Naruto boy in another world

Chapter 89 Sandstorm Funeral
Fog filled the air, obscuring distant vision.

Different from the fog formed by water vapor, the fog here is not as dull as the dampness. On the contrary, under the sunshine, the fog flies up and down and rolls back and forth, reflecting a faint golden color, which looks unusually noble and mysterious.

But at this time, in this area shrouded in fog all year round, a thin figure stood proudly in the center of the fog, carrying a huge brown gourd on its back, surrounded by magical streams of sand.

This is Beihan, the warrior who has just broken through to the late stage of the fifth heaven of acquired warriors.

Now he is trying to perform his most usual move in Hokage-sandstorm funeral.

Sand~~~
The surging sand was like a fast-swimming water snake, completely covering the waist-thin adult pine tree in front of him almost instantly.

"Sand-bound coffin!"

Bei Han yelled secretly, the veins on his head stretched out tightly, looking extremely ferocious.And the sand covering the pine tree, with Beihan's dark shout, was instantly compressed tightly, completely tensing up the whole tree body.

Looking at the pine tree covered with yellow sand, Beihan showed a ferocious sneer at the corner of his mouth, while inside his body, he was running his own spiritual power crazily, converging into the pieces of sand.

Sweat gradually slipped down, and Beihan clenched his teeth.

I failed last time, this time I must succeed!

The corners of his eyes trembled slightly, and Bei Han said word by word the name of this trick that he had been brewing for a long time.

"Sand, storm, send, bury!"

With Beihan's outstretched right hand clenched suddenly, the sand wrapped on the pine tree suddenly burst into a storm, the sand rain fell, and the dust filled the sky, like khaki fireworks blooming in front, mixed with a wave Intense fresh foliage flavor.

The pine tree in front of Beihan completely disappeared.

This is the power of the sandstorm funeral, crushing one's opponents, directly turning them into dust, and even the opponent's blood is completely absorbed into the sand, constantly forming the vigor to strengthen the sand.

After nearly a year, now that Beihan can finally perform his best and most commonly used move again, he is really excited, but his body can no longer support it, and he slowly collapses.

In my expectation, such a move absorbed all of Beihan's spiritual power, and it was far from satisfied. The stronger the opponent, the more spiritual power he needed, and Beihan needed to have a more powerful cultivation. for.

However, relying on such a move, and Bei Han's current cultivation in the late stage of the Fifth Layer, he killed a master of the Sixth Layer by himself. superior.

It's just that Beihan's current strength requirements, as well as the characteristics of the ninjutsu of sandstorm funeral, make Beihan only use this kind of ninjutsu once.

First, Bei Han's current cultivation level is still unable to accurately judge how much spiritual power is needed to crush the opponent into powder, nor can he independently control the spiritual power absorbed by the sand during the sandstorm funeral process.

Second, the move of sandstorm burial is to absorb energy from the ninja himself to the north, and then crush the enemy, absorbing it autonomously. Now this ninja can absorb the spiritual power of Beihan autonomously, which is difficult for Beihan. Prevent.

So once this move is used, it will definitely be Beihan's strongest attack, and it will also be his last blow.

Seeing the reappearance of this set of ninjutsu again, Bing'er's beautiful eyes flickered a little, but she was not as shocked as the first time, but immediately ran to Beihan, filling her heart with a pulse. into Beihan's mouth.

Looking at the pale and very weak Bei Han, Bing'er couldn't help but feel dazed. When her body was destroyed, she saw such a pale and immature face.

It's just that Bei Han was just a young martial artist of the second heaven of tempering body at that time, and it was only a year away, but now he has become an excellent first-rank Tianyuan master and an acquired martial artist of the fifth heaven.

There was a slight smile on the corner of Beihan's mouth, his eyes were full of stubbornness and firmness, while Bing'er on one side was staring at him blankly, she could feel in her heart that she might be witnessing the birth of a miracle.

"Bing'er, what are you looking at, is there a flower on my face?"

With the support of Lingyuan Yuanli, Beihan's physical and spiritual strength quickly recovered, looking at Bing'er who was staring at him in a daze, Beihan asked jokingly.

Hearing Beihan's words, Bing'er came back to her senses, her face flushed a little, she spat on Beihan lightly, and then turned her head away to look at him.

Seeing Binger's little girl's performance, Beihan felt a little warm in his heart, but he didn't dare to say it directly, because he deeply knew how serious the consequences of angering a crazy girl would be.

He doesn't want to be a sloppy or a vicious dog eating shit.

Touching the tip of his nose, Beihan stood up, looked at Xiaobai who was still sleeping in the middle of the skeleton, and shook his head helplessly, this guy doesn't know how long he will sleep, it seems that he has to stay here for a while wait for it.

However, there is one advantage of cultivating here, that is, the spiritual power here is nearly ten times stronger than that of the outside world, so practicing here can consolidate your foundation faster and achieve the purpose of cultivation.

After a short rest, Beihan immediately started to practice again, but this time Beihan didn't practice the sandstorm funeral move, because the power of this move was too strong, it had already surpassed Beihan's extreme limit, and he couldn't reach the training at all the goal of.

If you can't reach your peak, you can't cultivate well, and if you keep surpassing your peak, you can't cultivate well either.Too much is too late, that's the reason.

Taking a deep breath, Beihan's hands, feet and body danced quickly, seeking huangqianshu. When Beihan was the third heaven of Houtian warriors, Beihan could condense 78 fire sparrows , so until now, I don't know how far Bei Han can reach in the late stage of Wuchongtian.

"Hey! Ho!"

Following Beihan's silent shouts, firebirds flew out from between Beihan's hands one after another, dancing and flying up and down.

After Beihan completed the last movement, a total of 130 six fire sparrows had been condensed out, and each fire sparrow had the strength of the second heaven of acquired warriors.

This is another extremely abnormal change.

Even without a sandstorm funeral, such a powerful move can enable Beihan to complete the goal of leapfrog combat.

The firebird twittered, brightening up the hazy mist. Under the light of the fire, Beihan's eyes also danced with different colors. Now he has completely left the new generation, and he can communicate with the young generation compared.

However, my goal is not to be a master of the younger generation, but to be the best among the younger generation, a peerless genius who is very evil even in the Gale Dynasty——Bei Yanteng.

Therefore, such strength is not enough, far from enough.

"Come again!"

Thinking of that ruthless face full of contempt and disdain, a strong fighting spirit burned in Beihan's chest again, and he started training from the beginning.

Defeating him, defeating him, and making him pay for his mistakes, this is the only thought in Beihan's mind now.

……

Time flies, and another month has passed in the blink of an eye. During this time, Xiaobai is still sleeping soundly, and Beihan is still practicing Qiuhuang Qianshu in an effort to consolidate his vain cultivation base.

It seems that none of these things have changed, but now Beihan's Qiuhuang Qianshu has increased from 130 a month ago to 140, and the spiritual halo around Xiaobai is constantly weakening.

Taking a short breath, Bei Han started a new round of training, challenging his limits, and now he is stuck in a bottleneck again.

The fire sparrows chirped and the fire phoenix danced. From the fire sparrows that filled the sky, one could see how powerful Beihan was now, but when he condensed the last pose, the half of the fire sparrows that had just been condensed burst into pieces. Come.

A spiritual power storm from the Second Heavenly Acquired Martial Artist stirred up, but just touching Beihan's sand armor was immediately bounced back, and gradually disappeared without a trace.

Watching the Firefinch gradually disappear, the overwhelmed Beihan fell down, resting his head on the huge gourd, panting heavily, and now he was indeed exhausted to the extreme.

And at this moment, a white light fell from Beihan's chest, and the pure and pure Bing'er appeared in front of Beihan, looking at the embarrassed Beihan, a trace of unbearableness flashed in his eyes.

"Okay, let's finish this set of phoenix-seeking thousand arts now. After such a long time, your combat power has reached the level of the middle stage of the fifth heaven. It's time to teach you the refining method of the second-grade spiritual source. .”

Hearing Bing'er's words, Beihan's tired eyes flashed a gleam of light, the second-grade spiritual source, now he can indeed refine it with his acquired strength as a five-layer martial artist, and refining the spiritual source is also a matter of cultivating spiritual power The process, this is a good method of cultivation.

"We'll start with the most difficult source of rapid ascension. If we practice this well, there will be no problems with other spiritual sources. Look carefully, and I will try to slow down the movement."

As she said that, Bing'er took a second-order demon core to capture a cloud of spiritual power, and then kept beating her hands.

Bing'er's movements are very slow, and she has suppressed it to the slowest state as much as possible. Looking at the formed spiritual power source ball and gradually perfecting every detail, Bei Han's mental power is highly concentrated, and those eyes, also Unknowingly, it turned into a strange red.

Looking at those eyes, Binger felt a bit of doubt in her heart. She remembered what Qiansheng Tuntian Beast, Xiaobai's mother said that day, that Beihan might have a mysterious and extraordinary origin, and those eyes must contain great power. secret.

Of course, this is something to say later, it is impossible for the lower Tianwu world to involve the disputes of the upper Tiansheng world.

With the end of Bing'er, under the memory of Beihan's huge soul and the strange and precise vision, the refining source map of Jishengyuan was perfectly engraved in Beihan's mind.

Next, Beihan will start refining the second-grade spiritual source.

(End of this chapter)