In the center of the battlefield, Qingming looks at the black impermanence step by step with a smile.
Kakashi beside him was shocked.
It was only four minutes from the beginning to the end of the battle.
Black impermanence slowly walked out of the Fog Hidden Skill.
The black sickle in his hand was dripping blood.
It fell on the ground and dyed red. It seemed that the mandala was blooming in the rain and was enchanting and beautiful.
However, Kakashi was shocked to find that Black impermanence's body, not to mention scars, was not even stained with a trace of blood.
This is unbelievable.
It is beyond the cognition of a ninja.
Thirty ninjas, more than half of the elite, the rest are Shangren or elite Shangren. Kakashi can't figure out why he killed all of them in such a short time.
And I am still spotless.
Qingming looks at the big style gods coming over, nods with satisfaction, and his eyes reveal a surprise. It seems that it is out of the situation, but it is expected.
Thirty Fog Hidden Ninjas basically survived the World War II and can be described as the elite among the elite, but Black impermanence was able to kill them so quickly and destructively.
This is enough to prove that the position of Little Black Dog Food Team Leader is deserved.
At the same time, this kind of toughness also deeply shocked Kakashi.
For the first time, he felt ashamed of his weakness.
He was the only one hiding in the whole process.
With the end of the battle, the dark impermanence of the awakening state slowly returned to its original state. After all, the energy of Bonewomen was summoned by fragments and could not last.
"Sunny Sama, it's not a happy time. Someone should have run away in the fog."
The sickle in his hand was raised above his head, and Black Wuchang said thoughtfully.
In this way, Qingming and Kakashi were stunned.
Someone ran away?
This is totally impossible. After the battle, Qingming, Kakashi and these R-class gods deliberately stood on this side of the road. If they want to run back to the country of rain, Qingming will definitely find out.
For the sunny black question mark face, Hei Wuchang waved the black sickle in his hand and said, "In terms of hand feel, the last time he cut down, it felt wrong. It seemed that he cut down on a corpse instead of a living person, so someone should have taken the opportunity to run away."
Although Qingming doesn't know where the style gods in the Yin Yang division system come from, one thing is certain, that is, they are all experienced, even if they are N-level style gods.
Therefore, in a certain degree, their experience is equal to truth.
Qingming is lost in thought.
"Well, don't worry about him."
Kakashi did not hear the speech of Black impermanence, but looked worried at the bleeding river boy.
Look at the deep bone wound on your back. If you don't deal with it in time, you will die!
Although Kakashi is willing to help, he will not cure Ninjutsu.
"The style god summons Yingcao."
Here, Qingming also calmed down from meditation. After seeing the situation of the river boy, she directly summoned Yingcao.
At the critical moment, my father is still needed.
"Hoop..."
A murmuring mantra sounded. Although a girl with a huge fluorescent plant appeared in front of Kakashi, her white kimono and round face made people feel cute.
The breath of the river boy lying on the ground has begun to weaken, and the situation is very dangerous.
"Draw, flower, heal."
Yingcao, who just came out, saw the situation and quickly came over, put his right hand on the Hetong's wound and whispered.
Then, Kakashi saw the terrible side of Yingcao's father.
The light green light bloomed, put it on the right hand behind the wound of the river boy, gently grasped it, and drew a stream of water from the river boy's body.
Then, the flesh and blood of the wound began to grow crazily, and Kakashi could even see the peristalsis of the granulation.
Finally, the light of healing flashes.
In less than half a minute, the wound behind Hetong's back was completely healed.
There are no scars.
What kind of ninja is this?
Today, a series of surprises made Kakashi begin to doubt life.
"This is..."
"The light of healing, the exclusive skill of Yingcao, can be saved as long as people don't die. If there is enough energy in the battlefield, she can milk an army."
Qingming answers Kakashi's question carelessly.
It feels good to pretend to be forced.
"Xiao Hei, go back with Phoenix Fire first. I have something to ask Hetong."
Qingming wiped the sweat on her forehead and said.
It has been nearly five minutes since the battle. It is a big expense for Qingming to maintain the two SR gods, Black impermanence and Phoenix fire.
"Well, good! Next time when you summon, try to call out the little fart child who is sitting on the seat as much as possible. Although the little fart child can't fight, it is still OK in terms of spiritual support, professional lighters."
Patted Qingming on the shoulder, and the black impermanence equation disappeared with a thud in a burst of white smoke
As for the matter of Bonny, he will not forget until Qingming says.
Qingming gently nods, lifts the river boy who is still unconscious, and sits down by the tree to rest.
"Kakashi, let's look for the mission information and go back as soon as we find it."
Qingming shouted at Kakashi.
Kakashi smiled wryly and said awkwardly, "If you don't tell me, I really forget. Hurry to find the information, and we will make a mission to the camp, and at the same time tell about the invasion of Fog Hidden."
"Good."
I don't know why, but Qingming always has a foreboding in her heart.
Turning around, they bent down to look for the so-called mission intelligence in the bloody place.
The scroll is not hidden, or people don't care about it at all.
Qingming and Kakashi found the mission items in the patient bag on the team leader's body, and they were ready to send the information scroll of Muye back.
No words!
I was tired to death, but others didn't take it seriously.
Then, after a brief rest, they and the awakened Hetong were ready to return to Muye's camp.
On the way, Qingming asks Hetong about the technique of fog concealment.
"Hetong, I remember that when I played with that Dou in Asanuma Youjie before, your trickle could absorb the fog concealment of the tower. Why did you fail just now? Is your kidney bad?"
Qingming is puzzled. If the river boy had just given me strength, the bone girl might not have sacrificed.
"Quack!!!"
He Tong said this.
what the hell......
At this time, it shows the importance of mastering a foreign language.
"System, can you translate it?"
"Mad is mentally retarded." In my mind, the system can only express that it is powerless and reply to an expression pack at the same time.
"Quack quack...."
He Tong, the party concerned, said that he was also very sad. His family was poor and could not afford to go to school. He had never learned human language.
"He Tong means that Trickle Stream is aimed at individuals, not the white fog of Fog Hidden Skill. In other words, one person's ninja is fully absorbed, two people are half, and three people are one-third... There are almost thirty ninjas in the Fog Hidden Skill just now, and if absorbed, it will be useless."
At last, Hei Wuchang in Yinyangliao couldn't stand it, so he gave Qingming an explanation.
Otherwise, this shortage can compete with the system for a day.