What's Up with This Puppet Master?

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Long Er and Hong also breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

Don't look at how arrogant he is in battle, but it's just a small way to put pressure on the enemy.

In fact, the more arrogant he behaves, the more pressure he bears, so he uses small tricks.

"Master, what should I do now?"

Hong looked at Long Er and waited for instructions.

The purpose of coming to Yuyin this time is to complete the task of the Iron Country, and the second is to snatch the Eye of Samsara.

But now the plan to snatch the eye of reincarnation has failed, and I don't know what to do next.

"Put away Ban's corpse first, and go to the frontal battlefield later." Long Er controlled the armor to fall to the ground, ready to move Ban's corpse into the portable space and use instruments to preserve cell vitality.

But when he lifted the body, Madara Uchiha's hood fell off, revealing a pair of intact eyes.

Long Er was stunned.

He remembered that Madara Uchiha gave Nagato his reincarnation eye, but there was only one samsara eye that he snatched from someone else.

Moreover, the ninjutsu Madara finally used to avoid the sandstorm burial is obviously Izanagi, and there will be a wheel-shaped eye that completely loses its light.

In other words, Uchiha Madara should be completely blind now.

Thinking of this, Long Er's face changed, grabbing the left shoulder of the corpse and tearing it off from the body.

As a result, the split corpse had no blood, just a white plant cell-like thing.

"what is this!?"

When Hong saw the abnormality, he couldn't help being surprised.

"It's Bai Jue."

Long Er threw the corpse on the ground, took a deep breath, and began to organize the whole battle.

With that level of combat power, the opponent is undoubtedly Madara Uchiha himself.It's just that I don't know when I changed bodies with Bai Jue.

He continued to think deeply, thinking about the problem.

It was a red sandstorm burial.

After the entire battle, Madara Uchiha was in the sight of the two of them, and it was impossible to have the opportunity to exchange bodies with Bai Jue.

Only when they were swallowed up by the sandstorm burial, the two briefly lost Madara's figure.

Madara Uchiha used Izanagi to modify the reality that he was killed by the sandstorm mass burial, and then directly escaped into the ground to exchange for a substitute for Bai Jue, who had been lurking for a long time.

But in that case, why did Madara's corpse appear and Izanagi's effect disappeared?

No, I get it.

It was Shirai who was killed by Sandstorm from the very beginning, and Madara's Izanagi's role was not himself, but that Shirai.

Madara had already completed the replacement the moment she was swallowed by the Sandstorm Burial, and then used Izanagi to confuse me and Red Eyes in order to delay the time to ensure that she escaped smoothly.

"Izanagi needs to be prepared in advance to use it. Madara Uchiha has long thought of using Jin Chan to escape from her shell. This guy" Ryuji didn't know how to evaluate him, he could only say that he was indeed Madara Uchiha.

Although he has always attached great importance to Uchiha Madara, he still despises him subconsciously.

Because Madara has always lost to Senju Hashirama, the fate of his entire life has been controlled by Black Jue.

After being reincarnated from the dirty soil, although she pretended to be aggressive, she was slapped in the face again and again.

In addition, he told him before that the Eye of the Moon plan was a trap, but the other party thought he was playing with him without even thinking about it.

This made Long Er feel that although Madara has great power, he is extremely conceited and his mind has become a little disabled.

but now

"I've been taught a lesson!"

Long Er sighed again.

This battle made him clearly realize the gap between him and the top powerhouses.

Not from strength and speed, but from experience.

But this is also impossible.

Even if Long Er Liang was a human being, it was far less than half his life.

"The master has done a good job. If the master grows up, he will definitely be stronger than that Uchiha Madara." Hong comforted him, and Long Er couldn't help but want to laugh.

"I haven't been so conceited that I have to catch up with other people's efforts in the past [-] years. It is better to say that there is only this gap. I am already very pleased."

Hong was taken aback for a while, then smiled gratifiedly.

Although the master doesn't have to comfort himself, and is a little sad, but seeing the master's mentality in such a good mood, he can't help but feel happy for the master.

"Okay, it's not without harvest this time." Long Er sent Bai Jue's corpse into the portable space and kept it with the instrument, and then continued: "At least the goal of harvesting Bai Jue has been completed, and the immortal body will be available in the future."

"Even if there is no body of Bai Jue, I believe that the master will make a fairy body by himself."

"Maybe, but how much time will it waste?" Long Er said noncommittally.

"The master is too modest."

Facing Hong's flattery, Long Er shrugged and did not respond.

He returned to the road, next to Xiao Nan's body.

The girl's eyes were still wide open, and the skin on her body had been infected with purple.

This is Iwata's poison.

The puppet masters are also poison masters, and their weapons are all painted with poison.

"The poison has spread all over the body, and the cells are all necrotic, so it can't be cultivated." Long Er closed Xiao Nan's eyes, feeling a little regretful.

He doesn't lack the cells of a master now, so it's not that he is rare for Xiaonan's body, let alone that he is interested in the technique of the God's Paper. Well, he is indeed interested in the technique of the God's Paper.

After all, turning the body into paper is weird how you look at it.

But the main purpose of creating a new small Nandi is not to study the technique of the god of paper, but to deal with Nagato.

Nagato has turned black, but his legs are not broken, and he does not need to rely on machine-assisted movements like the original.

He will become stronger than the original in the future.

Although Ryuuji is confident that he will become stronger than Nagato in the future, his cautious personality still makes him want to be an insurance.

That is another Xiaonan.

pity.

"Master, don't be discouraged!" Hong took out a glass bottle and shook it flamboyantly in front of Long Er.

A pale blue ball of light floats in the bottle.

"This is"

Long Er's eyes widened.

It's not that he really doesn't know this thing, but he is worried that he will have fun.

So I want to confirm first and then be happy.

"That's right, this is Xiao Nan's soul." Hong handed the bottle over and said with a smile, "At that time, Xiao Nan seemed to be a little abnormal before she died. I noticed something was wrong, so I intercepted her before her soul went to the Pure Land."

"Good job!"

Long Er took the bottle containing Xiao Nan's soul, and happily clapped hands with Hong to celebrate.

The souls of this world are all consciousness curled up in the chakra ball unless the soul itself can manifest such skills or abilities.

It will spill out of the body with the death of the body, and then go to the Pure Land by dissipating.

Ordinary people can't see it at all, and can't find it, let alone touch it.

Only a person like Hong who has various talents and is good at related types of ninjutsu can do the tricky operation of intercepting the soul before it goes to the Pure Land.

In an unknown burrow.

Nagato woke up blankly.

Looking at the unfamiliar rock wall, his consciousness gradually became clear, and the image of Xiao Nan's tragic death came to his mind.

"Xiao Nan!"

Nagato screamed and sat up suddenly, this violent movement caused the burns to flare up, and the severe pain invaded, making him moan uncontrollably.

"You better not act rashly."

Hearing this weak voice, Nagato looked up abruptly, and saw an old man with white hair, withered as wood, covered by bangs, with only one empty eye exposed, sitting under a strange golem.

"Did you save me?"

Nagato asked, remembering the situation during the battle.

"it's me."

"Thank you, old man."

"You don't have to thank me."

"?"

"I have a price for saving you."

Hearing this, Nagato was silent for a moment and said, "I don't have any money right now, I'll come back later to thank you!"

"I am a dying old man,

What do you want money for? "

Hearing this, Nagato fell silent again.

This old man is so strange.