People are in Hokage, start with an old tree on the grave of Jinglingting

Ghoul banning - the ultimate sealing technique, by sacrificing your own soul, you can summon the god of death from the pure land to harvest and seal the souls of enemies.

And it happens to have the word [ghost] in the name, take a closer look!

Sarutobi Hiruzen doesn't want to think about it any more, he doesn't care about so many secrets and unknowns~ Summon the god of death, seal all these ghosts, and the world should be able to return to the normal track before!

Clusters of ghost lanterns emerged from the void, like candles placed on both sides of the Pure Land, burning silently, spinning into a huge circle. Inside, a person was covered with white cloth, only empty eyes exposed, fishing Tongue, with a dagger curled around the tongue... the god of death emerged from the circle.

This Grim Reaper looks beyond words!

"Reaper, seal their souls!"

Hiruzaru Sarutobi's face suddenly became old and wrinkled. He stretched out his hand first to aim at Oni Wu Tsuji Mimi, and then the Grim Reaper on top of his head followed his movements, slowly opening his arms, and the two arms stretched out from the cuffs like rubber. The meandering growth catches the ghost Mai Tsuji.

"..." Kibutsuji Muzan seemed to be frightened, standing motionless on the spot, letting the arms of the god of death wrap around his waist.

"Caught!"

Sarutobi's eyes lit up, after all, it was the forbidden technique he was preparing to sacrifice the soul, and he easily locked and grabbed the ghost's body.

"Harvest, ban!"

Hiruzaru Sarutobi shouted at the god of death with closed eyes, the ghost sealed in the box of bliss may be released, then let the god of death swallow the ghost, and it will never see the light of day again!

Hiruzaru Sarutobi's vitality and chakra were passing away rapidly, and the arms of the god of death were also pierced into Onimai Tsuji's body, and they were slowly pulling them out. Get ready, cut off the pulled out soul and eat it in your mouth.

1s!

2s!

3s!

4s!

5s!

.....

Smelly saliva dripped from the corners of the Grim Reaper's mouth, but the two arms seemed to be stuck, and he couldn't pull them out for a long time.

"..." Sarutobi Hiruzen's eyes widened, and his cloudy eyes were as confused as an infant's.

grim Reaper,

why don't you do it

Is it because the taste of disgusting ghosts is bad?

so why,

Still sucking my life force?

The ritual of banning ghouls got stuck, Hiruzaru Sarutobi was in a dilemma, age spots appeared on his wrinkled face.

"It scares me. I'm still wondering when the God of Death who lives at the top of the sky will ever pay attention to the struggles under the clouds, let alone the begging of mere humans? So it turns out that the God of Death you are talking about is this... well, you human being I admire your courage!”

Oni Wu Tsuji pretended to be surprised, opened the paper fan in his hand and covered his mouth with a charming laugh,

"The blue face and long tongue are like ghosts, so ugly and hideous like a hanged puppet, you call this a god of death? I'm afraid that your soul after death will be suppressed in the palace of sin, and you will never be able to live forever." Super born!"

"??" Sarutobi Hitomi swallowed a mouthful of spit, as if he didn't believe in evil, he vigorously urged the delivery of chakra, trying to make the god of death open his eyes and look at the arrogant ghost in front of him.

But the god of death seemed to be sleeping and pretending to be dead, with his eyes tightly closed, and the tongue curled up with the dagger was quietly stuffed back into his mouth at some point.

A stream of sacrificial chakra and life force was transported back to Sarutobi Hiruzen's body as if being rejected and returned.

Hiruzaru Sarutobi felt the chakra and vitality rushing back from his body, but the muscles on his face wrinkled even tighter. He didn't feel the slightest joy in his heart, but only felt the coldness penetrating into his soul.

Ghoul seal is ineffective against ghosts?

What is Death doing?

Is the God of Death afraid...

Hiruzen Sarutobi suppressed the blasphemous thought of death in his mind, but he clearly felt a taste of panic from the chakra sent back.

impossible,

There must be something wrong with this technique, or there is no soul in the ghost's body!

"It's really interesting, even in my long life, there are not many such interesting pictures, human beings, your creative performance and daring please me, what do you think?"

Onimai Tsuji Mucan's eyeballs turned strangely, and asked the surrounding Onizuki, but actually his gaze stayed on [Nirina Mayuri] and [Ichimaru Gin].

"...It's very interesting!" Nie Yuli spit out an exaggerated laugh from his throat, staring at the God of Death opposite him, already thinking about how to catch it and dissect it in the future.

"..." Ichimaru Gin tilted his head, feeling offended. He gritted his teeth and sneered at the fake Shinigami opposite him. A cold and terrifying murderous intent overflowed from his body, and he instantly locked the... Shinigami opposite him. !

The two arms suddenly spread apart, Onimui Tsuji Muchan retracted his sleeves, the god of death didn't know if he was conscious, anyway, he closed his mouth tightly, actively cut off the connection with Sarutobi Hiruzen, retreated into the void and disappeared.

Hiru Sarutobi's scalp was numb, and his whole body froze. He felt as if a horrific killing intent brushed against his soul just now, giving him a tingling feeling of being pricked by needles all over his body.

"Human, I'm afraid your soul has been imprinted with the mark of confession. In this case, I can't kill you for the time being..."

Onimai Tsuji Muyou chuckled. In his script, Hiruzaru Sarutobi shouldn't die today. Keeping this old guy alive will benefit his next plan promotion. Moreover, a certain performance in the future will also require the Third Hokage The cooperation can be more exciting.

"Treasure you and use your eternal soul to sink for yourself..."

Oni Wu Tsuji looked up and glanced at a group of [spectators] in the hole outside,

"With the short life they won, as a reward for waking me up, I am willing to give humans a little time to prepare!"

Guiwu Tsuji took out a scroll from his cuff, and said lightly: "I have been imprisoned for 1000 years, and I have endured enough monotonous and boring time. I hope that human beings can make me feel more fun, instead of becoming Serve the ingredients on the table and the red wine in the glass!"

"..." Sarutobi Hiruzen held his breath, his mind was very confused now.

"I smell the evil planted in his soul!" Onizuki [Niri Mayuri] sniffed his nose in a similar manner, and lowered his voice to remind Onimai Tsuji, with a hint of disgust in his tone just right and fear.

Sarutobi Hiruza couldn't understand what they were talking about, but he could hear the fear and fear hidden in those words. Is there anything that makes ghosts fear?

Ghosts naturally won't explain it to humans!

This doubt can only be temporarily buried in his heart. If he does not die today, maybe he will have a chance to solve it later. He has now rationally given up the idea of ​​killing Onimai Tsuji or sealing the other party.

"It's almost dawn!" Onizuki [Ichimaru Gin] said abruptly.

"I still have a lot of things to deal with, so I won't bother you here. I hope you can take care of your health and live until the next time you meet me!"

Onimai Tsuji Muyou bid farewell to Sarutobi Hiruzen very gracefully and politely,

"That day, I won't let you wait too long!"

When the voice fell, Guiwu Tsuji tore open the scroll, and a strange black light fell from the sky, covering them completely. The black light seemed to be a membrane that isolates the world, isolating all material exchange and energy transmission outside!

It was the scroll of returning to the city, which should have been a transparent golden light, but now because of the atmosphere, it was dyed black. It was a trick played by Nie Yuri.

After a few seconds, the black light dissipated and the ghost disappeared...