Naruto Time Control

It's a strange space.

You can see the houses are arranged normally, or upside down, or the upper and lower ends are separated like a mirror image. You can also see the horizontal and vertical sections, and the staggered stairs seem to be distributed in an orderly and chaotic manner.

This is Infinity City.

It is a special space created by the abilities of Oni Mai Tsuji's direct subordinate Naruto. It is located in a very deep underground. Only Naruto can manipulate the ability to pull other ghosts in from various areas.

On one of the square terraces, six figures were kneeling on one knee in order of position, maintaining this position, each with fear on their faces, daring not to make any extra moves.

They are the last ghost in the twelve ghost months.

Compared with the six tense and fearful lower strings, the six upper string ghosts gathered here are much more calm. More precisely, it should be the seven upper string ghosts, because the land of winding strings is a twin ghost.

"Yo……"

"Isn't this Mr. Yiwozuo? I'm so happy to see you so fierce. We haven't seen each other in ninety years."

A head floated out of a strange jade pot, showing a penetrating smile and looking at Yi Wozu not far away, with a little surprise in his eyes.

The Fifth of the Strings - Jade Pot!

Yuhu sensed the breath of Yiwozuo, and said with some amazement: "Speaking of which, compared to the last time we met, your breath, Lord Yiwozu, is completely different. It seems that you have become another kind of creature."

Yi Wozu glanced at Yuhu indifferently, but did not respond.

He only cares about ghosts stronger than him, and is not very interested in ghosts ranked below him, and after breaking the boundaries of ghosts this time, he is even less interested in the last three.

"It's only after a hundred and nine years..."

On an upside-down staircase, a short old man opened his mouth while clinging to the railing. His tone seemed to be filled with fear all the time.

Winding the string - half-day dog!

Yiwozuo also ignored Bantiangou, but looked at Mingnu not far away, holding a pipa and her hair covering her eyes, and said, "Mingnu, has Lord Wumisui arrived yet?"

"Sir Wuxian has not come here yet."

Naruto responded calmly.

Yi Wozu glanced around again and said, "What about the one who wound the strings?"

Today, almost every cell in his body is full of fighting intent, and he wants to challenge the top one, but because it was a tragic call, he suppressed his fighting intent.

Before Naruto could respond, a voice suddenly came from behind Yiwozuo.

"Oops, don't be impatient, Your Excellency Yiwozuo."

A handsome young man with a blood stain on his head appeared behind Yi Wozu and opened his mouth with a smile.

He put his head slightly closer to Yiwozuo, deliberately took a sniff, and said, "Wow, Yiwozuo has changed a lot, have you broken through the boundaries of ghosts?"

The second of the winding - Tong Mo!

"..."

Yi Wozu glanced at Tong Mo coldly and said, "I think our positions need to be exchanged."

"Ah, it's so scary, are you going to apply for a position change challenge for me? I might not be able to beat you, Yiwozu, this time, but I'm also looking forward to your change, Yiwozu."

Tong Mo took out a fan, covered half of his face, and opened his mouth with a smile.

Yi Wozu stared at Tong Mo coldly and did not respond, but a turbulent momentum had erupted and locked Tong Mo.

Click!

Just the ghost energy that came out of the impact made the wooden board at the foot of Yiwoza unable to bear it, and there were traces of cracking and spreading in all directions.

This surging and terrifying ghostly aura made the six people who were kneeling on the knees shiver for a while, and even the three people at the bottom of the string had their faces changed and felt enormous pressure.

Facing the momentum of Yi Wozu at this moment, even Tong Mo couldn't keep it relaxed completely, and withdrew the look of the hippie smiling face before, and there was a little solemnity in his eyes.

Yi Wozu has indeed become stronger!

If it is said that the previous Yiwozuo is much different from him, and if he fights with him, he will be easily hanged and beaten, then the current Yiwozuo has the power to threaten him.

but……

Judging from the current situation alone, Yi Wozu shouldn't be able to win against him.

Tong Mo silently judged each other's strength level in his heart.

And just when Yiwozu was raging and the battle seemed to be about to break out, another deep voice broke the almost frozen air.

"Yiwozuo, don't forget that we were summoned by Lord Wuxian. Even if you want to apply for a battle of changing positions, you have to wait until Lord Wuxian has explained the matter of calling us."

The speaker was wearing the robe of a warrior of the Warring States period and was standing on the edge of a corridor.

One of the winding strings - Black Death Mou!

"..."

Yi Wozu raised his head and glanced at Hei Dead Mou, then closed his eyes and restrained his aura.

It was almost the time when Yi Wozu was restraining his breath, an aura that made all the ghosts tremble from their hearts appeared silently.

Including Yiwozuo, all the ghosts looked in one direction.

A man stood on the edge of the corridor with his back to the crowd. As everyone's eyes gathered, he slowly turned his head, revealing a pair of sharp vertical pupils.

Ghost dance Tsuji is not miserable!

"See Lord Wu Miserable!"

The shivering Xiaxian Ghost knelt down on the ground and spoke in unison, while Hei Dead Mou and the others also closed their eyes and knelt down on one knee to salute Wuxian.

Wuxian moved his gaze, glanced at the ghosts, and finally landed on Yiwozuo.

"Yiwozuo."

"exist!"

Yi Woza kept on one knee and responded.

"You did a good job, you didn't let me down, overcame the weakness in your neck, became a more perfect ghost, and got closer to me."

"As a reward, I give you more blood."

Wuxian spoke gently, then raised his hand, the entire arm suddenly turned into a tentacle, flashed past like an afterimage, and pierced into the neck of Yiwozuo.

The source of the power of all ghosts comes from the blood without misery.

The strength of a ghost is often determined by two parts, one is how much blood it can absorb, and the other is how many humans it eats.

The former is more important than the latter, because even eating a hundred people is not as good as absorbing a single drop of blood.

Like the December ghost month.

If the ghost at the bottom of the string can withstand no miserable ten drops of blood at most, then the ghost on the string can endure thirty drops of blood at the weakest, and people like Yi Wozuo are more than a hundred drops of blood!

Noisy!

Wu Mian was not stingy, and directly injected a hundred drops of blood into Yi Wozuo. He knew that with his current physique, he could withstand so much blood.

"..."

The blood-injected Yi Wozu couldn't keep his posture, and the whole person knelt on the ground all of a sudden, and curled up together, every cell in the body felt severe pain.

But he didn't utter a single groan, he just resisted the pain so hard, and felt the further transformation of his body.

"I really can't win Yiwozuo now."

Looking at this scene, Tong Mo covered half of his face with a fan and whispered in his heart.

After accepting the bloodless Yi Wozu, he can still improve a lot of strength. I am afraid he really can't deal with it. He just doesn't know whether Yi Wozu can beat Hei Death Mou after this promotion.