Shinigami Uchiha Madara

"Inferno Style, Flame Control!"

The moment Uchiha Madara's eyes opened, Amaterasu Black Flame seemed to be controlled by a mysterious power, and it stopped in midair.

"This is... Flame Control?"

Uchiha Izuna smiled with relief: "It seems that you have awakened the power of Mangekyō Sharingan, and you can control Amaterasu Black Flame."

The black flame burned, eroding the entire space overwhelmingly. Gradually, the temperature in the air rose sharply, and even the waterfall evaporated.

The blood slid down Izuna's face, forming a bruise of blood. Although his eyes were fixed on Uchiha Madara, Heiyan seemed to be blocked by an invisible sky, unable to advance or retreat.

"This power..."

Uchiha Madara gradually lowered her head, her body kept trembling, but her momentum kept rising. When his momentum climbed to a certain point, he suddenly raised his head and yelled ecstatically: "The powerful pupil power, this familiar feeling, really makes me...can't help my body tremble!"

Because of excitement, so blood boiled, because of excitement, so the whole body trembled, because of excitement, so the fighting spirit was strong.

That is the desire for battle, the pursuit of power, that is the heart of a strong man!

"Seeing the sight of black flames flying, it really makes me miss the past."

Uchiha Madara gripped the Haoyan Fan with a burning gaze, and said, "Izuna, apart from Hashirama, you are the only one who can compete with me. On the road to my true dream, I will enjoy fighting with you. !"

"However, you should understand that you can't deal with me with Amaterasu."

I, Uchiha, waved the fan, and the sky full of black flames was controlled by his will. Instead, he kept gathering towards Madara's body.

Under the control of Uchiha Madara's mind, Amaterasu black flame condenses into a hard armor. Not only that, if he looks from the outside, he is almost exactly the same as before Arrancar!

Susanoo second form!

Everything seems to be back to the beginning, that dark day, there is only killing, only blood, and only the terrible world that has been swallowed.

The most primitive killing hidden deep in the soul!

Virtual instinct!

In the same troubled world, different souls fight for different directions in their hearts.

No more sorrow of blood and killing, no more tears of bones and corpses.

Just to survive, to devour, to evolve. The deceit between the imaginary and the imaginary has long been meaningless, but the killing continued, and it didn't stop because of who died.

Kill, move forward, until one party falls, to end this hunting game of blood sacrifice.

"Ha! I can finally fight with all my strength! Sure enough, only this body has the feeling of dancing and boiling."

"This is called a fight!"

Uchiha Madara covered his face with the palm of his hand, slowly pulling down, a mask formed by black inflammation appeared out of thin air, completely concealing his face.

At this moment, Uchiha Madara's state is very special.

You can call him Adjuchas with Shinigami power, or Shinigami with Hollow power.

In a daze, he seemed to touch the unbreakable barrier between Xu and Shinigami!

Reverberate!

Without any warning, Uchiha Madara's figure suddenly appeared behind Izuna, and Hao Yan Mie fan sharply slashed on his back.

Stabbed!

A bloodstain was torn from top to bottom, revealing abject bones. Scarlet blood flowed continuously, dyeing Izuna's robe red.

"Izuna, I want to thank you, thank you for stimulating the originality and instinct hidden in my body, thank you for awakening me Mangekyō Sharingan, it helped me a lot."

Uchiha Izuna turned his back to Madara, and despite the blood dripping from his back, there was still a gratifying smile on his mouth.

Even if you are burdened with injuries, even if you endure pain, even if you have to deal with your loved ones, this is not important on the road of persistent pursuit.

In order to help Uchiha Madara, in order to awaken his pupil power, and in order to give Madara strong pupil power again, Izuna did not hesitate to hesitate, just as it did in the past, and paid the price of his life.

The black inflammation on the Haoyan Mie Fan adhered to Izuna's back, and the hot black inflammation continuously burned his body and swallowed every cell in his body.

The painful taste is suffering.

But for the sake of your heart, everything is at your disposal!

Because of the heart, so sad.

Because of the heart, so painful.

Because of the heart, so cherish.

Because of the heart, so sacrifice.

Because of the heart, I want to give everything for you!

In many cases, the choice is forced. There is no perfect choice, but one of them is slightly less sad than the rest.

As time passed bit by bit, Uchiha Madara's body had been swallowed by black inflammation.

He turned around, looked at Uchiha Madara sincerely, smiled and said, "Don't blame me for choosing this cruel way, brother. Only in this way can you truly awaken Mangekyō Sharingan, and you can truly Master Shikai, who is a fan of heroic flames!"

"Izuna..."

Although Uchiha Madara's face is hidden under the black flame mask, he can still feel his slightly sad expression.

"Only at this moment can you truly control the power of Haoyan Miefan..."

The figure gradually dimmed, and was completely swallowed by the black inflammation, Uchiha Izuna finally disappeared from Madara's vision.

When Izuna disappeared for an instant, the tyrannical fan in his hand turned into a red light and poured into Madara's ball fan.

The two forces merged, and the three-gou jade engraved on the fan turned into the Uchiha Madara's Mangekyō pattern.

"So this is the real power of Haoyan Destroying Fan?"

Holding the Haoyan Miefan tightly in the palm of his hand, Uchiha Madara closed his eyes in satisfaction, and then his figure was dim and dim, as if the breeze disappeared.

There was silence all around, silent all around.

Suddenly, two figures appeared on the statue of Senju Hashirama.

It turned out to be Uchiha Madara and Senju Hashirama!

"Izuna, you did your best. I think Madara has also mastered the true power of Zanpakutō."

"Hashirama, it's not easy this time..."

Senju Hashirama laughed, patted Izuna hard on the shoulder, and smiled: "If it weren't like this, how could he easily awaken that power."

Hashirama looked up at the sky and murmured, "Madara, the next time you come here again, it will be when we meet again..."

"Really look forward to it!" ..

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