Taijutsu Supreme of the Uchiha family

Chapter 208 The so-called evil god

The pattern made of blood on the ground was glowing with a strange dark red light, and it seemed that the horse in the center of the pattern was very satisfied.

The originally dried blood seemed to be inspired by some mysterious force, jumping up from the ground and forming mysterious and primitive symbols in mid-air.

The weather was originally sunny and dry, but as the Evil God Church's ceremony progressed, the sky became dense with dark clouds, and a cold wind blew up in the dense forest, making the trees dozens of meters high whine.

"This is a success, it's finally a success! My old lady, you can finally be resurrected, but I want you to die!"

The priest of the Evil God Sect trembled with his hands, knelt on the ground, and shouted loudly to the sky full of dark clouds: "After more than ten years of hard work, I finally succeeded, just wait for me a little longer, just a little while!"

And the members of those sects all murmured excitedly to themselves.

Fan Ma silently listened to the whispers of these believers. With his ears, he could hear their whispers very clearly.

"Resurrection, eternal life, killing, worshiping evil gods..."

Fanma shook his head. Although these sects have many members, they generally only have these few keywords.

Among them, some are troubled by diseases and long for eternal life, some want to resurrect their lovers or friends like the old priests, and some just want to simply gain strength and satisfy their inner desire to kill. Of course, there are also some who are simply being killed.

Brainwashed fool.

"Buzz buzz..."

At this moment, the symbols formed from the blood of the believers quickly gathered together to form strange blood balls, which quickly rushed towards Fan Ma.

"Don't be nervous, it's a gift from Lord Evil God, just relax your body and mind and accept it!"

Seeing Fan Ma narrowing his eyes and seeming a little silent, the old priest pursed his lips and took out the knife to chop at himself again.

This time, it was his abdomen.

This knife stabbed extremely violently, and the force of the knife seemed to cut his arteries, and streams of blood spurted out in spurts.

"Believers, it's time to prove our loyalty to the evil god!" Even though he lost a lot of blood, the old priest still shouted loudly. However, the loss of a lot of blood made his voice sound a little weak, but his face was still rosy.

It seems that this injury is fatal to ordinary people or most ninjas, but it is still bearable for him.

Seeing this, Fan Ma's perception was locked on the priest, exploring his vitality.

As expected, this ordinary-looking old man has more abundant life than Hatake Sakumo, and his entire body is like a blazing furnace.

"I understand, Lord Priest!"

With the old priest taking the lead, the surrounding cult believers also gritted their teeth and hacked themselves with brutal techniques, trying to spill as much blood as possible from their bodies to increase the momentum of this mysterious ritual.

With the addition of these fresh blood, the speed of the ceremony became faster, and the blood turned into countless overwhelming blood cells, covering Fan Ma's southeast, northwest and northwest.

Fan Ma still made no move. At this moment, he was waiting for the real evil god.

"Coming!"

When these blood cells were only a few meters away from Fan Ma, a huge and filthy spiritual power roared out from the ritual formation, leading these blood cells to rush towards Fan Ma crazily, as if a hunting dog had seen the world.

The most delicious meat.

"Oh…"

Fan Ma finally moved. The distance of a few meters was an inescapable space for others, but for him, it was just a leisurely stroll.

Fanma's figure flashed, and he rushed behind the old priest very quickly. Then he spat out the force in his palm, calculated the speed and distance of the blood ball, and hit him right into the formation.

"Stab la la la..."

The old priest was swung into the formation by Fan Ma like a cannonball, taking Fan Ma's original position. He was then swallowed up by the overwhelming blood cells, letting out a miserable howl, and there was a burning sound all over his skin.

The blood flowing from the bodies of believers seems to be highly corrosive.

"You unfaithful and unjust bastard to the evil god! You...you...you!"

The blood cells and the powerful spiritual power, under the control of Fan Ma, suddenly entered the body of the evil god sect priest, completing this evil ritual on his behalf.

Fan Ma leisurely watched the fast-moving ceremony, where the old priest's body had already been fused with dark red blood cells, and the filthy spirit seemed to have entered it, transforming his body.

"You...you...what did you do?" Beside Fan Ma, Fei Mei no longer looked calm and composed, but had a look of horror on her face, and said to Fan Ma tremblingly:

"You just wasted the opportunity of eternal life like this?! You also threw the priest into it. Do you know that his fragile body cannot pass the test of the evil god!"

"Also, Fuma...you bastard, didn't you say you weren't good at fighting? You actually lied to me!"

"Can't you? As a priest of your sect, shouldn't you take the lead?"

Fan Ma rolled up Feimei's delicate white short hair, patted her head gently, and said softly: "I really don't know how the brains of you sect members grew up? Don't you know that some words are just casual for men?

Did you tell me?"

"Don't worry, it's just a ceremony, don't be nervous."

Fan Ma returned what Fei Mei had told him to her, and then stared seriously at the evil priest who was undergoing a change.

In his perception, although the spiritual power that came from the ritual could not be said to be very powerful, its aura was particularly weird. Norma had never seen a similar aura in the ninja world.

"Lord Evil God! Lord Evil God! Please have mercy on me. My blood and flesh are not enough to engrave your power! I still have my old wife waiting for me. Please have mercy on me!" came from the blood ball.

Hearing the priest's wail, he seemed to be overwhelmed and on the verge of collapse.

The evil priest, who had an ominous aura before, now turned into an ordinary old man, begging bitterly to his so-called "god".

However, the many crimson blood cells did not react at all and were still beating brutally, as if they were constantly squeezing the old priest's potential in his blood.

When the believers of the Evil God Sect saw this, they all knelt down neatly on the ground and muttered prayers, as if they were cheering for the old priest.

"Tsk...what will happen if he can't survive?" Fan Ma frowned, kicked Fei Mei who was kneeling on the ground, and asked a little irritably.

In his perception, although the old priest's vitality became stronger and stronger, his aura dropped sharply.

"Of course it will fail! It will even attract punishment from Lord Evil God!" Fei Mei said without thinking, then looked at the huge blood balls in the formation with worry, and said slowly:

"If you want to pass Lord Evil God's trial and become the spokesperson of Lord Evil God, you must have a strong physique. Only in this way can you use the most primitive method to "purify" living beings after receiving Lord Evil God's favor, and eliminate all pain.

Gather it into your soul and finally offer it to the evil god!"

Hearing this, Norma thought about it. The so-called "purifying the living beings in the most primitive way" should refer to killing the living beings together in the same way as Hidan.

So the so-called evil god who collects pain into the soul will eventually involve the ability of the soul system?

No matter what this evil god wants the soul to do, Fan Ma only knows that it is related to the soul!

"Okay... great... I'm really afraid where you came from. As long as the soul is involved, then we have to sit down and talk about it today."

Fan Ma murmured to himself excitedly, while Feimei on the side heard Fan Ma's words and was about to angrily reprimand this reckless man for disrespecting the evil god, but she was too shocked to speak.

From her perspective, Fan Ma seemed to have a terrifying blood beast condensed on his body, with six large black wings covered with barbs on his back, just like the demon described in ancient murals.

"Who...is this guy?" Fei Mei lowered her head and knelt on the ground, but she no longer recited the prayers of the Evil God Sect, feeling extremely confused.

Fan Ma raised the corners of his mouth, with black fire in his eyes, staring at the huge blood ball in the air, and quickly analyzed the principles.

From his perspective, this blood was cooperating with the spiritual power, constantly eroding the original flesh and blood of the evil god's sacrifice, and injecting a steady stream of vitality into it.

And that filthy evil spirit was also wandering around the blood ball, but it was personified and looked in the direction of Fan Ma with hatred.

"That is to say...this so-called ritual is to use the power of the evil god to recast flesh and blood, thereby giving the recipient extraordinary characteristics..."

"No wonder, these believers are looking for those strong ninjas everywhere. If the strength of their flesh and blood is not high enough, they will not be able to withstand the pressure of such recasting. And the evil god seems to require these believers to use that ritual to kill the enemy. The so-called original,

It’s taijutsu, which requires more physical strength..."

"I understand, old man, let me help you."

Fan Ma looked at Feimei on the side, shook her head, picked up a member of the Evil God Sect from her second position, and whispered: "Now, it is your time to sacrifice yourself."

"Poof!"

Fan Ma tore it apart with his big hands. The man didn't seem to realize what was happening, and was torn into two halves by Fan Ma's violent power.

Immediately, Fan Ma pushed forward with his palm, and the minced meat and blood broke through the limitations of the formation, and were forcibly poured into the blood cells by Fan Ma's strength.

As the flesh and blood progressed into the blood cells, part of the power of the blood cells was shared among the new flesh and blood, and the priest's wails also became significantly lighter.

"Old man... isn't your flesh and blood strength not high enough? It's not strong enough, so I'll help you make up the amount..."

Seeing this, Fan Ma nodded. It seemed that his guess was quite accurate.

"No, this is ungodly! According to the sect's classics, the rituals of the Evil God can only be undertaken by the strongest believers!" Fan Ma's actions disturbed the believers who were kneeling on the ground.

At this time, these so-called devout believers also stopped praying and stood up in panic. Some were ready to fight, while others were already ready to run away.

"Don't be like this, the evil god will punish you. This is blasphemy to the evil god!" After Fan Ma easily tore apart the second believer, his fighting power made these believers collapse and panic.

Fleeed.

"Don't run away... You are loyal believers of Lord Evil God... It's just a sacrifice of your own flesh and blood. Isn't that what you are willing to do?"

Fan Ma raised his hands high, and his big hands made of countless blood stretched out from his back, sweeping across the ground, catching the fleeing believers together, and then smashed them heavily on the ground.

"These...you should have enough, right?"

As the flesh and blood of hundreds of believers replenished the blood cells, the old priest's flesh and blood was finally no longer overwhelmed and he got a chance to breathe.

Fei Mei, who was kneeling at Fan Ma's feet, was stunned.

This is not a fitness man who is not good at fighting. This is clearly a demon that escaped from hell and is here to cause trouble for the evil god!

"This is a battle of the gods... I just want to stay young forever and get a body that won't age. Why should I get involved in this kind of fight?"

Feimei shed two lines of hot tears. She never thought why she would encounter another living evil god when she went out to eat takoyaki or drink cold beer.

The disputes between you evil gods should not involve believers? Doesn’t this gentleman know? Believers will not pay for the actions of evil gods!

"Ah... I have forgotten you?" Fan Ma turned his head, looked at Feimei who was kneeling on the ground, and said slowly: "Actually, you are quite beautiful. The one in my family has yellow hair, and I personally prefer it.

Yu Baimao…”

"Sir, I can do it, I can serve you, my body is very good..." Upon seeing this, Fei Mei hurriedly wanted to show off her figure, but she saw Fan Ma's cold face.

"you…"

"Pfft..."

Fan Ma shook his head and sighed: "Since you and I have clinked glasses, I will naturally give you a good time."

Immediately, Norma fell in love with the moon in the sky. Even though there were dark clouds in the sky, this moon in the ninja world still emitted an extraordinarily bright moonlight, which was particularly moving.

"If you're talking about Bai Mao, then why didn't you choose Princess Kaguya instead of an evil cultist like you..."

Noma blinked, and he was busy recalling several female members of the Uchiha clan who secretly showed their affection to him. It can be said that there are many women who have better figures than Feimei. "There is no one who bullies me, the kunoichi of the Uchiha clan, right?"

With Nouma's identity and appearance, if he wanted to spread his blood to the country, it could no longer be said to be a simple matter. Even Danzo had to pinch his nose and tie the village beauty of the Shimura clan to the leader of the Uchiha clan.

door.

It's just that for Fan Ma, he prefers evenly matched opponents, rather than simply enjoying the boring feeling of conquest.

Xunhua Wenliu, etc., when he first debuted in the ninja world, he was already a good player at "listening to music on the hook" in the capitals of major countries. He was accustomed to doing things and was involved in hundreds of battles.

As for the so-called sense of conquest, for Fan Ma, he is even more looking forward to the Six Paths Immortal calling him "Fan Ma's old father", or punching him in the eye socket.

"Tsk...it's really useless. This old priest, can't he survive this?"

Among the increasingly larger blood cells, although the physical bodies of these believers helped the old priest's original flesh and blood to share a lot of pressure, his spirit unexpectedly weakened.

What Norma didn't know was that the template for this ritual was that the evil god took a fancy to Norma's physical body. The spiritual power that came from the base villain was much more powerful than Hidan's from the original time and space.

If it were based on Hidan's standards, with Norima's help, the old priest could still easily pass this ceremony and successfully become the evil god's spokesperson in the ninja world.

"Hey...your old woman, aren't you still saving her? Old priest, you have come to this point, and if you can't be saved, I will help your old lady be saved, right?"

Fan Ma's voice was loud, and as his words came out, his flesh and blood gradually solidified into a human form, and one piece of it beat violently, as if he was awakened.

"Effective..." Seeing this, Fan Ma stared at another piece of familiar flesh and blood and said loudly:

"Feimei, do you hate me? As you eat takoyaki and drink beer, you have become the evil god's plaything. Don't you want to face me again for revenge? I'll wait for you here!"

Among the flesh and blood, an outer piece condensed into Fei Mei's seemingly blurry face, looking at Fan Ma with great resentment.

"As well as those evil believers who were killed by me, you all have a chance to live forever at this moment... Please continue to work hard!"

Fan Ma's voice seems to have the same magic power, and with the blessing of pupil power, he sends his most sincere encouragement to these creatures!

At this moment, in the flesh and blood, hundreds of faces came to life, biting each other, and erupted with terrifying vitality, seemingly competing for the final dominance.

Time passed slowly, and the faces gradually disappeared one after another, and the flesh and blood continued to blend together. Finally, the old priest used a sneak attack to devour the unwilling Fei Mei and became the final winner!

The huge flesh and blood reorganized rapidly, and the essence of the blood cells and the filthy spiritual power merged together, erupting into an extremely filthy breath!

"Oh? With this kind of power and aura, why do I feel that Hidan from the original space and time does not seem to be at this level?"

Looking at the priest in front of him who had become very tall and muscular, Fanma looked at his new body with great interest.

"You damn bastard... However, I am also very grateful to your ignorance for allowing many believers to bear the favor of the evil god for me, and finally chose me to become his spokesperson!"

The priest clenched his fists intoxicated and sniffed his arms frantically, as if experiencing the infinite vitality contained in this body.

At this moment, he felt that he could punch through a hill with one punch!

"Okay, okay...for heretics like you who disturb the arrival of Lord Evil God, you must wash my soul with your most violent pain, so that you can be worthy of Lord Evil God's majestic existence!"

The priest roared angrily, bared his cold teeth, punched through a giant tree dozens of meters high, and took out an exaggerated bloody three-hook sickle about three meters long from the trunk.

This hook sickle was carefully made by the priest, mixed with a lot of metals that are very expensive in the ninja world, and no effort was spared to create the ultimate sharpness.

Moreover, it also has an ingenious design with three blades in order to expand its attack range when attacking the enemy and stain the enemy's blood as much as possible.

"This weapon may have been used by you, but now, let's use it to bleed you!"

The priest's figure exploded, waving this special scythe, veins on his arms popped out, as if he wanted to achieve success with one blow!

"I'm not saying that this sect of yours is really abstract..." Fan Ma looked at the priest who rushed towards him in confusion, easily caught the giant scythe with his bare hands, and said with some sigh:

"This evil god seems to have the ability of the soul system, and has given you the ability to reshape your body. He is probably also a strange being who practices the devil...

"You guy!" Looking at the gap in Fan Ma's hook and sickle, the priest stared at Fan Ma's palm in shock and said in disbelief: "Are you also the spokesperson of Lord Evil God?"

The priest didn't pay attention to Fan Ma's complaints about the evil god. As long as his sickle scratched Fan Ma's palm and got the blood, everything would be over!

But now, this situation had to make him suspect that this might be an accident between the old spokesman of the evil god and him, the "backward spokesman".

The more the priest thought about it, the more it made sense. If Fan Ma was not the spokesperson of the evil god, then why did he help him in the ceremony just now?

"The same to you…"

Looking at the priest's puzzled face, Fanma didn't say anything, but strode straight up, grabbed his face, and then hit him hard on the ground, sending up dust all over the sky.

In this unexpected strengthening, Noma believes that the priest will definitely obtain a body that is more powerful than the original Hidan.

If the person he encounters is not him, then there will be another disgusting scourge in the ninja world.

Hidan's taijutsu, or physical strength, is enough to equal an ordinary jounin. This does not include the bonuses of "death by blood" and "immortality".

In Fanma's estimation, if the priest made an intelligence mistake, many shadow-level experts might also fall to his destructive ability.

"Let me see... Immortality, right? Death depends on blood, right? I'm actually more skilled than you in this business of yours..."

Fan Ma turned his palm into a sword and once again entered the demonic "Taotie form". His palm was filled with black fire, destroying the priest's limbs.

Then, Fan Ma flicked up his tough nails, slightly relaxed the defense on the surface, took out a drop of blood, and flicked it onto his face.

"Come on, let me see your ability... If I am satisfied, I will send a message to the evil god to give you more powerful power..."

Norma looked directly into the priest's eyes, and the magatama in his Sharingan eyes slowly rotated, stimulating the greed in his heart.

"Okay... okay, you bastard, when I see Lord Evil God, I have to sue you!"

The priest licked the corner of his mouth, and his whole body gradually turned into a weird black and white color, obviously entering a state similar to Hidan!

Seeing this, Fan Ma smiled, and in cooperation, he dipped his fingers into the blood on the ground and drew a sect pattern...

Thousands of days, completed!

(End of chapter)