Hokage: My yin attribute Nine-Tails is a boss

"Did you hear that? Let you calm down for a while." Zhang Heng raised his eyebrows and said jokingly: "Now any ninjutsu you have is of no use in front of my eyes, don't bring trouble to yourself."

"Haha..." After Orochimaru's long purple tongue swished around, he smiled sinisterly and said: "Interesting, interesting, let's go in and chat."

The underground base filled with glass jars exudes a faint smell similar to formalin.

Zhang Heng pinched his nose. This familiar yet unfamiliar scene made him a little uncomfortable.Back then, he was also soaked in a glass jar and accepted Orochimaru's transformation.

"Do you like it here very much?" Orochimaru sat on the chair and his eyes stayed on Zhang Heng.

"Like it?" Zhang Heng pulled out his chair and sat down, knocking on the glass jar next to him. "This kind of place where you can bathe the living and the dead is what a pervert like you who advocates immortal life likes. Who in the right mind would like this place?" ."

"Eternal life?" Xiao Nan was stunned for a moment and looked at Orochimaru, "Is this the meaning of your existence?"

"Even the Immortal of Six Paths cannot achieve immortality in the form of a physical body, so Orochimaru wants to live forever? It's just a dream." The disdain in Zhang Heng's eyes flashed away, and he looked at Orochimaru with a half-smile, "But I can't. I don’t admit that you are indeed very powerful in taking bodies. Although you need to constantly change your body, if you want to live a long time, I am afraid that only the horns can rival you."

"Zhang Heng-jun is indeed my disciple." Orochimaru applauded and praised: "Not only did he gather his eyes, but he also became a member of the Akatsuki organization. Is this how you dare to talk to me like this?"

Orochimaru's hand gently crossed the stone table, making a strange "gurgling" sound. He walked behind Zhang Heng and whispered in his ear: "Or...your complete Mangekyo Sharingan is as powerful as Uchiha Itachi."

Zhang Heng's deep pupils shrank immediately, and Orochimaru's words hit his vitality.

Right now, he is indeed unable to fully utilize the power of the Mangekyō Sharingan.

If he wanted to deal with Orochimaru as easily as Uchiha Itachi, it was indeed not something he could do easily now.

Zhang Heng always thought that after transplanting Hashirama cells, he would be able to use the Mangekyo Sharingan perfectly, and he would not even have to worry about blindness. But the fact is that Hashirama cells have really little effect on him, far less than Hashirama cells have on Uchiha. The effects of soil.

In the end, Zhang Heng determined that the reason why he could not use the Mangekyō Sharingan perfectly was because he did not have Uchiha blood.

But what puzzled him was why Nanchen could use it perfectly and open and close the Sharingan at will.

Zhang Heng even doubted whether Uzumaki Nanchen had two bloodlines, the Uzumaki clan and the Uchiha clan, or whether Nanchen had a golden finger.

As a modern person, Zhang Heng has read many novels and knows very well that those who travel through time basically have such benefits.

Especially since he and Nan Chen are both time travellers, this has become a reality, which makes him have to wonder if life is a little unfair.

"Zhang Heng-kun, did I guess it?" Orochimaru's long tongue couldn't help but lick Zhang Heng's left cheek.

"Get out!" Zhang Heng was almost sick to death. He came to his senses in an instant, dodged aside, wiped his sticky cheeks, and cursed angrily: "Are you sick? Are you sick? Are you sick? You are eight generations old! "

Anger was burning in Zhang Heng's heart. He was so angry for the first time. Orochimaru's disgusting behavior made him want to tear off the cheek that Orochimaru licked.

Pain Tiandao and Konan looked at each other and couldn't help but move their chairs back at the same time, away from Orochimaru.