Kazuhiko, who was waiting quietly, made up his mind.

In these physical clones, Shuimu saw his own shadow, and there must be some idea of ​​harming his kind. Although Shuimu was very careful about them, he also regarded them as a possibility of his own path.

Whenever I think about their incomplete life, I will unconsciously tolerate many of their unique actions that do not affect my plan.

"When I woke up, I knew what you were going to do, but I didn't expect that it was not long before I died, and research had already progressed to this point, which was really surprising."

He Yan's dirty body looked at the seal barrier around him, and he was a little clear.

"It doesn't matter what you ask for. It's really good to wake up from the boredom of death, say a few words and move on, it's actually great!"

It’s not that Kazuhiko has no desire, but that he knows that the only thing he wants is resurrection, but this is exactly what Shuimu cannot do.

"If possible, I really want to live a complete life. When I am alive, I will often envy that guy from Yukimura!"

Kazuhiko's words left Shuimu speechless. Although the physical clones had independent personalities, the memory of Shuimu that the seedlings and sowed to grow was also a double-edged sword.

The independent soul, body and spirit are restrained by the body. Although it is not a puppet with a string, it is just a kite tied firmly by the silk thread in Shuimu's hand. It seems to fly high and far, but in fact it is just that.

This is also the price for them to exchange for limited freedom. Mizuki cannot let these guys who are weak in bondage with the Ninja Realm let themselves go. One Orochimaru is already troublesome. With one more Mizuki, there will be a lot more troubles. If there are more Mizuki, the Ninja Realm will probably never have peace.

"Although it was inexplicably "born", the short ninja career was magnificent. There were not many opportunities to be a three-tailed man, and in the end he even used the four-size seal, which should be quite powerful."

Every wise life likes to leave something in the world in its short life, which may be descendants of blood, knowledge, thoughts and will, or ninja inheritance. For life like Kazuhiko, who comes and goes quickly, it may pay more attention to the meaning of its existence.

"Then I started, once I started, I couldn't stop. Are you sure you're ready?"

Kazuhiko finally confirmed to Mizuki.

"You don't have to doubt my intention!"

"Maybe!"

Kazuhiko nodded to show that she understood, and then made seals with both hands.

As the chakra spread, the surrounding seal barriers began to become more and more solid, and the fluctuations in the space spread unscrupulously. The black chain-shaped runes expanded like they were expanding from all directions. Originally, through the barrier barrier, you could see the situation outside, but now they were completely isolated.

"What are you doing?"

It was originally a pleasure to be a little worried, but now his expression has changed drastically.

"Does it mean..."

Orochimaru let go of his perception, and the direction of chakra flowing around the explorer, slowly, cold sweat on his forehead began to emerge.

"Am I considered your accomplice?"

The original dark blue barrier gradually deepened and began to become deeper.

When all the light cannot penetrate, the entire Ghost Realm Island is completely isolated from the ninja world by the dark barrier.

There are few people in the Ninja Realm who can compare with Mizuki, but Mizuki is not afraid to activate the barrier itself, unless he never returns to the Ninja Realm in the future, he will definitely die and may even implicate other people.

How difficult is it to find someone who can understand and implement the barrier of water and wood?

Apart from Shuimu and his physical clone, there is probably no one else. Even Shuimu's disciple Haruno Sakura is far from here now.

Even the physical clone of Shuimu, using this dangerous seal barrier may be implicated due to close spiritual connections.

If a living person is not good, there are still "dead people".

Although Kazuhiko, who was reincarnated by the filthy land, will temporarily restore contact with the slept in the ninja world when he is in the ninja world, as long as he is reincarnated by the filthy land, or his soul is hidden, for example... in the stomach of the god of death, the ninja world can either only find the dead Kazuhiko's soul, or the murderer cannot be found at all.

If someone looks out from the Ghost Realm Island at this moment, he can see that this originally insignificant island is shrouded in a spherical barrier that absorbs almost all light. He seems to have noticed that a part of himself has been "cut off". The defense ability of the Ninja Realm begins to work, and terrifying purple lightnings are constantly crackling on the surface of the dark sphere, as if he wants to break the barrier and take back what originally belonged to him.

After a while, it seemed that such a shallow attack had no effect at all. Above the Ghost Realm Island, black clouds began to gather, gradually blocking all the sky in sight. Thunder flashed before the clouds, and a figure with sharp teeth and claws gradually showed its majestic appearance, with two horns on its head, like an arrogant dragon god, with a long thunder and lightning body, hitting heavily on the dark barrier.

Inside the barrier, Heyan's dirty earth body was originally trembling with sporadic lightning attacks. At this time, a long dragon-shaped lightning shot down, and the huge attack power directly made his hands seal, and the body of Heyan's dirty earth body, which had all his strength to output chakra, was as riddled with holes like rags. Fortunately, it was an immortal body. If it were Shuimu, it might have been seriously injured long ago.

"I'm really considerate. The immortal body, coupled with the almost infinite filthy body of chakra, can also use the barrier you set up. Only your dead entity clone can resist such a crisis."

Mizuki glanced at Orochimaru.

"There are no other methods, but it's not as convenient as it is now."

“What’s next to it?”

Mizuki replied naturally:

"I stole such a large piece of cake, of course I should eat it all and then eliminate the evidence!"

Shuimu is not as powerful as a sacred tree, and can directly absorb natural energy and not be retaliated against.

As soon as he thought of this, while waiting for a long time, he began to exert hope. A huge and weird butterfly began to appear, wrapping up hope. Just like the perfect human primordial, hope flapping its wings, and pieces of scale powder scattered, beginning to erode the ghost world wrapped in the barrier.
Chapter completed!