Be The Main God From Naruto

God Wuxi sighed.

"pity."

The two bald heads who were trying to confront him were the strangest beings he had ever seen in his 100,000 years of life.

If you cultivate a little and pass on the "skills" that Xingyu has accumulated over thousands of centuries to the other side, maybe both of them will have the ability to fight him.

However, the other party appeared in front of him at the wrong time.

The God who is about to end his life without weeping has no choice.

He can only kill the other party, and absorb all the essence, energy and spirit of Saitama and Jiraiya as a resource for prolonging life.

No nonsense.

Shen Wuxi directly hit the killer.

The long life course of 100,000 years made him familiar with the fact that "the villain died of too much talk", and naturally he would not make such stupid and low-level mistakes.

Even if in his opinion, the possibility of Saitama and Jiraiya coming back is less than 0.01%, he will never be paralyzed.

If it weren't for this, Shen Wuxi would not have become the Shen Wuxi today.

However, just when he was about to kill Jiraiya and Saitama in one go, he suddenly discovered a terrifying thing...

Saitama, disappeared!

Shen Wuxi's eyes narrowed slightly, and his divine sense expanded, instantly covering the solar system.

Unfortunately, no trace of Saitama could be found.

"Could it be that this guy broke through the gate at a critical moment, tore through the void, and escaped with the help of the power of the four-dimensional market?"

This idea just came up, but it was instantly rejected by Shen Wuxi.

Around him, no force field of the Ruins Realm appeared.

Just as Shen Wuxi was going to go back in time, time was going backwards, and when he went back a few minutes to find out, an indifferent voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

"keep the change."

Shen Wuxi suddenly noticed that a young man in white with black hair and black pupils appeared in front of him.

You don't need to ask for the person's name.

Shen Wuxi directly used his divine sense to rudely search the memories of human beings in a radius of hundreds of miles, and quickly obtained most of the other party's information.

President of the Hero Association.

Great prophet.

Wang Yan!

It was this very young "little guy" in front of him who successfully predicted his arrival.

In the moment just now, Shen Wuqi knew the disaster level system in this world.

He firmly believed that the so-called "God-level disaster" definitely did not refer to the instant-killed waste of Boros.

Was Wang Yan's prophecy a coincidence or something else?

Shen Wuxi's white hair was swaying, and the cold light in the silver eyes flickered faintly.

"I advise you not to take action, so you can live a little longer."

Wang Yan's voice suddenly sounded in Shen Wuxi's ears.

Hearing this, Shen Wuxi wanted to laugh.

He devours countless planets and comprehends the existence of the four-dimensional mystery!

From the essence of life, he has been infinitely close to the time worm. Even if he encounters an invincible enemy, he can hide his true body and hide at a certain time node in the past or future, safely accumulating strength and waiting for revenge.

The other party, what is it?

A native who is not even a thousand years old, has not even been able to break through the local planet, and has never even tried to physically cross the universe, how dare he speak out in front of him?

Looking at the frivolous smile on the other side's face, Wang Yan's eyes were drawn down like a waterfall of mega-dark data streams.

He sighed.

"Qing Ben beautiful, how can you be a thief?"

In that moment just now, Wang Yan observed countless futures.

In those futures, he had convinced Shen Wuxi hundreds of millions of times, and accepted the other party as a reincarnator.

It's a pity that Shen Wuxi is an obsessive person.

This bureaucrat pursues "great freedom and freedom" and is unwilling to bind anyone or any organization in any form.

Shen Wuxi does not understand that when one person gains absolute freedom, it means that other people are not free.

When he became a reincarnator, he would always hold back, work hard to perform tasks, accumulate strength, and when he thought he had enough strength to make a comeback, he jumped out to stir up the storm, and was immediately wiped out by Wang Yan's thought.

Wang Yan wasn't worried about this guy's betrayal, but he didn't want to plant a seed of sin.

In the current reincarnation space, the atmosphere is still good.

Why ruin a whole pot of soup for one person?

Wang Yan didn't give Shen Wuxi a chance to speak out.

He just raised his hand and snapped his fingers.

Snapped!

Originally imposing, arrogant and arrogant, Shen Wuxi, who regarded the common people as pigs, dogs and ants, suddenly found himself unable to move.

The world that he could observe had become snow white.

Other than that, nothing.

"Swallow the sky!"

The invincible black sphere emerged from Shen Wuxi's hands again, but it sucked in loneliness.

"Crush the galaxy!"

Shen Wuxi took out his hidden trump card killer move.

still doesn't work!

"..."

God Wuxi was silent.

He didn't give up struggling, but couldn't understand the situation he was facing now.

Suddenly, the familiar voice sounded again.

"You are a good talent. You have been promoted to a four-dimensional life on your own. There is not one among the trillions of beings."

"Unfortunately, you met me."

"In front of the authority dog, there is no difference in being able to comprehend the eleven-dimensional profound meaning and unify the life of the four basic forces."

Hearing this voice, Shen Wuxi realized that his vision suddenly broke through the limitation of space and landed on Wang Yan.

What kind of existence is this...

Tall and boundless, vast and boundless, with a limitless field of vision, it cannot be accommodated!

Shen Wuxi, who was originally proud of himself, suddenly found out...

It seems that in the eyes of the other party, four-dimensional life is nothing at all.

Even if he can travel through the timeline, back and forth between the past and the future, it is the same.

At that moment just now, Shen Wuxi turned into a time worm, constantly "reading the archive", returning to the time node when he first came to this plane.

While this description is not logically self-consistent, it is.

In an instant, Shen Wuxi has personally experienced several years.

The power of time drained his last bit of life.

His originally smooth jade-like forehead was full of wrinkles.

His smooth white hair also became haggard and dry.

193,562 attempts!

The probability of escaping from Wang Yan's hands is...

0!

God without weeping despair.

It is meaningless to be tough on the front. The strength gap between the opponent and him is not in the same dimension at all.

The rhetoric is even more self-inflicted.

From the moment he saw him, Wang Yan became murderous.

At first, Shen Wuxi thought that he was too good and too talented, and the other party was worried that he would be surpassed by him.

At the last attempt, Shen Wuxi finally understood.

It's not that Wang Yan has no tolerance.

The source of the problem was himself.

His pursuit, his obsession, doomed him to never really admit defeat and surrender.

He will betray, he will avenge the shame of today's defeat.

This is a foregone conclusion.

Since Wang Yan has been observing for a long time and knows all this, why should he let him go?

"The survival rate...zero!"

God Wuxi smiled bitterly.

A duck's egg is a duck's egg, and it's the same if you try again a trillion times.

He suddenly discovered that his time travel ability had been banned by Wang Yan.

"Why do you need to do this..."

God Wuxi smiled bitterly.

His lifespan can no longer be squandered.

In Wang Yan's seal, he could not return to his original plane, and could only travel back and forth in the time period after he came to this world.

...

In fact, Wang Yan's body has not changed, it is still the same as before, not the "tall and boundless" that Shen Wuxi saw.

He bent down and picked up a blank sheet of paper from the ground.

This is a full body portrait of a person.

White hair and silver eyes, with a cold temperament, not like a human being.

God does not cry!

This is the so-called dimensionality reduction strike.

In the white paper, he can even walk and talk.

Unfortunately, he became a "paper man".

The words he said were not converted into sound, but into a string of words in a bubble box.

Wang Yan took out a lighter.

Snapped.

The flames lingered and the heat rose.

The black and white smoke clouds slowly swayed to the sky.