Into another world with Naruto

"Humph" Ichibi refused.

Seeing Ichibi's failed but still proud look, Sanbi angrily swung his tail and slapped Shukaku's butt.

So when Li Xi's mental power penetrated the seal, what he saw was the three tails pressing one tail to the ground and outputting wildly. At this time, the thorny barbs on the back of the three tails were completely restored, and they were blown black by the thunder. The skin has also returned to its original state, and the way Ichibi endures the pain and remains silent perfectly portrays the suffering people who are exploited and oppressed.

"Isofu, what are you doing?" Li Xi asked angrily. What he saw in front of him was completely different from what he thought.

"Hahaha, Li Xi, this guy is dishonest when he comes here. I'll clean it up for you." Sanwei Isugu got off the Ichibi Shukaku in embarrassment, and used his body to block Li Xi's sight, and quietly used his tail to stop Li Xi. Samehada was pulled out of Shukaku's body.

Li Xi understood it at a glance. This guy Sanwei Isogu used an excuse to drain Shukaku and heal his own injuries. It was really shameless.

"Hello, I am your Jinchuuriki and your fighting partner in this world. I hope that in the days to come, we can survive side by side in this cruel world." Li Xi said to Yiwei with a friendly smile Shukaku said, extending his fist.

"Humph"

One-tailed Shukaku didn't even look at Li Xi. He just glared at Three-tailed Isotsu, and then his body sank directly into the yellow sand island like a river flowing into the sea, leaving Li Xi's outstretched fist lying there alone. Messy in the sea breeze.

Li Xi looked at Sanwei who was quietly walking away with his tail between his legs. What was supposed to be a good meeting for welcoming newcomers turned into this. It was because he believed in Sanwei's honest appearance too much. Who knew that it would be possible under such a loyal face? A clever ghost with many tricks.

Now that Ichibi Shukaku is angry and uncooperative, Li Xi can only do this for now and wait until conditions are met later. Anyway, it is a community of life where one prospers and the other suffers, and when his anger subsides, sooner or later everything will be the same. Surrendered.

At worst, just take advantage of these few days and work hard every day, and sooner or later Shukaku Ichibi will be able to understand his destiny.

Traveling under the starry night, under the stars and the moon, crossing several mountain ranges, more than a dozen cities, and bypassing Snow City, the northernmost city of mankind, Li Xi finally arrived at the Doluo Wasteland after a few days.

The ground is covered with white snow, and in this barren land where few people visit, not even an animal's footprints can be seen. This is the season when all animals survive the winter by storing food in their caves.

Li Xi identified a direction according to the intelligence and continued to run.

In the center of Doluo Wasteland, I don’t know when a small city was built. The scale of the city is not very big, especially the snow on the ground has just been swept away in many areas, revealing the withered and yellow land below. It seems that the city has been under construction for less than a month. .

According to the intelligence, this city is the starting point for the God of Wanderers and Bandits, Hertzman, who intends to restore his former glory. He wants to use his identity as a god to bring together all the bandits and wanderers in the Doro Wasteland to increase his own strength.

But Li Xi felt the breath of death before he got close. In the originally bustling city, there was only deathly silence. Crows were flying up and down in groups, and a group of vultures told them that they had delicious food here.

When Li Xi walked in, the prototype of the city wall just built with huge rocks was covered with corpses, goblins, bugbears, trolls, some humans, and some rare monster corpses. These corpses were not torn into pieces, otherwise It was cut into several pieces and attacked by elemental magic.

Obviously, it is easy to see that this city that experienced a brutal massacre and was originally born in the sinful land of Doluo Wasteland was directly killed in its infancy.

Inside the city, it can be seen that the buildings that were originally very ugly and not in line with ordinary people's aesthetics have been torn down by the aftermath of the war, extinguished and leaving only the lone black smoke rising under the ashes.

The charred corpses and the collapsed stone house told that what happened here was no more than two days old.

"My father, Taiyang, promised me that he had exclusive information. He also picked up other people's leftovers to see if I don't rip off his head when I get back." Li Xi was a little angry. It was obvious that his target was caught first.

"I felt the atmosphere after the war in the center of the city. The five parties fighting were very powerful. One of them should be Herzmann, the god of wandering and banditry. There is still residual divine power in the air." Alice was in Li Xi's heart. He said in a solemn tone.

Li Xi quickly rushed to the center of the city. If the edge of the city was the scene after the massacre of the city by mortals, then the center of the city was simply the remains of the battlefield of the gods.

There should have been a tall altar here, but now the ground is full of rubble and even the foundation has been broken, leaving a large crater radiating outward, indicating the brutality of the battle at that time.

Li Xi carefully observed the details after the battle. Among the altar rubble were the corpses of powerful undead that were smashed all over the ground. From the broken bones of the undead alone, it could be seen that the strength of these undead was above level three. Li Xi even Several small fragments of dragon bones were found, and it can be concluded that a powerful necromancer who could control the bone dragon appeared here. He commanded more than a thousand undead to participate in the slaying of gods.

The air is filled with the fierce sword energy that wants to cut through all the condensations. The sword energy that has not been destroyed for several days is still showing its power. This sword energy is consistent with the aura on the gravel of the altar. The tall altar is Destroyed by sword energy.

Li Xi stepped forward and stretched out his finger to gently touch a sword energy. Although his finger was not scratched, it made Li Xi feel a slight pain. This is definitely a master swordsman among masters. The weakest one is level seven. At the peak level, he should be the main attacker in the team.

There is also a strong aura as thick as a mountain pressing on Li Xi's heart. Just by making Li Xi feel, he can feel absolute defense and a full sense of security. This is a very high-level defensive warrior, better than Li Xi has ever been. Bruce, the leader of the Mammoth Mercenary Group he has worked with, is even stronger.

Bruce is a sixth-level unyielding warrior whose defense is on par with a seventh-level strongman. What about this one who appears here?

In the last breath, Li Xi couldn't feel the specific occupational category. He could only feel that it was weird, powerful, weak, and mysterious at the same time, familiar yet unfamiliar, and full of contradictory feelings.

These four should have formed a team to hunt down Hertzman, the god of wandering and banditry. Judging from the situation at the scene, Hertzman must be in trouble.

Li Xi stretched out his palm, and countless rays of golden light spread out from his hand to the surroundings. A huge suction force radiated from Li Xi's palm. Countless little bits of light and tired birds immediately gathered in the air towards his hand.

It took several minutes for the crazy inhalation of a giant to end, and fifteen drops of divine power appeared in Li Xi's palm.

"He is indeed a genuine god. He is not comparable to those fake evil gods. He has so much divine power. I really don't know how much divine power he really has." Li Xi's single eye revealed a wolf-like green look. Light, this is the first time I have seen such rich divine power. If I don’t use it, I will not be able to sleep well for the rest of my life.

The strength of the four-person team was strong, but he was not weak either. Li Xi estimated that Hertzman's divine power would exceed a hundred drops. A hundred drops, this was the hope of absorbing Senju Hashirama's cells.

"Alice, do you know what to do?"

"clear."

Li Xi flipped his palm lightly, and an insect soldier the size of an ant emerged from his wrist. Miraculously, the little insect soldier grew bigger in the wind as soon as it came out, and in the blink of an eye it became as big as a hummingbird.

With almost invisible eyes and a disproportionately big nose, it moved its wings and flew towards the southern human country.

"He can feel the lingering smell in the air. As long as you follow him, you can find those four people." Alice is very proud. With this ability, not many people in the whole world can achieve it.

"They are so aggressive and can leave their own scent in the air after leaving. These people are not very professional." Li Xi followed the insect soldiers and watched as the insect soldiers ran in one direction without even hesitating. Flying, you will know how heavy the smell is in the air.

"It's because of me. Even if I were someone else, you wouldn't be able to find it if I pointed you in the direction." Alice was a little angry. She was obviously great, but why did you say that these people were unprofessional?

"I was wrong, you were right."

In fact, Li Xi could also distinguish the scents of these four people from the air, but he was not as professional as Alice. If Li Xi chased them by himself, it might take several times the time.

Li Xi followed the insect soldiers and could see that the routes chosen by these four people were all remote and uninhabited routes. They did not even lean against the city wall. The most important thing was that these four people did not separate and were still together, almost After most of a day, the insect soldiers stopped and flew up and down towards Li Xi towards the valley in the distance.

"Are they in the valley?"

"Yes, the insect soldiers discovered that the scent of those four people was there."

Li Xi frowned as he looked at the terrain in the distance. Logically speaking, these four people who succeeded in killing the gods should fly far away and find a treasure land to practice or something else. They are not far away from the Doluo Wasteland. What are they doing hiding here? ?

Especially the terrain here, the claustrophobic and narrow valley, and the mountain walls on both sides are perfect ambush locations.

"Could it be that they want to do it again?"

This group of people were all masters. Li Xi didn't dare to get too close, but when he saw the dead leaves on the ground, Li Xi had an idea.

...........

In the biting cold wind, snowflakes mixed with autumn leaves fluttered in the wind, selflessly bringing their own coldness to tourists from afar.

But no matter how strong the cold wind is, it can't get close to the three figures in the valley. It seems that there is an invisible wall of air on these three people blocking everything outside.

One of them is a warrior holding a long sword in his hand. Different from previous warriors, his sword is slender and not like the two-handed epee you usually see. It is obviously more in line with the usage habits of Eastern people. His whole body exudes sharp sword energy. It makes his facial features more sharp, especially the eagle-like eyes, which seem to be able to shoot the enemy with sword energy from his eyes.

If Li Xi could see this man's face, he would definitely recognize him. This man appeared on the book list of powerful men that Lawrence gave him. Maxwell, the eighth-level swordsman who became famous 80 years ago, is a man. An absolute master who built his reputation on the corpses of countless strong men.

Not far away was a guy wearing a white mage robe and holding a bone staff. His narrow eyes showed contempt for life, especially the sound of souls wailing around him. He was an undead man who rarely dared to walk in front of the world. The mage, the aura exuding from him has reached the level of a magister.

The last of the three was a burly warrior wearing heavy body armor, carrying a kite-shaped shield three fingers thick behind him. This inverted triangular shield with a curved edge was the favorite shield of warriors. , especially the circle of sharp blades on the edge of the shield, which can be used both defensively and defensively.

Judging from the immovable aura that he can feel while standing, it is obvious that this is a seventh-level dragon-controlling warrior who has surpassed the sixth-level unyielding warrior. Dragon-controlling means that he can defend against even the attacks of giant dragons!

The three of them formed a triangle and surrounded the valley. They closed their eyes slightly and did not communicate a single word, but the invisible aura of a strong person explained what would happen here next.

"jingle jingle"

The dense sound of bells is like sweet music playing in the cold air, and the sound is coming towards the valley from far to near.

This is the sound made by the bells tied under the horses' necks. From the sound, it can be heard that the number of carriages in the convoy starts at a few hundred. To be able to organize such a large convoy to go north in this cold winter, it can be seen that the owner of the convoy is not an ordinary person. .

The convoy gradually passed through the dark valley, and the fat and strong packhorses easily pulled the carriage. This was a caravan protected by thousands of mercenaries. Each carriage was filled with goods, and the mercenaries protecting both sides were strong and strong. , with an extraordinary aura and a steady pace, constantly aiming his sights at places where danger may occur.

Obviously, these mercenaries are not ordinary mercenaries. They are well-trained and all have levels above level three. If you look closely, you can see a pair of ruby ​​​​mammoth tusks inlaid on their chest regimental emblems. This is exactly what they are. The emblem of the Mammoth Mercenary Group.

When the first carriage passed through the valley, the three of them opened their eyes, as if six bolts of lightning flashed across their eyes. The convoy that had been moving forward immediately stopped.

A thief poked his head out from behind the carriage. When he saw the three people in front of him, his expression changed drastically. He seemed to have seen something incredible. He ran towards the back of the convoy without even saying a word.

A moment later, Bruce, carrying a heavy sword, walked out of the convoy with a solemn expression. The diamonds on his chest were all telling the strength of this A-level mercenary.

But precisely because Bruce has rich experience, he is even more worried when looking at the three people in front of him.

Because he had already recognized the identities of these three people from the reports of his subordinates. All of them were gangsters who had been on the wanted list for many years and had blood on their hands.