"Spirit City, I didn't expect that I would come here again today!" Madara, who was wearing a cloak that covered his entire figure, stood in front of Cheng and looked at Spirit City, who saw that even the city wall was extremely majestic and magnificent, and said with a sarcastic smile.
Madara has only one purpose for coming here this time, and that is to recapture his body. After all, the extremely powerful Sharingan must not fall into their hands.
The other reason is that Madara knows that after Impure World Reincarnation Jutsu is truly resurrected, he will be the same as Shinobi World in his previous life. The pair of Sharingan that he now wears from Impure World Reincarnation will be broken, and then the power of the real Sharingan will be needed.
"Have you heard? The corpse of the culprit Uchiha Madara is still hanging in front of the main hall of Martial Soul?" Madara's perception is naturally extremely sharp, and he quickly found the news he needed most from the bustling crowd.
"What Spirit Hall can do is really amazing!" The cold light in Madara's eyes grew stronger and stronger, and he was furious.
Originally, he was worried that his body would rot if buried underground for a long time Sharingan? After all, no matter how powerful it is, it is just the eyes of a living organism. If it is really bad, it will be useless! This is one of the reasons why Obito in his previous life was so anxious to find the body of Nagato and even went so far as to kill Konan.
But Madara, whose heart was already burning with anger, could not reveal his identity for the time being. He could only go to the Spirit Hall main hall that passers-by said had hosted the Continental Elite Soul Master Competition finals.
From a distance, Madara saw the noisy crowd gathered together, so he hurried over and squeezed into the crowd watching the excitement. At the first glance, he saw the lifeless body hanging in front of the temple.
Some of the crowd watching the excitement were watching with cold eyes, some were gloating about the misfortune, and some were shaking their heads and sighing. All kinds of things in the world were vividly displayed at that moment.
"Alas! It's such a pity that such a genius could do something bad at such a young age and have to offend Spirit Hall?" Soul Master looked at the young figure and shook his head, saying with a little regret, but his mouth was quickly covered by his companion next to him.
"You don't want your life! That is Spirit Hall's number one offender! Sorry everyone, he is talking nonsense!" The smart companion next to him covered his mouth and apologized to the people who heard him.
However, at this moment, Shi Shiran, dressed in white clothes, Chrysanthemum Douluo, walked out from inside. He was far from the embarrassment he had been when he was beaten by Madara and was struggling to survive. Instead, he looked at the people watching at the stairs with a victor's attitude.
"Sir Chrysanthemum Douluo!" When everyone saw that it was actually Titled Douluo from the Spirit Hall, they all hurriedly knelt on the ground and saluted.
With a hint of pride on his face, Chrysanthemum Douluo folded his arms and declared loudly, "Did you see it? Those who are enemies of us Spirit Hall will not end well! Do you understand?"
Even if you were once invincible, so what if you could beat us while hanging? Now that you are dead, you are dead, and everything disappears!
Only the person who survives to the end is the real winner!
Chrysanthemum Douluo turned around slightly and looked at the figure that once looked like a god and a devil. There was still a lingering fear in his eyes. After all, the battle that day was too deep in his mind.
"Hmph!" Madara snorted coldly, standing out among the kneeling crowds. In this environment where the drop of a needle could be heard, it was no more than a thunder. It scared them so hard that they trembled violently, and their trembling bodies crawled even lower.
Even the people in the audience could clearly hear this disdainful snort, let alone Chrysanthemum Douluo, who has a sharp ear and eyesight.
"Who is it? Are you tired of living?" Chrysanthemum Douluo's face was full of evil, and the murderous intention was released without hesitation. His eyes swept across the crowd present, and soon captured Madara's proud figure like a green pine.
"What? You Spirit Hall clearly couldn't defeat someone who called so many people to besiege and even killed two of them. Now you know how to show off your power?" Madara mocked mercilessly.
Now Impure World Reincarnation mode is immortal, come and find out more if you have the ability! It won't be so easy to be successfully attacked this time!
Madara's figure was covered by the cloak, but Chrysanthemum Douluo could still see a pair of blood-red eyes under the shadow, looking at him without any sign of weakness.
"This is our Spirit Hall's private matter! Isn't it good that you are being too lenient?" Chrysanthemum Douluo glanced at Madara with a slightly wary look, and the threat in his words was naturally self-evident.
Chrysanthemum Douluo is of course very smart to be able to achieve Titled Douluo. The person in front of him knows that he is a famous Titled Douluo and dares to provoke him. He must be confident. It is better not to act without authorization before he knows it clearly!
"I came here today for one thing! This thing is not good for you!" As Madara spoke, the momentum from his whole body swept towards the surroundings like an overwhelming force. Seeing this scene, Chrysanthemum Douluo's golden pupils shrank suddenly.
He has already guessed why the cloaked man in front of him is here? If he succeeds, something big will happen!
Madara slowly stretched out his hand and suddenly a wrist-thick line of fire shot out, easily burning the rope binding Madara's body and then slowly falling under Madara's control.
"Who are you?" Chrysanthemum Douluo had already shown his Martial Soul at this time, staring at Madara's figure covered by the cloak, always feeling that he was familiar, and asked very solemnly.
"I'm an old acquaintance of yours!" Of course Madara would not reveal his identity like this, he said with a smile.
"Who is that person? How dare you break into the Spirit Hall!" Ghost Douluo also appeared as a huge ghost. His face was still pale and he was obviously recovering from a serious illness. However, compared to Qian Jun Douluo and Jiang Long Douluo who were directly bombarded, he was much luckier.
"Spirit Hall? Remember one sentence, it's not not to report that the time has not come yet!" Madara, who was in Impure World Reincarnation state, picked up his body and laughed coldly in front of everyone.
"Stop him quickly!" Ghost Douluo shouted, and his body instantly turned into a group of ghosts who didn't know how to fight back and rushed towards Madara in unison.
"Amaterasu!" Madara's mouth slowly spit out these two words, and the next moment, the originally extremely illusory ghost shadow actually ignited a raging black Amaterasu flame out of thin air.
"Ahhh!" The ghost opened its distorted mouth and let out a silent roar of pain, which faintly gathered into the painful howl of Ghost Douluo.
The current Ghost Douluo has not recovered from the serious injuries he suffered before, and he actually didn't even block Madara's random Amaterasu. It's not his fault, it's really because with the unlimited supply of Chakra in Impure World Reincarnation state, Madara's Fire Release power is naturally self-evident.
"You can't run away either!" Madara's cold eyes as cold as daggers flashed out instantly. He just wanted to take action against Chrysanthemum Douluo who was distracted because his friend was injured, but suddenly he felt a fatal sense of crisis locking him firmly.
"Death Ray!"
A dark and terrifying ray came instantly and hit Madara in Impure World Reincarnation state.
In fact, he could have avoided it, but that would have hurt its own body, so he had to carry it hard!
"Who are you?" Bibi Dong slowly walked out of the hall. He saw that even though he was hit by him, there was no trace of blood left. Instead, he was repaired quickly like a clay sculpture. There was a hint of solemnity in his eyes.
"It turns out to be the Pope! We will meet again later!" Madara looked at Bibi Dong and the others with a sneer, and a ripple in space involved him, Taozhiyaoyao.
"Who is he? Why is he so weird?" The three Titled Douluo all thought at this time.