ghost from the underworld, and its tongue seemed to be ready to swallow the souls of the living.
"Shiki Fujin!"
Sarutobi made a complicated seal with his hands, and the chakra in his body was burned together with his remaining vitality. The Shinigami behind him laughed gloomily, and two ghost claws immediately grabbed the two Hokage who were reincarnated by the Edo Tensei.
The ghost claws were attached to the ghost fire, and the moment they touched the bodies of the two "porcelain puppets", their bodies immediately melted, and their souls were pulled out of their bodies and pulled back to the underworld.
Orochimaru's face suddenly changed, he saw the ghost claws slowly grabbing him, and the horrible Yin energy in the air pressed down on him, and he felt that his whole body was stiff, like a small insect wrapped in glue, he couldn't move.
"Kill him!" Orochimaru's voice was hoarse, and the tone of his voice changed.
The apostles stopped talking as if they were watching a show. A sinister look appeared on Smoker's face. "Is this your first condition? Well then, as you wish! "
Smoker stepped on the air, and the air vibrated with a harsh sound, and the horrible black fog swept across the air, and the countless rust bugs in the black fog were making the same sound of gnawing, and Smoker's figure suddenly appeared next to Sarutobi.
Sarutobi was breathing heavily, and his tired and cloudy eyes looked at Smoker who was rushing over, and desperately urged the remaining chakra in his body to accelerate the Shinigami's ghost claws to grab Orochimaru.
Smoker could feel the deathly stillness in the air. He raised his head and looked at the Grim Reaper with a strange and greedy gaze. "Such a thick and pure aura of death. I'm curious how many delicious souls are in this guy's stomach. If I can devour him, Arlen …" he muttered.
The distance was very close, and although Smoker's voice was low, Sarutobi could still hear it clearly, and he was horrified: "Swallow the Shinigami, Yarlin … Is that a name, what does it mean?"
An absurd idea suddenly appeared in Sarutobi's mind, he shouldn't have sealed Orochimaru, he should have sealed these mysterious apostles first.
"Old man, it's over!"
Smoker retracted his gaze, there were black lines floating in the depths of his black eyes. He looked down at Sarutobi, his tall body was like a small mountain, covering Sarutobi in his shadow, countless black fog spread out from his body, madly entering Sarutobi's mouth and nose.
Struggling to maintain the Shiki Fujin, Sarutobi could only watch the cold black fog enter his body, suddenly, a trembling pain came from his chest, as if there were countless invisible insects crawling on his internal organs and happily eating them.
A muffled groan came out of his mouth, and a trace of black blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, but he didn't care. He just stared at Orochimaru with a complicated look in his eyes, and urged the last trace of strength in his body to let the Grim Reaper's claw grab Orochimaru. "Orochimaru, my favorite disciple, leave this world with Sensei."
"Old man, you want to drag me down with you when you're about to die!" Orochimaru's face was distorted, and his golden snake pupils shrank to the size of pinholes. His sickly pale skin seemed to be melting and falling off, and a wriggling snake body could be seen. Unfortunately, it seemed that he could not get out in time.
Suddenly, at the moment when the Shinigami's claw was about to touch Orochimaru, a thin mirror as thin as paper appeared in front of Orochimaru, and a circle of ripples appeared on the surface of the mirror, and then a strange vortex appeared, as if it was connected to another bottomless world.
The Shinigami's claw has a strange lethality to living creatures, but it doesn't seem to have the same corrosive power to the mirror of the dead.
The Shinigami's claw reached into the mirror without any hindrance, but it couldn't reach Orochimaru, who was hiding behind the mirror.
The gloomy chill spread, and a layer of frost appeared on the surface of the mirror, but it didn't freeze the mirror, instead, it made the mirror even more solid, exuding a gloomy smell.
"He can't be taken away by you, Orochimaru has already been booked by us!" Gana put his palm on the edge of the mirror, and his three eyes opened at the same time, and his gaze swept past Sarutobi, then looked at the Shinigami floating in the sky, and there was malice in his eyes that couldn't be hidden.
When Sarutobi saw the deep and terrible malice in Gana's eyes, he suddenly realized that Smoker's murmur wasn't crazy.
The gloomy coldness surrounded him, and his Chakra collapsed, and his life was leaving his body. Finally, he moved his eyes away from Orochimaru and looked at the two strange apostles. "Apostles, what do you want to …"
The last few words stopped abruptly, and the light in Sarutobi's eyes went out, and his whole body was covered with rust from the inside out.
Without the support of Chakra, the Shinigami above his head seemed to have begun to become illusory, but it opened its mouth, and a scarlet tongue hung down, and rolled back toward Sarutobi's body, and was about to swallow his soul as an "appearance fee"!
"Humph!"
Smoker's face sank, and he snorted coldly: "This is not something you can take away … Gana!"
"Hahaha!"
Gana grinned, and the vortex in the mirror rotated, and two gloomy ghost hands came out of the mirror, and grabbed Sarutobi's body and soul, and pulled it into the mirror.
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