Ninja at the top of the food chain

Chapter 1220 must kill
In terms of appearance, Luohou at this moment is like Jiaodu in a state of injustice, but the difference in size between the two is more than tens of thousands of times?Jiaodu's tentacles can cover a range of tens of meters at most, which is considered as top-notch.

And Luo Hou...

Overwhelming, sweeping the sky, the number of black tentacles is completely uncountable, and the ground is cracked, the clouds are shaking, and wherever the black line passes, no matter what obstacles are blocking it, they are all shattered and cracked.

The field of vision was completely filled with black, and the white avatar vaguely had the feeling of facing the inflated seeking jade. It was obviously difficult to deal with Luo Hou's unknown move with the scale of Sumeru's technique in his hands.

More importantly, Luohu disappeared without knowing where he hid.

Soon, the white avatar let go of his hand, and the huge two-dimensional oil painting slowly floating in front of her did not attract her attention. When she looked around, she saw that the ground completely disappeared, replaced by a black line with no boundaries ocean.

Thick or thin, long or short black lines are intertwined like poisonous snakes, meandering, crawling, and twisting. The whole world seems to have life, shaking from time to time, as if the heart is beating.

The so-called abyss of hell is nothing more than that, right?

"Reform the battlefield environment?" Thinking that he understood Luo Hou's thoughts, the white avatar thought for a while and decided to fight back. Then he condensed another hundred cold nuclear fusion bombs, intending to blow up these black tentacles into ashes all at once.

But this time, the nuclear explosion did not play its due role, because no matter how violent the explosion was, even if the temperature reached hundreds of millions of degrees, turning everything within the field of vision into an ocean of light, the black tentacles did not wear much , still wandering at the bottom.

At this time, Luo Hou suddenly appeared from the sea of ​​tentacles, and with a wave of his hand, he shot more than a dozen black lines at the white clone. The violently turbulent airflow, like a sharp knife, tore apart cracks in the space along the way.

Even though he was in the center of the nuclear explosion, Luo Hou's actions were not affected in the slightest. Instead, he was a white clone, because he had to resist the damage of the nuclear explosion and constantly reversed his own time, which took a certain amount of energy.

A dozen or so black threads came oncoming at an extremely fast speed, and the white avatar was hit directly without paying attention, and a dozen large holes were pierced out of the body in an instant, and the whistling air flow swept in, causing her to fly backwards uncontrollably .

At the same time, another Luo Hou flashed in the direction where the white clone was flying upside down. He still didn't say anything nonsense, and shot out more than a dozen black threads, apparently wanting to penetrate the former.

Although a pure three-dimensional physical attack has little effect on the avatar, there is absolutely no reason in this world not to fight back after being beaten. Noticing Luo Hou's movement behind her, she activated a hole card without hesitation.

"Time split."

During the thought movement, the body of the white clone shattered one after another, turning into ashes and dissipating as if evaporated by the surrounding nuclear energy. In fact, it was putting power into various points of this timeline to perform high-level operations.

"Have you escaped into another dimension again?" Luo Hou, who appeared first, was talking to himself, while pulling out a black stick from his palm, intending to carry out high-dimensional tracking strikes like before.

At this moment, hundreds of gray silk threads suddenly flashed across the body surface, Luohou was slightly taken aback, and then more gray silk threads spread out, instantly covering every inch of space with a radius of hundreds of meters, and the second Luohou Also covered.

In the next moment, the gray thread tightened, and then disappeared, and also disappeared, as well as two Luohu eyes, throat, shoulders, waist, thighs... Just like Ling Chi, the body instantly became tattered.

At the place where it settled down, a large piece of the black line ocean disappeared, and a large number of tentacles were either cut off from it, or disappeared entirely. At first glance, the entire Black Sea was dug out into a large hole several hundred meters wide.

The so-called time splitting, as the name suggests, is to split time within a certain range, turning the "fixed range" into a "single target", and then use the gray line segment formed by the power of time as a catalyst to launch continuous "transmission".

If Obito's Kamui is space teleportation, then the time split of the white clone is time teleportation. The target is cut into thousands of pieces and sent to different time points, which is its working principle.

At this moment, Luo Hou’s eyeballs were sent to 2 minutes ago, his left hand was sent to 5 minutes later, half of his head was sent to half an hour ago, his thigh was sent to two hours later, and so on...

Before the corresponding time point is reached, his body will never be able to completely condense. Even if the future becomes the present as time goes by, and Luo Hou can take back part of his body, the past is really gone.

This move is the in-depth use of high-dimensional power, and it is also one of the ultimate trump cards of the white clone. Only when the high-dimensional body attacks with all its strength can it be successfully activated. It is a real nirvana.

The high-dimensional ability derived from this - so close to the world, is being used by her. The principle is to stay in the past for 1 minute to observe the ultimate defensive technique of "now".

In terms of spatial position, the white clone still stays in place, but in terms of time position, she is in the past, the barrier between the past and the present, not only can make any low-latitude opponents despair, but also can seize the opportunity to make more moves at any time operate.

It stands to reason that a one-minute interval between reality and reality does not exist in the "now" material world. The white clone in this state should be invincible, but if the opponent is Rahu, then...

"Are you hiding again? You are really...boring enough."

The sea of ​​tentacles vibrated violently, and the two cut and fragmented Rahus sank into it, and another intact Rahu slowly emerged from the sea surface. He looked not far away, his eyes seemed to be able to penetrate time and space, and focused on...

There is nothing on the surface, but it actually stays on the opponents of the past.

The eyes of the two sides met, sparks sparked from friction.

"It seems that I need to show some real skills..."

Luo Hou muttered to himself, raised his arm slightly, spread his five fingers across his chest, as if a certain mechanism had been activated, and heard him softly say: "Lower realm, point C, upper realm. Point A."

As the voice fell, invisible fluctuations emanated from Luo Hou's body, as if something had changed, but nothing had changed. In short, when he made the next move, no matter how calm his mind and body were, he couldn't help it. His complexion changed drastically.

"Mass point. 5 megatons."

Slightly stretching out a finger, a small black spot exuding a faint light appeared on the tip of the finger. Luo Hou closed his eyes to perceive it for a moment, and suddenly poked it, space and time were all shattered, and a big hole burst out between the two of them in an instant .

The color of the hole was extremely dark, and the ripples around it slowly rotated, like a black hole. Luo Hou's finger actually pierced the timeline, opened up the passage to the past from now on, forcibly completed the time travel, and came in front of the white clone.

Immediately after, Luo Hou stepped across the passage, and two more small black spots appeared, condensing on the surface of his fist one after another. Without hesitation, he launched a more rapid and unimaginable offensive.

(End of this chapter)