Uchiha's Dimensional Invasion Plan

Chapter 609 Unknown
——Boom, there was a violent shock, and the wooden man over [-] meters tall was knocked to the ground with a punch.

Standing among the pillars above the wooden man, he looked at the ground with a serious expression, and glanced at other battlefields from his corner of the eye from time to time.

Ah Fei's wooden escape is very good, so good that he feels a little familiar.

But excellent is outstanding, just talking about the attainments in wood escape, whether it is the proficiency or the chakra contained in the escape method, the opponent is more than a cut behind.

Facing this seemingly weakened version of himself, Hashirama is confident that he can resolve the battle within 10 minutes.

But what he is facing now is not the protagonist, the real battle is still there.

Looking at the panic-stricken people on the other side, he couldn't help feeling worried.

Although judging from the battle situation, everyone was just a little embarrassed, and there was nothing serious about it.

But feeling Madara's aura that was completely different from the past, Hashirama knew very well in his heart that Madara was just playing with them now, and hadn't used his real power at all.

With this great uncertainty ahead, Hashirama now only hopes that Madara can have fun and is willing to play for a while, otherwise those people will be wiped out if one is unlucky.

But no matter how much you play, you will always get bored, so how can you break the game?
Zhu Jian's brain was spinning fast, constantly thinking about countermeasures.

There was a loud bang, and Zhujian, who was immersed in his mind, staggered carelessly and almost fell off the wooden figure.

He quickly focused on looking back at the battlefield, and saw the opposite figure with his hands clasped tightly, as if he was summoning all his strength to cast a very powerful spell.

Hashirama frowned, and was about to take this opportunity to give the opponent another heavy blow.

Suddenly, the ground began to tremble violently.

Immediately afterwards, with his shocked expression, a giant Buddha hundreds of meters high slowly rose from the ground.

As soon as he appeared, the arm on the back of the Buddha quickly swung a few times, causing a violent gust of wind, as if warming up, but with Ah Fei's temperament, there was a high probability that he was still demonstrating.

Affected by this, the complexions of the people who were being teased by Madara changed, they stopped their movements and stepped back in unison.

Seeing the incomparable power of the majestic Buddha, while everyone was shocked, they couldn't help worrying about Qi Zhujian's victory or defeat.

However, just as the worries in their hearts arose, suddenly, a violent chakra swept away from the wooden man.

Instigated by Chakra, the invisible aura blows dust around the surroundings, as if the potential burst out between the pillars, the whole body begins to reveal a vigorous and powerful breath, and a circle of brown texture appears above the eyelids.

"Hey, are you going to get serious?" Sensing this chakra, Madara moved his eyes towards Hashirama with interest, and muttered to himself.

The people who stopped were just breathed a sigh of relief when suddenly, the ground began to tremble again.

Under the twisting and gathering of countless roots, a thousand-meter-high giant slowly crawled out of the ground and stood up while everyone was stunned.

Looking at his own giant Buddha who was more than half shorter, Ah Fei subconsciously touched his head, as if he was a little at a loss.

"Hey, it seems impossible to fight an enemy of this level."

After thinking for a while, he turned his gaze to Madara.

What responded to him was Madara's expressionless face, and it seemed that he had no intention of interfering in their battle at all.

Seeing this, he had no choice but to sigh helplessly, and controlled the giant Buddha to raise his arms to attack first.

——Boom, the air currents were raging, the waves were rough, and the violent collision began.

The complexions of the figures standing around changed drastically, and they hurriedly beckoned to their companions to continue to retreat.

In the crowd, Chiyo smiled wryly as he ran: "No wonder he is called the God of Ninjas. This kind of power is indeed far beyond what we can contend with. Konoha's ninjas are really eccentric."

Onogi said with a sullen face, "Compared to lamenting the power of the first generation of Hokage, I am more worried about how to fight the next battle. Even one of the opponent's subordinates has such power. One can imagine how strong Uchiha Madara is." .”

Chiyo looked worried: "There is no way, things are up to now, there is no place for us other than here, if possible, I really don't want to give up here and escape, I can only take one step at a time."

On the other hand, Shisui hesitated for a while, and finally agreed with Tomona's decision.

The situation is urgent and urgent, and they are not blind. They know very well whether these people can deal with Uchiha Madara.

"Then I'll leave it to you!" Tomona patted Shishui's shoulder, although his tone was serious, but his complexion was very gentle.

For some reason, although this Uchiha clansman is just a rebellious ninja, it surprisingly gave him a very familiar feeling. He seemed to see a familiar shadow from the other party.

He was curious about this, and wanted to ask several times, but in the end he gave up.

He was worried that if this traitor was really a descendant of his disciple, it would be too hurtful.

Zhishui nodded: "I understand, but are you sure there is still time?"

"You should have heard of the Flying Thunder God technique. When I was summoned last time, I left marks in several places. It won't take long."

As soon as the words were finished, Tobima disappeared without warning.

Seeing this, the man opposite Zhishui smiled coldly: "Did you choose to abandon your companions and escape alone because you were scared out of your wits?"

"Ah, I forgot, that guy is immortal, so that means he is going to rescue soldiers?"

Zhishui who turned around did not answer his words, but said in a cold voice with a solemn face: "Who the hell are you? Why do you have Sharingan, I don't remember that there is someone like you in the family."

"You are just a little ghost, how many people can you remember, who am I, you will understand when you die."

After the words fell, the man waved the round fan again and attacked Zhishui.

At the same time, in the billowing yellow sand hundreds of miles away from Hope City, everyone in the Xiao organization was half-kneeling on the ground in disarray, bathing in the wind and sand in a state of embarrassment.

They were facing a man covered in black robes. The man was holding a crystal ball in his right hand, standing in the air, looking down at them.

"Why, do you want to continue?"

A faint voice resounded around everyone, even if they couldn't see the expression on the other side, they could still guess the arrogance and pride of the other side under the mask.

Fei Duan stared at the man with staring eyes, and said with dissatisfaction: "Damn it, you still want to beat me at this level, you are too crazy."

The man said indifferently: "Your name is Fei Duan. I heard that you believe in the evil god, so... don't you want to really see the posture of the evil god?"

Hearing this at first, Fei Duan was taken aback for a moment, but then, he widened his eyes, clenched his fists and gritted his teeth and said angrily, "What are you talking about! You bastard, how dare you insult Lord Evil God."

The man smiled: "Is it an insult, you will understand later."

After finishing the words, he gently raised the crystal ball in his hand.

Yingying white awns bloom, inconspicuous, even a little blurry in the environment where the sun is shining brightly and the sky is full of yellow sand.

However, Fei Duan saw it surprisingly clearly, and seemed to be stunned for an instant as if seeing an unbelievable picture.

(End of this chapter)