I'm a Hokage in Tokyo

Thousands of birds and all-rounders.

Before the unprecedented mass extinction, all living creatures followed the instinct of survival, and all the birds and beasts fled.

"Can a 'god' like you also be moved by the scene?"

A whirlpool appeared in the void, and Uchiha Senmon appeared on the other side of the mountain. He looked at the village that gave birth to him and said:

"Still seeing things and loving people, Madara."

"The name Konoha was chosen by me."

Regarding the appearance of the Uchiha Sect, Uchiha Madara was not surprised, and his tone was as calm as chatting with a friend:

"After all the changes, the current village is completely different from the village that Hashirama and I built. Moreover, I have no nostalgia for the people and things in the past."

This is a lie!

The Uchiha sect's eyes narrowed slightly.

If that were the case, why would Uchiha Madara take the heretic demon all the way back to Konoha Village?

Infinite Tsukuyomi is activated, and cities all over the world fall into a dream.

Uchiha Madara tampered with the myth and reversed his and Izanami's roles in the Myth War, but other details were not falsified.

Konoha Village in the mythical age was a place where Izanagi and Izanami founded and lived together.

Uchiha Madara traveled thousands of miles and deliberately chose Konoha as the starting and ending place. This cannot be explained by just getting up where he fell.

He is also an Uchiha from the Uchiha Sect. Using himself as a reference, he can guess a little bit about Madara's thoughts.

Even though he was defeated and sealed by Izanami for thousands of years, Madara Uchiha still had an unbreakable bond with his wife who fell in love with and killed him.

"I asked you why there were no moths flying into the flames to die yesterday."

Uchiha Madara turned around and looked over, smiling:

"Xianmen, you are here not only to investigate the enemy's situation. Do you have any way to stop me, Uchiha Madara?"

There are still three days until the Mid-Autumn Festival full moon night.

Countries around the world were naturally anxious and gathered allied forces to march towards Japan, intending to fight to the death.

However, he was temporarily suppressed by the Uchiha Immortal Sect and came up with a new battle plan.

The major powers considered it over and over again, giving Uchiha Sect the time to make a final attempt, and making two preparations at the same time. Overseas coalition forces were parked offshore, ready to launch and land in Japan at any time.

Uchiha Xianmen opened his right eye, opened the kaleidoscope and peered into Uchiha Madara's heart.

The Eight Thunder God Eye Technique is extremely sensitive to the soul, and A Ming's soul still survives tenaciously.

Uchiha Xianmen's tight heart suddenly relaxed, and then he tentatively asked:

"How are Yuuki and Yamashita doing now?"

The heretic demon statue flew to Mount Arakawa, dug out the hollow of the mountain with the tailed beast jade, and hid it inside. Uchiha Madara was guarding the outside, and no one knew what was going on inside.

"Those two Jinchuuriki..."

Uchiha Madara smiled casually, with a bit of cruelty in his tone:

"Who knows, maybe it will end badly."

The implication is obviously that there is more misfortune than good.

The Uchiha Sect's heart sank, and he couldn't help but glare at Uchiha Madara.

"Don't worry about those irrelevant people. Xianmen, do you want to join forces with me?"

Madara Uchiha's words were shocking, and he made a suggestion that shocked the Uchiha Immortal Sect.

"You have the ability to open the Mangekyo, and you also obtained Wood Release. The power of Hashirama and I continues and bears fruit in you. It would be a pity to kill you."

"Madara, you took away Ming's body and used all human beings as nutrients for the sacred tree. How dare you say such things!"

The face of the Uchiha Sect was clouded, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he gritted his teeth and yelled angrily.

"What's wrong with the fantasy world of Infinite Tsukuyomi? Reality is too cruel."

Uchiha Madara lowered his eyes slightly and sneered faintly:

"Didn't you go through hell more than ten years ago? The unforgettable pain of losing a loved one, Xianmen, have you forgotten?"

The Uchiha Immortal's eyes flickered, his lips pursed, and he remained silent.

"In Infinite Tsukuyomi's dream, everything can be done as you wish. Not only will your son come back to you, but even your wife can come back to life! All your dreams will come true!"

Uchiha Madara's words are like a devil, confusing people's hearts and dragging their souls into the abyss.

"As for the mortals you are worried about, don't worry, they will not die. It is not cost-effective to fish from the lake. The sacred tree will not suck humans dry at once, but will continuously absorb their vitality. Everyone can be immersed in beautiful dreams , lasting forever, completely free from pain and emptiness.”

Reaching out to the Uchiha Celestial Sect and spreading his palms, Uchiha Madara generously invited:

"Come on, Xianmen, let's create the perfect Tsukuyomi world with me!"

call--!

On the top of the mountain, the wind howled and the clouds moved.

Uchiha Xianmen frowned, closed his eyes, and slowly took a few steps forward with a gloomy look on his face.

"Divine power!"

He suddenly opened the kaleidoscope in his left eye.

Uchiha Madara used lightning flash to dodge to a rock more than ten meters away.

"You are going to refuse my kindness."

He glanced down at the outstretched arm. If he took one step later, he would be twisted by the power of the god.

"I saw my own reflection in you and thought you would understand me. Now it seems like this is the only extent of your love for your wife?"

"No matter how sweet you say it, Madara, the world of Infinite Tsukuyomi is just a mirror."

Uchiha Senmon looked up at Uchiha Madara who was standing on the rock, raised his fists and said loudly:

"Whether it's Mikoto or Ming, I will save them!"

"What you say is better than what you sing. Can you do it on your own, kid?"

The majestic momentum soared into the sky, the sound stopped the moving clouds, his eyes opened the scarlet Sharingan, Uchiha Madara looked down at the immortal gate and said coldly:

"Don't be naive! The enemy you have to face is me, Madara Uchiha!!"

The Uchiha Sect's breath couldn't help but stagnate, and cold sweat appeared on his forehead.

Uchiha Madara has murderous intentions!

Even if it was just a three-magatama, Uchiha Madara's eye power still suppressed his Mangekyo Sharingan.

The gap between the two is like a chasm, insurmountable.

But if you don't do it because you can't do it, the Uchiha sect will also laugh at you.

Just bet your life here and gain a glimmer of hope.

"You can't kill me until you save the world, Madara."

Uchiha Senmon took a few steps back, and the Kaleidoscope of Power in his left eye spun, releasing a body covered in dust.

After a moment, she opened her eyes, which were empty and dark.

"This kind of eyes is from Taishan Prefecture Junji..."

Uchiha Madara's face changed slightly.

Not only that, but figures continued to spit out from the divine space.

There were sixty or seventy people in total.

Each body was covered in dust, with cracks scattered across the face, lifeless and creepy.

"That's it. No wonder you refused my invitation. It turns out that you have already learned the Taishan Mansion Lord's Sacrifice."

Uchiha Madara smiled instead of being surprised, and sneered nonchalantly:

"That's so stupid, Xianmen. Even Lord Taishan is no match for me. You don't think these immortal clay dolls can stop me, do you?"

"If you want to fight me, you must at least be a strong man of Sasuke's level!"

The Uchiha Immortal twitched the corners of his mouth and showed a wry smile.

It's not that he didn't think about resurrecting Sasuke, but he couldn't do it.

Not only was Sasuke's body left in Amaterasu, but the Eight Thunder Gods Psychic Shadow-level powerhouses overwhelm the Uchiha sect, and his eyesight declined significantly. He also relied on the flesh and blood left by the mortals in the Tengen game to be able to barely use Tarzan. Fujun sacrifice.

There is no comparison between Uchiha Senmon's completion of his Taizanfu Lord Festival and Ashiya Michimitsu's.

Not only do they have no sanity, but the vast majority of the dead reincarnated in the filthy land have only the power of the Twelve Divine Generals.

However, dead people are sometimes more useful than living people.

"Madara, once you defeat them, it won't be too late to boast to Haikou."

Uchiha Senmon formed a seal with one hand on his chest, and a vortex appeared in the void, sucking him in and completely disappearing.

The dead who were reincarnated in the dirty soil stiffly twisted their necks and limbs, looked at Uchiha Madara, and then rushed towards him.

"You are hiding in the dark to spy on the opportunity. The tactics are too dark, but they are very practical."

Facing the filthy dead who were rushing towards him fiercely, Uchiha Madara looked around with interest:

"Before the heretic golem absorbs all the tailed beasts, I have nothing to do, so I just want to play with you for a while to pass the time."

Jumping down from the rock, Uchiha Madara immediately fought with the invading army of dirt.

"Crack!"

"Boom boom boom!"

Even though dozens of dead people bravely attacked without fear of death, wherever Uchiha Madara passed by, it was like the autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves, destroying everything, knocking everyone away and exploding.

If it weren't for the immortal filthy earth body, the surrounding net would have been torn apart long ago.

Chasing Uchiha Madara, a dead man holding a long knife came to chop him with a knife.

Uchiha Madara locked his neck with his hands and lifted him into the air.

"Do you want to dance too?"

As soon as his palms tightened, the opponent's neck was crushed and his head flew out.

However, the headless dead man stood up unsteadily and continued to rush towards Uchiha Madara.

Uchiha Madara frowned, jumped back, and flew a hundred meters away.

Randomly patting the dust that fell on his shoulders when he smashed the filthy dead, Uchiha Madara formed a seal with his palms and spat in front of him:

"Fire Escape·The Great Fire Extinguishes!"

Seven or eight dead people from the filthy earth rose up and fell down, landing at the front of the team, spitting out a torrent of water at the same time.

Water Escape·Water Formation Wall!

The water formation wall was like paper. It couldn't even stop the fire, and it swallowed up the dirty earth army in an instant.

"boom!"

The overwhelming and domineering flames instantly ignited the top of Mount Arakawa, and the covering snow melted instantly along with the water formation wall, turning into water vapor that blocked the sky and the sun.

With a bang, dozens of charred bodies were seen swaying on the ground, with flames still remaining on their bodies.

In just a few minutes, the army of dirty soil was defeated by Uchiha Madara!

"As expected of Uchiha Madara."

Although the Uchiha Celestial Sect does not know where to hide now, the eyes of the dead in the dirt are his eyes, allowing the Celestial Sect to understand the situation in real time.

The Uchiha Celestial Sect was not surprised by the defeat of the dirty earth army. If a super shadow-level powerhouse couldn't even do this little thing, how could he destroy the world?

"Rustling."

Soon, dust gathered from the sky, causing those reincarnated from the dirty soil to get up again.

Against Uchiha Madara, the combat prowess of the Evil Dead is naturally not worth mentioning, but they are immortal and tireless. They can come back countless times and attack 24 hours a day without sleep.

Such a persistent stalking could not only serve as cannon fodder to spy on Uchiha Madara's intelligence, but also hold him back, consume his energy, and create opportunities for the Uchiha Sect.