Blood of Naruto

The ghost shark's expression changed slightly, and he quickly released his fingers.

The mask of the palm lost its shackles and fell straight to the ground.

Just as the mask was about to fall to the ground, a pale and slender palm stretched out and grabbed it.

"The god of death is also a god, and the things of the gods cannot be desecrated." Orochimaru's face became a rare seriousness, even if he grabbed the mask, he held it with both hands.

Such a gesture is enough to show that Orochimaru is afraid of the god of death.

The ghost shark frowned slightly, and was about to speak.

Dongge's voice sounded first.

"Ghost shark, step back."

Hearing this, Ghost Shark pursed his lips, snorted coldly, and stepped aside.

This guy, Orochimaru, doesn't deal with anyone in Akatsuki's organization, especially Itachi, and as Itachi's partner, Ghost Shark naturally doesn't like Orochimaru very much.

"Let's start." Dongge didn't want to dawdle with Orochimaru, and getting the Nine-Tails was of great significance.

In order to prevent Kaguya from resurrecting, Six Path Immortals once divided Ten Tai's Chakra into nine.

If you can't collect all the chakras of the Nine Tailed Beasts, the Ten Tails cannot be resurrected.

Orochimaru put on a mask with a solemn expression, and the momentum around his body also changed, and it seemed that a pair of eyes were open.

The ghost shark suddenly felt a chill, and the hairs on his arms stood upside down.

Dong Ge's eyes widened abruptly. Nine black gouyu swirls in his ice-blue pupils. This is not the first time he has seen the god of death.

"Drink!"

Orochimaru had a ferocious look on his face, and the chakra in his body poured out crazily.

With the movement of the two-hand seal, puff puff! !Groups of pale ghost fires were burning in the air, and white firelight rushed towards the middle.

Immediately afterwards, a white phantom with a huge dagger in its mouth appeared a little bit of illusion.

In the mysterious basement, an aura of awe spreads out.

Dongge narrowed his eyes dangerously, and the speed of the nine gouyu in his pupils also accelerated, and he was affected by the breath of death.

Just like that time in the forty-eighth year of Konoha!

However, Dongge didn't want to be affected by the breath of the god of death, and his pupil power burst out infinitely, trying to suppress this disturbing feeling.

The white ghost of death seemed to notice Dongge's movements.

Dry eyes cast on Dongge's reincarnation writing wheel eye, but it was only an invisible glance.

Orochimaru's handprint changed, and Death's gaze became illusory again.

I saw that he stretched out his hand and took out the huge dagger from his mouth, and actually cut a hole in his abdomen, and a soul entangled in the abdomen of the god of death came out.

Five ferocious souls were floating in the air, swaying around, as if it was strange because they had inexplicably left the belly of the god of death.

When one of the souls saw Orochimaru, he paused for a moment, and then came straight to Orochimaru with a bang.

The soul of Orochimaru, which was sealed by the ghoul, reintegrated into Orochimaru's body.

But it is not allowed to forcibly break the contract with the god of death, and sweat dripped down Orochimaru's cheeks like rain.

The already pale and bloodless face now looked like transparent white paper.

Orochimaru knew that it wasn't over yet, and he couldn't stop the technique in his hand. Since he had reached this point, he would all be channeled!

"The Reincarnation of Dirty Earth!"

As soon as these words came out, the expressions of Dongge and Gui Sha were condensed, and the living sacrifices that had been prepared were trapped in the technique.

boom!

Orochimaru slammed his hands on the ground, and the pitch-black spells spread rapidly, flocking to the rituals of living sacrifices.

hum!

The runes are connected successfully, and the spell is activated!

The four souls suspended around the God of Death paused for a while, and then, as if being pulled by some kind, burrowed into the sacrifices of the living.

"Orochimaru, I only need four generations, why are you all psyched out?" Dongge squinted at Orochimaru, his eyes full of scrutiny.

Could it be that Orochimaru is still thinking of relying on the power of the first and second generations to deal with him?

Don't say that the two of them are dead, they are just the product of the reincarnation of the dirt, and even the living Dongge has no pressure at all.

Dongge has no time to deal with Dongge at this time, breaking the death contract, his soul will be devoured.

Orochimaru's mouth opened suddenly, the crack almost extended to the base of the ear, and the head seemed to have no bones, only a layer of snake skin was left.

Whoosh!

An ugly white phosphorus snake suddenly emerged and plunged into the mouth of the last human sacrifice.

Puff puff!

The white ghost fires were extinguished one by one, and the huge ghost of death took the body abandoned by Orochimaru and left.