Naruto: I can synthesize psychic beasts

He nodded, then his figure flashed and turned into a ball of black mist and disappeared on the spot.

A moment later, he reappeared, but this time he was holding a huge sickle in his hand.

He chanted a spell, then swung the sickle violently, and a powerful energy wave spread out instantly.

The mysterious figure was caught off guard and was knocked back several steps by the energy fluctuation.

"Assholes, you guys actually dared to die today! I will make sure you die without a burial place!"

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The passionate flames of war are burning fiercely,

It is like a torrent formed by endless waves, coming back again and again, shocking people!

In this magnificent sea of ​​fire, the most eye-catching thing is the dome building that looks like a huge castle.

It stood there quietly, like a soldier holding its ground, supporting those who longed for peace. However, at this quiet moment, a dull roar suddenly sounded, breaking the harmony between heaven and earth.

The dome building seemed fragile in the face of this powerful force.

Countless deep cracks appeared on its stone walls, as if they could collapse at any time.

Finally, after enduring unimaginable pressure, the dome building could no longer hold on and exploded instantly, with countless stones falling like a meteor shower.

A pillar of fire, like an erupting volcano, shot violently towards the darkened sky, its terrifying heat instantly enveloping the entire area. When the pillar of fire reached its peak, it seemed to have exhausted all its strength and began to fall like flowers scattered by a fairy, forming a spectacular rain of fire, giving people the feeling that the end of the world was approaching.

The flames fell on the earth like continuous raindrops, adding a touch of vitality to this dark world.

Even Tsunade and the others, who were far away from the battlefield, could not completely ignore the scene. Flying rocks and sparks rushed towards them, and Tsunade could only helplessly get up from the ground.

"It seems that this place is no longer suitable for us to stay. These two are too noisy." As he spoke, he waved his hand and easily created a gust of wind, blowing away all the stones and sparks flying towards him.

Then, he leaped and came to the outside of the high wall, stopping more than two hundred meters away from the core battlefield.

Mitomon En and others also took the same action, dodging the rocks and sparks falling from the sky, then jumped back and came to the outside of the high wall surrounding the dome building.

Despite having this thick and tall wall as a barrier, the others still felt uneasy.

Looking at the pillar of fire in the sky that had not yet dissipated, he whispered to himself: "This should be the third generation's most powerful ninjutsu. It looks even more powerful than before."

Such a sharp and astonishing fire escape technique is rare in the ninja world. Even in the Uchiha clan, who are experts in fire escape techniques, there are only a few ninjas who can perform such a high level of fire escape techniques.

Turning to look at Men Yan who was leisurely and contented beside him, Zhuan Qing Xiaochun asked curiously, "Don't you care about the safety of your companions?"

He smiled slightly, revealing his sharp teeth, and replied with a smile: "Although the power of this fire escape is indeed amazing, Minato is not someone who can be defeated so easily. However, judging by the current situation, their warm-up match is probably coming to an end. Next, the real battle will begin. I am really looking forward to who will be the final winner."

He nodded in agreement, expressing his approval.

The use of such a high-level fire escape technique undoubtedly marked the official start of the duel between them.

The more critical the moment, the more we cannot take it lightly.

Although his eyes were fixed on the battlefield, he remained alert deep down in his heart, fearing that the other party would take the opportunity to launch a surprise attack.

However, he didn't care about being alert.

He just closed his eyes slightly and cast his gaze again at the dome of the building wrapped in flames. There was a blazing light flashing in his eyes, and a mysterious smile always hung on the corners of his mouth. His whole temperament seemed particularly weird.

At this moment, a black figure broke free from the blazing flames and quickly dodged to a clearing on the dome that had not yet been engulfed by the flames. Despite this, the clearing still exuded a scorching heat, and even white smoke, similar to that of being burned, emerged from the soles of his shoes.

Minato's figure was a little disheveled, his shirt and trousers were stained with gray-black burn marks, and his face looked a little pale, obviously due to excessive consumption. However, his eyes were still firm.

Under the endlessly dark sky, flames raged and heat waves surged, as if one was in an active volcano.

At this moment, a mysterious man appeared out of nowhere and stood firmly at the edge of the flames, his eyes fixed on the brave young man in front of him.

His clothes had been burned by the flames, leaving only a tattered shirt, but his eyes were still firm, as if telling of his inner belief.

"Minato, you have truly become stronger." Sarutobi Hiruzen smiled, his tone full of admiration. There was a hint of fatigue in his smile, and it was obvious that this fierce battle had taken a huge toll on him.

"Third generation, you are too kind." He responded calmly.

There was a cold glint in his eyes, as if telling him that he didn't care about the praise. He had only one goal, which was to defeat.

"Your attack is incredibly powerful. Even I have to deal with it with all my might." He continued, "It's indeed much stronger than before, but it's not the same thing."

When he heard this, his face changed slightly.

He knew there was something else behind his words. He wanted to remind himself not to rely too much on the power of Flying Thunder God, but to learn to use wisdom and skills.

"You're absolutely right." He nodded in agreement. "Flying Thunder God is just a tool. What really matters is how you use it. I will work hard to improve my strength and strive to defeat you as soon as possible."

"Good, very good." He nodded with satisfaction. "I am pleased with your determination and perseverance. I hope you can persevere and realize your dream."

After saying these words, he turned and left, disappearing in the flames.

Looking at the receding figure, my heart is filled with emotion.

He knew that this battle would not end so easily, and he needed to practice harder to win.

In the following days, I will take time out every day to train hard.

He constantly challenges himself and strives to improve his abilities. He believes that as long as he perseveres, he will eventually achieve success.

The blazing flames burned madly, as if to devour everything in the world.

Their eyes met, filled with sparks of battle.

They stood in an uninhabited wilderness, silently enjoying this life-and-death struggle. Their eyes were firm and resolute, and a cold smile appeared on their faces.

He praised her. A cold, yet somewhat admiring, emotion emerged from his words. He didn't reply, but watched silently as the rage within him grew even stronger.

At this moment, a frown swept across his face, a sign of alertness to danger.

He knew that if he was hit by the flames in front of him, it would be a fatal blow. He did not hesitate to use his special skills.

The hot and thick liquid gushed out and turned into a substantial fire dragon, sweeping over.

Seeing this, he was obviously a little panicked, but he still gritted his teeth and persisted, launching an even more fierce attack with his magic.

"Senjutsu: Big Ball Rasengan!" With Minato's loud shout, the ball that was originally only slightly smaller than a house gradually expanded and became larger.

It also soared to an astonishing level in an instant, making the surrounding air seem to boil.

They collided with each other, causing a violent explosion.

The smoke was so thick that it blocked the view.

His heart tightened and he immediately became alert. However, by the time he reacted, someone had quietly come up behind him.

"The Art of Darkness!"

The cold voice echoed in his ears, and Minato felt his eyes go black as he fell into endless darkness.

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Chapter 807 Mr. Itachi

On a land where fire was burning and tears of blood were flowing, the two of them stood there, like two statues, motionless.

"Mr. Itachi, are you really willing to endure such endless pain until your death? Will your determination be broken by this? It turns out that you just want to keep going until the last moment of your life." Kisame's words were full of respect, but also with deep regret.

“The strength is truly admirable.

However, I believe that as long as I persist, my future will not be bleak." Itachi's eyes were firm and his determination was unstoppable.

"Then let's continue this battle." Kisame waved the ninja sword in his hand again and attacked Itachi.

However, in the next second, Kisame discovered that the ninja sword in his hand was actually pulled out of his body.

An expression of surprise appeared on his face, and he secretly wondered in his heart: Is this ability?

"Haha..." The corners of his mouth rose slightly, and his eyes flashed with confidence.

His voice was deep and powerful. “You are indeed very strong, but to me, this pain is nothing.”

"What is going on?" His eyes turned behind him, where a black crack appeared in the air, and a huge bright red eyeball stretched out from the edge of the darkness, as if it was a living creature, staring at him coldly.

"This is..." Kisame's face suddenly changed, and he felt an unprecedented sense of oppression.

He knew that this was a force that transcended the rules of this world and was destroying the structure of this world.

"Mr. Itachi, the power of your Mangekyō Sharingan is indeed extraordinary. However, I also have my own power." His tone was full of confidence and his eyes flashed with firm belief.

Your courage and perseverance are truly admirable.

But I must tell you that your future may be very difficult. Itachi's tone was full of worry, he knew that the choice might bring him great danger.

"Mr. Itachi, thank you for your concern. But I believe that as long as I persist, my future will be bright!

There was determination in his tone and confidence gleamed in his eyes.

"Okay, since you have made up your mind, I can only respect your choice." Itachi's tone was full of helplessness. He knew that he could not change Kisame's decision.

So, the two of them started a fierce battle again.

Their figures shuttled through the flames, their weapons collided in the air, and their voices echoed in the air.

The battle lasted for a long time and their physical strength was exhausted.

However, they still did not stop fighting, because they knew that only victory could prove their worth.

Finally, after a loud bang, their battle ended.

Their bodies were covered with scars, their breathing was rapid, and fatigue flashed in their eyes.

"Mr. Itachi, your strength is indeed admirable. However, I must tell you that your future may be very difficult."

On a scorching summer afternoon,

The young man with short black hair, Uchiha Itachi, was looking at his old teammate, Kisame, in front of him with a serious face.

The atmosphere between them was tense and solemn, as if the air was about to solidify.

"Itachi, your dream is like the sunshine in summer. Although it is scorching, it cannot illuminate the darkness." Kisame's voice was firm and powerful. "Your choice is like the shadow under the scorching sun. Although it seems safe, it is actually full of danger."

Itachi listened quietly, his eyes revealing deep helplessness and pain.

He knew that what he said was not without reason.

However, he has made his decision, no matter how many difficulties and obstacles lie ahead, he will move forward without hesitation.

"I know you are dissatisfied with my choice. However, I must persevere. Because only in this way can we find the true path to peace." Itachi's tone was sincere and firm, which moved people.

"Peace?" Kisame sneered, with sparks of anger flashing in his eyes. "What you call peace is nothing but a false peace built on sacrificing the interests of others. Do you think you can save the world? No, you are just escaping from reality."