I created the Twelve Ghost Moons in Naruto

The sky in the realm of illusions suddenly darkened, the sun set and the moon rose, and the whole world fell into silence.

White Fang crawled out of the water for the rest of his life, completely soaked, his wet silver-white hair clinging to his forehead, and drops of water continued to slide down his face and drip on the grass below.

He hadn't been underwater for long, less than ten minutes.

At this time, the sun that was still hanging in the headspace, glowing and hot, set in the blink of an eye, what an outrageous speed of movement.

Sure enough, it's an illusion.

Only in the illusion can this kind of puzzling state of mind.

So after all the trouble of replacing the prepared sun with the moon, what did the ghost crow do to lure him out?

White Fang stood still, quietly waiting for the crow to strike.

Suddenly

there was a strange sound in the forest not far away, like the sound of metal pieces colliding and rubbing, one after another.

As the sound became denser and denser, and as White Fang approached the lake, a black figure with a knife came into his eyes, followed by a second, a third...

Dense

black shadows stepped out of the forest in a neat step, the moonlight illuminating their faces and their heavily armed armor.

These people were sword-wielding samurai, and their eyes were wooden, like machines without any emotion.

"What?"

White Fang frowned, unable to understand the idea of the ghost crow. Even if you want to push him into a desperate situation in the illusion, you should choose a stronger ninja, right?

Why are there all samurai in front of you?

Suddenly, the sound of the armor clashing disappeared, and when I looked up, the dense figures all stopped in place, motionless like stone sculptures.

You can't even feel breathing.

As White Fang wondered, all the samurai around him spread their legs and began to run rapidly.

"Whoa, whoa!"

The long knives in their hands were chopping, chopping, or stabbing, and they attacked the white fangs by the lake in various postures.

"Cut!"

White Fang waved his hand slightly, and the warriors rushing at him in front of him fell with a clatter, and the armor on his body did not block much damage for them.

The expected scene of blood gushing did not appear, and even if the whole person was cut open, no blood spilled out.

Although he knew that this was an illusion, the strange scene in front of him still made White Fang's heart sink.

Before I had time to think about it, more samurai flocked up, and the 'samurai sea' in front of me was still in sight.

"Cut!"

"Cut!"

"Cut!"

......

One by one, the samurai did not dodge, allowing the slash to pass through their bodies, cutting them in half.

"Whew, whew..."

White Fang gasped in his mouth, and the continuous release of nearly a hundred slashes had already caused his physical strength to begin to decline.

Looking at the samurai in front of him who were still flooding towards him, a rare trace of fear rose in his heart.

The corpses of the samurai he had killed before had disappeared at some point, otherwise the corpses in front of him would have piled up into a hill by now.

The samurai were inexhaustible, and countless samurai fell under his slashes, and then countless samurai immediately filled the void in the formation.

I am afraid that the endless stream of samurai has already lined up in front of him to the opposite hill.

These samurai came more or less the same, but the fact that he was dragged by these samurai and could not find the exit of the illusion made him extremely irritated and uneasy.

White Fang took a few steps back, trying to re-enter the water to dodge the samurai's attacks.

Sure enough, the bottom of the lake is his eternal home.

But when he turned his head, before he could dive, White Fang was shocked to find that the large lake behind him had somehow turned into a flat meadow.

In the distance, another large group of samurai came out of the shadows, forming an encirclement.

“。。。"

White Fang was silent.

'Hee-hee, I'm not going to let you run away. You're here until the countdown reaches zero. The

ghost crow looked at the bewildered White Fang and sneered inwardly. A steady stream of fear energy enters its body, giving it new abilities.

Although White Fang provided it with a pitiful amount of fear energy, pulling any ninja to it could outnumber him, it still managed to collect the minimum level of energy.

In a few minutes, its moon deception illusion will be at its limit.

White Fang may have some illusion resistance, and its illusion time limit has been greatly reduced, otherwise it will inevitably change the fear energy of White Fang.

More than two hours had passed in the phantom realm, but only a few seconds had passed in the outside world.

In the eyes of the ghosts in the outside world, White Fang and the ghost crow suddenly stalemate for a few seconds, and then the momentum on the ghost crow suddenly skyrocketed, and White Fang stumbled as if he had received some mental blow.

"Boom!"

The Raven King controlled by the ghost crow laughed evilly twice, and its body was instantly covered with a layer of green panicked light, and as soon as it raised its wings, a crescent-shaped green light slash flew out instantly, approaching the white fang on the opposite side.

White Fang, who had just escaped from the illusion, immediately stabilized his mind, and his left eye suddenly widened, revealing the kaleidoscope writing wheel eye.

Divinity!

Halfway through, the fear slash was uncontrollably sucked into the spatial distortion created by the White Fangs. After a whirlpool, calm returned to the field.

The crow's laughter came to an abrupt end.

"Since one can't deal with you, what about this!"

The ghost crow's voice was furious, and its wings flapped violently, and four green crescents formed in an instant, constantly spinning in the air and flying towards the white fangs from both directions.

In the face of the four flying fear slashes, White Fang was still the same, so he repeated his trick and used the kaleidoscope to distort space again.

Divinity!

The space on the right side was instantly distorted, and a terrifying slash was instantly sucked into the divine power space.

White Fang stared at the safe space left by the Dread Slash as it disappeared, and rolled around on the ground with a flutter in front of the right, the Dread Slash on his head brushing against his back.

The Fear Slash struck the White Fang's original location one after another, and there was silence, as if it had been erased in an instant, without making a sound.

The

ghost crow was silent, releasing four fear slashes at the same time was already its current limit, who made the white fangs contribute very little fear energy?

Is it really impossible to break this ability to distort space?

"Bang bang."

Suddenly there was a crisp applause above his head, and when he looked up, he saw that the voice was coming from the ghost king.

"That's it, Raven. You'll have to practice again. In

a word, he declared the victory of White Fang.

The indifferent scarlet pupils made the ghost crow's cold feathers stand upright, and even if there were ten thousand unwilling in his heart, he still had to obey the orders of his superiors.

Watching the crow give up the fight and return to his door, Shuichi Makumi took his eyes off it.

Winding: Autumn Leaves, Mirror Shadow, White Fang, Ghost Crow, Fog Hime, Drifting Snow.

Bottom String: Mirror Twins, Insect Master, Prison Thunder, Chaos Blade, Lotus Girl, Red Hundred Eyes.

The original twelve ghost months were formed.

A wound suddenly opened on his hand, and blood floated out of it as if weightless, some large, some small.

The small part automatically flies in front of the lower string, and the large part flies in front of the upper chord one after another.

"Ate it."

The twelve demons did so.

The twelve ghost moons who were present glanced around, and he raised his hand and snapped his fingers crisply.

"Adjournment."

The door behind the six lower strings suddenly opened, and the six ghosts standing in front of the door were instantly sucked into the space behind the door with a storm-like suction.

"Bang!"

The door closed again, fading into the darkness of the void.

After sending the lower string away, Shuichi Shinbow spoke to the upper string present:

"I will give you the right to transform the six ghosts, and if you have a desired goal, bring him to me."