Konoha: Starting from Ninja World S-Class Rebellion

Swish, the soul left the body, and the white snake returned to Yexi's body immediately without wasting much mental energy.

Up to now, he doesn't care if Maoyue Yexi's identity is exposed or not.

As long as he took away the holy object and recovered his injuries, it was enough for him to manipulate the situation in the Land of Fire based on his layout in the dream of the third son of the daimyo.

"Red?" Fukasaku Immortal stared.

"What's red?" Jiraiya's attention was focused on the fist that Suzanoko hit.

He did not see the white snake whose soul was separated from the body.

Immortal Shima didn't pay attention either, and turned to look at Immortal Fukasaku, "Father, your old eyes are dim? Isn't the whisker of these eyes originally red?"

"No" Fukasaku Sage seemed to want to explain, but it was inconvenient to explain.

It seems that once the explanation is not appropriate, there will be big problems.

"What's going on?" Immortal Zhima said dissatisfied.

At this time, the leader of the Cult of the Heretic God, who had not been hit by a patch, crawled out from the gap in the human figure sunken in the wall.

Unscathed except for the dirty clothes, apparently crawling out after recovering.

"You can still move? How can you move freely?"

The cult leader's mentality does not appear to be as intact as it appears.

It was as if the world view had collapsed.

White Snake felt his own weakness, "What did you do to me?"

But the leader of the Cult of the Evil God didn't answer, he just looked at the white snake in shock and muttered in his mouth.

"How could you not be affected by the 'life replacement technique'? If it wasn't your life, whose life would it be?"

The leader of the Cult of the Heretic God stared at his followers, as if seeing a ghost.

The so-called life replacement technique is a weird spell left over from their ancestors by the Sisi clan.

To use it, one needs to take someone's blood, perform a ritual, and bind that person's life to the person who cast the spell.

Every time the caster is injured, as long as he does not die on the spot, the chakra of the person whose blood is taken will be consumed to recover his injury.

It is a very useless spell, because the requirements for sacrifices are too high, so the success rate is infinitely close to zero.

In the past hundred years, only the blood of the whirlpool clan with special physique and the excellent thousand-hand clan can successfully cast the spell.

But recently, the evil god, who had been silent for hundreds of years and was even suspected of not existing at all, woke up.

As the inheritor, the leader of the Cult of the Heretic God immediately sensed it and received the divine revelation.

He saw purple hair, obviously not the whirlpool or the thousand-handed white snake.

At the same time, the urge to perform the "surrogate compensation technique" also arose.

He knew that this was the enlightenment given to him by Lord Cthulhu.

Using the purple-haired woman as a life-changing sacrifice to resist Jiraiya and others who demanded the holy relic.

Continue until the end of the ceremony.

And just to be on the safe side, he also set up additional puzzles to lure Jiraiya away and blame Uchiha, successfully delaying the time.

The situation is good, there should be no problems.

But this purple-haired woman, although she looks mentally weak, can still use ninjutsu normally.

And you can move freely.

How can there be a look of being drained?

This is obviously a failure of his technique, and there is no one to replace him.

But his subordinates enjoyed the effect of the successful operation.

what on earth is it?

"Hey, did you hear that the child's father, that's a substitute for life." Immortal Zhima was a little proud of his guess.

But Immortal Fukasaku ignored her, his mouth opened wide, and he couldn't tell whether it was panic or panic.

"It's broken, there's nothing wrong with it, he's a man of destiny, only someone else can die for him, there's no reason for him to die for someone else, we shouldn't get involved, it's a big mistake!"

"What? You said she and he are heavy?" Immortal Zhima stopped his mouth in time, and glanced at Jiraiya, "The destined person?"

"What is a destined person?" Zilai also looked confused.

He has only heard of Destiny's Child, when will there be another Destiny.

Immortal Fukasaku didn't answer Ziraiya, but nodded to Immortal Shima, confirming the identity of the white snake.

Immortal Shima blushed, nearly had a cerebral hemorrhage, and jumped anxiously on Jiraiya's shoulder.

He opened his mouth and roared with a croak.

"It's all to blame on that stupid old man. If you don't know the prophecy, just shut up and stop talking. What the hell!"

"Stop talking, withdraw!"

With a bang, Fukasaku Immortal turned into a cloud of white mist, and Shima Immortal was half a step behind, but also disappeared.

Jiraiya's sage mode was immediately released, and he stood there blankly, not knowing what to do.

Then with a bang, Jiraiya also disappeared.

He was reverse psychic to Mt. Miaomu.

Seeing that the two troublesome old toads and Jilai had also disappeared, the leader of the Cult of the Evil God felt a little relieved.

Although some changes have occurred, the situation is still under control and the ceremony is about to be completed.

Lord Cthulhu will once again take care of their Sisi clan.

The leader felt relieved, but the White Snake lost his mind.

Are those two toads sick?

Pulled him out, then ran away by himself, and dragged Zilai away.

Why someone else died for me? It's really ridiculous to say this from the mouth of the person who pulled me out as a dead ghost.

Who else is destined, one or two let this be a riddle?Can't explain clearly?

He is a time traveler, and he only has incomplete memory, so he can't understand at all!

"Are you destined?"

Fortunately, the leader of the Cult of the Evil God deliberately delayed the time and did not start the fight immediately.

"Exactly." White Snake straightened his back, imitating Payne's godlike and emotional tone.

"I came here this time to take away the holy object. This is a matter of destiny. I hope you don't want to be an enemy of destiny."

"What do you mean by a doomed person? What is a doomed thing? Who are you?"

The leader narrowed his eyes and carefully looked at the white snake's expression, as if he wanted to see the deepest part of his soul through his skin.

The white snake's eyeballs moved.

Grass, you don’t know either?Don't you know a lot?Everyone knows the Great Immortal of Mount Miaomu.

White Snake originally thought about asking about it after he had tricked the sacred object into his hands.

Unexpectedly, the sect leader even knew the foundation of Miaomu Mountain, but he didn't even know what the meaning of the destined person was.

Can the secretiveness of the doomed person be higher than that of the master Miaomushan?

It's broken, I have traveled through a great conspiracy!

"Aren't you going to say it?" The leader slowly took a breath, clenching his fists behind his back.

He and his disciples were replaced by something, and everyone was in a very good condition.

He is confident that he will not lose to this so-called "destined man" and Asma who looks like an ordinary ninja.

Seeing that he wanted to do something, White Snake also designed an escape route, ready to fight.

"Zuo Nenghu!"

The steel rod in the leader's hand pierced the back of the believer who installed Sharingan.

The believer let out a small cry of pain, and the red skeleton began to build.

"Third rib from the right!"

The familiar voice was anxious and calm.

With a flick of the "Yueying" long knife in White Snake's hand, it actually penetrated Xu Zuonenghu's third rib, and cut off a disciple's arm.

And the believer let out a muffled sound, unable to maintain Xu Zuo Neng any longer, the red skeleton collapsed and fell apart.

"Who is it?" The leader rolled his eyes.

A black crow flew over and was grabbed by him and crushed to death.

And out of the crow's mouth, a little crow flew out, and pecked off a kaleidoscope Sharingan of a believer.

"Don't think about it." After the crow flew high, the leader raised the steel pipe and made a posture of throwing a javelin. The muscles of his right arm bulged and threw the steel pipe forcefully.

Then the figure suddenly appeared at the landing point of the steel pipe.

When the steel pipe pierces the crow, it will fly into the hands of the leader.

At this time, it was too late to rescue the crow.

How could Kunai's flying speed compare to the sharp steel pipe he threw with all his strength.

When the steel pipe flew out, Asma also threw out the fist blade in his hand at the same time.

However, the material of his fist blade itself is already impeccable, and it is even sharper after he keeps polishing it with wind escape chakra.

It actually cut the steel pipe out of a smooth fracture, without even the sound of a hard object colliding, it just penetrated through it.

"The on-the-spot reaction is fast, but only the on-the-spot reaction is fast."

The crow's body was pierced by the steel pipe and continued to fly towards the leader.

With a hook of the white snake's finger, the chakra line was connected to the fist blade.