Hokage: I am a Gu Dao Immortal

boom! boom! boom!

The poisonous mist was already out of sight, but there was a thumping sound.

call!

Fei Tu breathed out loudly, his chest bulging.

The poisonous mist in front of him was quickly sucked back into his body.

He managed to collect this bit of poison, so it can't be wasted here.

It's a pity that there is only one kind of poisonous weed in Ghost Lantern City, and that is Ghost Lamp Grass.

Moreover, the poison of the ghost lamp grass is a paralytic toxin, and the blood cannot be seen to seal the throat.

Thinking of him, Fei Tu, is a follower of the Heretic God Sect. Because of his piety, he was blessed by the sacrifice and gained the talent of being immortal from a hundred poisons.

To be honest, this skill is a bit weak, it is invulnerable to all poisons, and it has strong recovery ability.

But there are many ways to kill people in the Jianghu. You can't be poisoned, you can be beaten to death, you can't be hacked, and you can be dismembered.

So when he was arrested last time, Fei Tu honestly admitted his cowardice and did not dare to resist.

It's not that he spared his life, but that he is also spreading the teachings of our evil god and saving the world.

Immortality from a hundred poisons, the evil god's ability, not only makes him invulnerable to a hundred poisons, but also makes the blood in his body full of toxins.

As long as the poison is replenished every day, his blood can quickly accumulate toxins, making the blood full of poison.

Because poison doesn't kill you, it's normal to have poison all over your body.

It's a pity that his skills are good, but he has an excretory system, and the toxins in his body will be excreted with excrement.

After a while, Fei Tu could no longer use the ultimate move of poisonous mist.

So now he wants to recycle the poisonous mist, saving some money.

When the poisonous mist was retracted, the entire passage was cleared.

"It's over."

Duachun-kun put down his sleeves, looked at the Kusanagi ninja lying on the ground, and asked.

Swish!

Fei Tu picked up the clothes in front of him and put them on again.

"Not yet, they just fainted, and they need to make up for it."

Duochun Jun nodded, he took out an iron stick from his waist and wanted to go up to make up the knife.

But he was stopped by Fei Tu, he shook his head and said.

"These people are left to my own hands, only then can they come to the side of the Lord."

Damn dogma, got it, just so he doesn't need to bother.

Mr. Duochun clasped his fists, expressing that I leave it to you.

Holding the knife, Fei Tu opened his hands, and walked towards the grass ninjas with a compassionate expression.

Mr. Duochun twitched when he saw it, if he told Feitu that he didn't want to join that Laoshizi cult.

Will this guy turn his back on him and attack him?

A brainwashed lunatic really can't tell.

After a while, two people walked out from the passage.

At this time, the black and white lines on Fei Tu's body disappeared, and he became normal, except that his skin was a little white, and he looked a little weak.

On Duochun-jun's side, he has an extra ninja knife in his hand.

"You're sure you can split the iron gate."

"Don't worry, I am very confident in my sword skills. Don't forget, I was a samurai before I became a ninja."

Mr. Duochun is also a person with a story.

He was originally a samurai from the Iron Country, and he practiced swordsmanship hard in the first half of his life.

He practiced diligently every day, and finally achieved great sword skills after 20 years. Not only was he the best among his peers, but even many elders were inferior to him in sword skills.

When I thought I could fight the world with a sword.

He saw a group of samurai burned to death by a ninja's fireball, and since then his worldview has collapsed.

It doesn't matter how good the sword technique is, so what if you have practiced hard for 20 years, it is not as good as the ninjutsu of the ninja, and the opponent may be a ninja.

From then on, Mr. Duochun abandoned the sword and forbearance, and began to try his best to learn ninjutsu, because learning the sword could not save the country of iron, nor could it save the samurai.

Fortunately, he has ninja talent, and he also entered the ninja gate by stealing and abducting.

Just when he wanted to introduce the ninja way to the Iron Country, he was hit by a stick.

His ideas were not accepted by the stubborn old men in the Iron Country, but they beat him back, thinking that he was already a ninja, not a samurai, and he had abandoned the way of the samurai, which was a crime of treason.

Then, these old guys sent him to Ghost Lamp City.

For this escape from prison, Mr. Duochun, with the fire of revenge, must make those old immortals pay the price.

He teamed up with Fei Tu to target this team of grass ninjas because one of them was wearing a long sword.

As long as the knife is in hand, he can cut everything.

It's ironic, I switched to Shinobi, and in the end I had to rely on sword skills to save my life.

Swish!

The long knife was pulled out by Mr. Duochun, and the light was cold. At this moment, he turned back into a warrior.

The two walked together and walked towards the iron gate.

By breaking open the iron gate, they are one step closer to freedom.

tread!tread!tread!

They walked from cell to cell, paying no attention to the prisoners around them.

If grass ninjas block them, Fei Tu will spit out the poisonous mist just now, stunning these grass ninjas.

And Mr. Duochun has a long sword in his hand, and he can also fight against the enemy, and he has a back and forth with Cao Ninja.

Of course, Fei Tu was given the job of making up the knife in the end.

When they reached the innermost part of the area, the iron gate was not far away.

This is where the chaos started, and the prisoner had long since fled.

The cells were empty, and not a single prisoner was to be seen.

Ah!

At this time, the two walked through a cell and found something was wrong.

They looked at each other.

Is not wrong.

So the two took a few steps back and stopped at the door of a cell.

At this time, a cell with a closed cell door, is there anyone else in it?

The two rubbed their eyes to make sure they were right.

They looked into the cell and found three people, not four, and one was hiding behind the three.

"No, why don't these people run away?"

Duochun-kun asked a question.

"Looking at them, it seems that they are performing some kind of ritual."

Fei Tu said.

Indeed, the three sat in front of the fourth person, as if they were guarding him, as if they were listening to teachings.

Also, there is another point, which is why the light in this cell is golden.

Shouldn't everyone be the same?

Could it be that the jailer's brother-in-law is being held in this cell?

Engage in special treatment.

Duochun-kun thinks this way, and normal people would think the same way.

But unfortunately, they have an abnormal person here.

Fei Tu saw the four of them holding some kind of ceremony here, and immediately said happily.

"Could it be like me, a servant of the Lord, who is praying for the Lord to bless them and help them escape the sea of ​​suffering?"

"Haha, everything is God's will, everything is the Lord's will."

"The Lord saw that some believers were suffering here, and specially asked me to pass by this place. This is the test the Lord gave me, and asked me to take them out."

Fei Tu had a frenzied expression on his face, all this became so reasonable and logical in his mind.

It seems that there is really an almighty Lord God who arranged all this.

"Mr. Duochun, don't mind going out later, I want to save my companion first."

Mr. Duochun looked helpless, a believer at the booth was really troublesome.

However, who told him that he was blocked by Chakra, and he needed Fei Tu's help in the road ahead.

So he nodded and agreed.

"Of course, they are your companions, and they are also my companions. I will not die."

"Mr. Duochun, I used to think you were a selfish and hopeless bastard. It seems that I have misunderstood you all the time. Thank you Lord, your heart is kind."

Mr. Duochun restrained the twitching of his eyebrows, and even resisted the urge to draw his sword.