Naruto Life Simulator

Soon

the real fire broke out, and even some ninjas had already aimed their ninja swords at the common people.

"Stop!" shouted

the three generations of Mizukage

, but to no avail, everyone seemed to be enchanted, all of them were infected, and they frantically threw themselves into the killing.

No matter how much the three generations of Mizukage could control it, he couldn't control it, and soon an inexplicable emotion climbed into his heart.

It was as if a small figure had come out of his head and shouted to him, "Why are the people of the Kaguya clan so disobedient, they should be destroyed." The others didn't listen to me, and I, the three generations of Mizukage, didn't even have any place in their hearts. The

thought was too dangerous, he shook his head and shouted.

No, something is wrong

! Kaguya's people no longer have brains, and it is impossible for them to rebel on such an important occasion, so it is not a seizure of power but the extermination of the clan

!"Stop, stop, calm down! There is a technique to stimulate negative emotions!"

But his shouting still had no effect.

The people were still fighting each other as they were.

The third generation of Mizukage panicked!

He jumped down from the high platform and personally stopped the duel between the two masters, just when he had just stopped the ninjas from hurting each other.

But he was attacked by a red-eyed child with kunai, he didn't control his emotions and fought back and killed him directly

! only to find out that he killed his own son!

"Son!" Three generations of Mizukage were grief-stricken.

"How can this be!"

He collapsed

! What was a good conversation just now turned into a mass killing!

"Who is it? Who is it? Get out of here, get out of here." Crazy shouting around.

But no matter how much he shouted, no one responded.

The people in the entire venue, the more they killed, the fewer and fewer people.

It was noticed that the corpses that fell to the ground would soon dissipate quickly into a pile of smoke.

There were more and more tattered clothes around, but there was not a trace of blood.

Half an hour later, the chaos was finally over!

The ninjas of the major families suffered countless casualties, and now those who can survive are the elites of the elite, but perhaps the blood inheritance limit, the ninjas have been given special care, and some young seedlings have been preserved intact.

But the patriarchs of all tribes knew that this was not the mercy of the enemy, but just wanted to use these young boys and girls as cubs to nurture the next generation.

"What a terrible technique

!" "We played in Wuyin Village!" The

generalissimo was full of grief and indignation, but he couldn't stop blaming himself, this old marshal who had lived since the Warring States Period, finally couldn't bear the psychology, and the pressure raised the bitterness in his hand and stabbed towards himself.

He had killed many of his younger juniors just now, and now he was going to kill himself to atone for their sins.

But before Kunai could wait, he was interrupted by a palm from the three generations of Mizukage.

"Generalissimo, don't hit hard, we're still in the middle

of the operation!" "Your Excellency, who is coming out! Our Fog Hidden Village has been defeated!" the three generations of Mizukage struggled to say this, and the whole person seemed to be taken out of breath, and went straight down.

At the last moment, he did not suppress the anger in his heart, participated in this random killing, and even solved many young juniors with his own hands.

However, he had a good attitude and stopped the self-blame in his heart.

He looked up. More than half of the civilians who arrived just now were family members of ninjas, a full 560,000 people.

But very few of these civilians have survived.

As for the original number of ninjas, there were only a few hundred left, which was no different from almost destroying the village.

Everyone knows that they can't fight against such a strong person at all.

But even so, the people hiding in the shadows did not come out.

The unique chakra that permeated the surroundings was still restless, causing everyone's negative emotions, except for a very few masters who could suppress this emotion, the vast majority of people's eyes were red, as if they were going to rush to the hostile forces in the next second and fight with them.

"Madara Uchiha Ninja Shura, I know it's you, you controlled me at the beginning, and now you are destroying our village, what do you want?"

the third generation of Mizukage couldn't bear the pressure in his heart anymore, and called out Madara Uchiha's name.

Everyone present was shocked when they heard this name! It

turned out to be him, he wasn't dead, no wonder he was so powerful!

Everything was explained, it turned out to be Madara Uchiha, they all fell for the illusion of writing chakra, and pointed the butcher's knife at their own village, completely out of necessity.

At this moment, a melodious voice came from the sky, breaking everyone's conjecture.

"Most human beings are dark and selfish, and once they find an excuse, they will gradually become at ease, and even transfer all their contradictions and hatred to this breakthrough.

As everyone knows, all of this is the truest portrayal of his heart, if your heart is bright and clean, my technique will not affect you at all.

Yamanaka Onimaru removed the hidden barrier around him, only to see a huge ocean floating fish floating in midair.

Everyone is standing or sitting, all watching the play condescendingly in mid-air.

They have their backs to the sun, making it difficult to see what they look like.

The flying fish slowly descended, and one of them could be vaguely seen to be a beautiful and moving woman, she licked her tongue, and burped a lot, spewing out a large amount of purple mist from the seven orifices.

It's Iblyxue, who was full just now, she just eliminated all the blood and corpses, after all, the huge smell of blood and a large number of corpses will give people a very strong sense of impact, and will make people feel tired of killing, so they will stop fighting, but without corpses, they will think that there are very few people who have died in this turmoil, so they no longer have much scruple about starting.

Of course, this is also indispensable to the subconscious hints of Yamanaka Onimaru in mid-air, as well as the natural energy conversion chakra supply of small fireflies.

Otherwise, the mountain onimaru would not be able to hold up the secret psychic technique that enveloped the entire village.

The flying fish slowly fell from the sky, and as soon as it reached the ground, it turned into a puddle of ink, which allowed the three generations of Mizukage to see their faces thoroughly.

"You are Konoha people!" "

Mizukage of the third generation looked resentful.

"Yes, yes, yes!"

"Dream... Dream Demon!" The

old marshal raised his hand in the direction of Kurama Showa, his hands trembling and stammering.

"So it's all an illusion?"

"Someone knows me, but you're wrong, I didn't do it this time, and I don't have the power to incorporate all 10,000 ninjas into my illusions. "

It is true that his illusion can cover dozens of kilometers, but the ninja's mental power and thinking strength are far from being comparable to ordinary people, if too many ninjas enter the illusion realm, he is estimated to collapse first.

Yakushi Nonoyu, who was holding the little firefly, looked at the clothes of the children and women in the place, his brows furrowed slightly, and the heart of the Holy Mother of Mercy flooded again.

"Onimaru-sensei, you just went too far, and those ninjas are forgotten, why do you still want to do it to those children and women.

"Because I don't want to be endlessly avenged by someone else. "

What Onimaru-kun said is right, since you have done evil things, you must do things perfectly. However, I agree with the pharmacist's idea, after all, it is too wasteful for these people to die, and it is better to use them for experiments. When

people who didn't know heard the middle sentence of Orochimaru, they thought he was a good person, but they didn't expect the second half of the sentence to make people even more chilled.

"Let's gossip, Yukimi, leave some of the valuable people behind, and clean up the rest!"

Yamanaka Onimaru seemed to be a life-and-death king at this moment.

At the sound of an order, Ibri's blood instantly turned into a cloud of purple mist, and the golden projectile rotated at high speed in the fog shadow layer, emitting all the chakra mist collected before.

Everywhere you go, the cordyceps smoke turns into no vitality, and the original blood mist is now the capital of purple mist.