At the beginning, Hinata was summoned, and the cat fairy bullied the ninja world

"Then why don't you create more of them?"

Ding Zi looked at Fei Dan on the stage with burning eyes. The bishop coughed twice at this time:

"It is impossible for just anyone to be the messenger of God. A filthy soul will be despised by the evil god!"

"So to explain it, you don't know what the hell is going on with this kid, right?"

Ding Zi's aura became more and more dangerous. The bishop's face turned cold and he took two steps back. Suddenly, four or five ninjas appeared around him and looked at Ding Zi with unfriendly faces.

"What do you want to do?"

"I wasted two days here with you just to see what's going on here, but after all this time you don't even know what happened to this kid."

"What an idiot."

"Since you are useless, I will send you to meet your evil god!"

"boom!"

Ding Zi transformed into a human form and clapped his hands at the same time, releasing ninjutsu like a barrage of cannonballs:

"Fairy Mode!"

"Psychic art!"

"Tian Huo, block all exits, don't let anyone here go, kill them immediately! Remember, don't get hurt!"

"Yes!"

Although the ninja cats didn't know why Dingzi said not to get hurt, they still followed the order firmly. At most, they just had to be more careful.

"I'm really becoming more and more interested in you, come on!"

The bishop snorted coldly, and several ninjas behind him immediately rushed over like crazy, all holding March sickles in their hands, and the next second they rushed towards Dingzi from three directions:

"March Scythe Dance!"

The three men blocked all of Ding Zi's escape routes. Just when the bishop thought that Ding Zi was dead, a large amount of chakra suddenly surged out of Ding Zi's body, and it exploded the next second!

"boom!"

"Ahhh!"

Several ninjas flew backwards, hit the wall heavily and slid down, all spitting out blood.

"The art of multiple shadow clones!"

“Bang, bang, bang…”

Dozens of Dingzi's shadow clones walked out of the smoke, turning into afterimages and attacking the bishop. The bishop frowned, stepped back on his toes, and formed seals with his hands:

"Fire Style: Fire Cannonball!"

"Boom!"

A fireball exploded in front of Ding Zi. A terrifying heat wave swept across the entire corridor. The heat current caused the bangs in front of Ding Zi's eyebrows to curl slightly.

"Senjutsu, Wind Style, Spiral in the Hand..."

Just as the spiral shuriken was about to take shape, Ding Zi suddenly saw a person locked in a cage next to him! It was... Keiko!

This was the Huizi I had seen on the boat. Now Huizi had become even thinner, and looked like a skeleton. He was lying in the cage, unconscious and dying.

If a large-scale ninjutsu like the Rasenshuriken were used, I'm afraid that ordinary people captured here would also die.

"Tsk, trouble."

Ding Zi broke up the spiral shuriken, and his figure turned into an afterimage and rushed towards the group of ninjas. A blue spiral ball in his hand hit one of them heavily.

However, to Ding Zi's surprise, the man did not hide at all, and even came forward with a fanatical look on his face.

Ding Zi's mind was racing, and he still hadn't figured out what was going on with these people, so he still threw the Rasengan at them. Half of the ninja's body was immediately blown to pieces, but he smiled wildly:

"For the evil god!!"

He took out a kunai and stabbed it at Ding Zi's arm that was holding the Rasengan. Ding Zi quickly pulled his arm back, but was still a second too late!

"laugh!"

There was only a tiny cut on his arm, but the ninja threw the shuriken at his companion reverently as if he was holding some treasure.

"not good!"

Ding Zi's heart skipped a beat! He dodged and rushed forward to catch the kunai, but this action stirred up a hornet's nest!

An endless stream of ninjas rushed out from the end of the passage, rushing towards Dingzi like crazy, regardless of their lives!

"Immortal Technique: Dayama Rasengan!"

Ding Zi held a large ball with a diameter of more than one meter and pressed it forward. The Rasengan turned into a meat grinder and instantly harvested the lives of seven or eight people. Ding Zi stepped over the corpses of the ninjas and continued to move forward.

"Art fire escape ho fireball!"

Ding Zi’s fireball has a diameter of five or six meters, which is much larger than this passage!

The terrifying fireball instantly filled the entire passage, whistling forward with a terrifying humming sound. There was not even a wailing sound wherever it passed, only charred charcoal left behind.

After all, most of the people here are just crowds, and the number of dozens of people is not enough to shake Ding Zi.

At this moment, Ding Zi turned into a god of death, holding a kunai in one hand and a Rasengan in the other, killing people in the passage like a meat grinder!

Dingzi felt no guilt at all for killing these people. They were all pure lunatics!

Even though more than thirty people had died, the entire passage was littered with broken limbs and the air was filled with the smell of blood, the remaining people did not show the slightest fear!

Even the fanaticism on their faces intensified.

"For the evil god! Everyone, come together!"

The remaining seven or eight ninjas rushed forward again. Ding Zi rushed into the middle of the crowd with a flash, and the Bagua pattern rose under his feet:

"Soft Fist Technique: Eight Diagrams One Hundred and Twenty-Eight Palms!"

“Rustle, rustle, rustle….”

Ding Zi's hand turned into an afterimage, and the surrounding ninjas had no chance to react at all, and their bodies were torn apart by Ding Zi's terrifying power!

Every strike is fatal and unavoidable!

At this moment, the bishop completed the seal and growled:

"Earth Release·Earth Stone Dragon!"

"You don't even let your own people go?"

The moment Ding Zi cursed, an earth dragon with a head three or four meters wide slowly raised its head from the ground, roared, and rushed over like an arrow!

Ding Zi paused, quickly retracted his hands, and began to spin his body:

"Back to the days!"

“Boom, boom, boom!!!”

The entire cave was shaking, large chunks of rock were falling down, and screams and wails could be heard from outside.

The earth dragon hit Huitian and began to break into pieces. Finally, it broke into two and passed by Ding Zi. The residual power alone was enough to break through the several-meter-thick mountain, leaving a mark dozens of meters long and seven or eight meters wide in the forest behind!

The scene is in a mess!

There were broken limbs and arms all over Ding Zi's feet.

Suddenly, a pair of blood-stained hands came from deep under his feet and grabbed the kunai in Dingzi's hand. He ignored the piercing pain of the kunai cutting his palm and threw it to his partner!

The last Chunin beside the bishop caught the kunai, licked it with his tongue, and smiled hideously.

“Hahahaha… Next, I will make you repent for blaspheming the Evil God!”

As he spoke, the Chunin's skin gradually turned black, and a large number of white lines appeared on the surface of his skin, making him look extremely weird.

At the same time, he drew the symbol of the evil god under his feet and said with a sinister smile:

"Spell·Death is based on blood!"

"For the sake of the evil god! You should die!"

"Bye now!"

The Chunin devoutly took out a kunai and stabbed it into his own heart without hesitation!

"laugh!"

"Well....."

Ding Zi knelt down, holding his heart. The veins on his body were exposed due to the pain. The bishop laughed sarcastically:

"I don't know how many people like you I have dealt with. You don't know how to live or die and even want to challenge the evil god! Is my life so easy to take? Go, go to hell with your resentment! Hahahaha!"

"Why...cough cough..." Ding Zi's face was full of pain: "Why can he...use this kind of technique..."

The bishop grabbed the chunin next to him by the hair and lifted him up with a fanatical look on his face:

"Of course it's a life for a life! His death will please the Evil God, but it will also send you to hell! Go, die now!"