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After losing the support of the past generations, it didn't take long for those ninja powerhouses of the past generations to disappear from people's field of vision one after another with magic spells and magic fires. The Ninja Coalition could no longer stop the Fire Nation army's attack and began to retreat. Countless ninjas have fallen in this war.

Among them, there is no shortage of lower forbearance and upper forbearance, and everyone is equal in the face of war.

Drip, drip... There was a noise from the aircraft's liaison. When he picked it up, a smile bloomed on Jelf's face.

Turn on the flying machine you are riding on, step out of the thousands of horses, and slowly rise into the air to look down on the remaining ninja alliance.

"Let's get to know. You've already lost..."

The sound is not loud, but it can reach everyone's ears accurately.

"You think you've won?" Kazuma also walked out of the army and met Jelf's gaze.

"Yes, I've won."

"Lord Machima, Lord Majima!" There was a cacophony among the ninja coalition. A ninja panicked and came to Karuma's side to report.

For a moment, his eyes widened. Fiercely glared at Jerf in the sky.

The land of water has been conquered...

Lose!

"I said, I've won. And you have no way out. Except for the Land of Thunder behind you, the whole world has fallen into my hands. ”

"Let's make a final touch."

At that moment, a bolt of blue lightning shot straight behind Jelf from below.

"Hell's Spike*!"

Before anyone could react, the lightning was already close to Jelf.

It's too late to make a loud reminder!

"Smack!" When he was about to hit, Jerf grabbed the lightning bolt as if he had eyes on his back.

It is the three generations of Thunder Shadow, to be precise, the three generations of Thunder Shadow whose body is about to collapse. After receiving a curse from the Demon Dao Legion's Avada, everyone thought that his soul had returned to the underworld, and the three generations of Thunder Shadow were forced to stay with his strong willpower.

His aim was to deliver the fatal blow to Jelf.

Pity...

"Dead man, go back to where you should be." Jerf squeezed the wrist of the three generations of Thunder Shadow with one hand, and no matter how hard the three generations of Thunder Shadow tried, he couldn't break free, and stretched out his other hand to it.

"Avada suo!"

Dust to dust, dust to dust. At this point, the army of filthy earth reincarnation was officially wiped out.

"I didn't put my hope in these people in the first place." Kazuma finally spoke, and as he spoke, he lowered the hands that were held on his chest.

"I didn't expect them to lose so quickly..."

As he spoke, he looked around at the Fire Nation army that was gradually surrounding, and his face was even more disgusted.

"It's not even a third of it, it's a bunch of useless waste."

"Or do you think you've won?"

"My hole cards..."

"Psychics!"

Four coffins emerge from the earth...

Or is it reincarnation?

It's just that these four coffins are obviously different from before.

The coffin lid is slowly revealed, and the mystery is revealed...

The original Hokage Senju Pillar

Madara Uchiha

Three generations of Hokage

and four generations of Hokage

"That's your hole card?" There was a deep disappointment in Jelf's voice, if your hole card is a Six Immortals, I may still be a little jealous.

"Of course it's more than that, come out!"

With the call of the door, white objects burst out of the ground.

White Absolute ... Army?!

100,000 white...

As early as when he was lame, Jelf had asked him about a hundred thousand white things. To put it nicely, Obito is nominally the successor of Madara Uchiha, but if it doesn't sound good, he's just a puppet.

Madara didn't trust him at all.

One hundred thousand white absolute is truly in the hands of black absolute and white absolute master. The former is Madara's own will, and the latter is a life that Madara thinks he has created.

The door has teamed up with the Black Jedi.

"I didn't expect that the last person to summon me out would be you, Kouma." A rebellious look, a look of contempt for the world.

Madara Uchiha is back on the scene.

Smack, a big hand suddenly stretched out behind him and snapped on Madara's shoulder. The force was so great that he stumbled.

"Madara, long time no see!" Hearty laughter, idiot-like smiles. Tsuruma stood behind Madara with a smirk.

The momentum that Madara had gathered just now was instantly destroyed.

"Do you want to fight?" Madara said angrily.

"Don't say that, we've all been dead for so long." The pillars scratched their heads, giggling and giggling.

"By the way, you summoned us out of the door. Hey? Aren't you dead? I saw it the last time I was summoned with you. How did you achieve the resurrection? ...”

The mouth between the pillars was like a machine gun, and the words were non-stop.

He felt that his head was bursting out, and he couldn't help but yell: "Shut up, brother! ”

The momentum between the pillars was discharged, and he squatted on the ground with an aggrieved face and drew circles.

"Why are you so fierce?"

As rumored, it's a joke. Not to mention the door, even the corners of Jelf's mouth twitched slightly.

This is the legendary god of ninjutsu? The contrast between the pillars is too great, not to mention the ninja alliance. Even the masters of the Fire Nation army are a little unacceptable.

Among them, the horns are the most, and I only saw the black line on his head: "It turns out that I almost died at the hands of this kind of person." ”

In the past, he often showed off his achievements in surviving at the hands of the first Hokage, but now that he thinks about it, he feels ashamed.

To say that the most embarrassing are still the third and fourth generations, it is not to say or do.

Take a deep breath and try to calm down the feeling of wanting to shine on the other person's head.

He said, "Brother... Konoha was ruined. ”

"What?!" Konoha is the brainchild of the pillars, even if he has long known that there is no banquet in the world. But I still don't feel good when I hear it.

"Ruined? It's ruined. That kind of thing should have been destroyed a long time ago. Madara said gloatingly.

Although Konoha was established by him and Tsuruma, he didn't have much affection for Konoha. Ruined is ruined.

"Who did it? Cloud ninja? Sand Shinobi? Iwa Shinobi? Still is... Fog Shinobi? The voice between the pillars was very calm, and the drastic drop in temperature around him meant that his heart was not at peace.

The momentum of terror.

"No, neither. It's that person...", he gestured to Jelf in the sky.

The third and fourth generations were all stunned.

Spotted eyebrows raised: "Huh? It's him? ”

Hearing Madara's words, Tsuruma asked, "Do you know him?" Who is he? ”

"Recognize... Of course I know. A ninja of Konoha and a descendant of the family. ”

"I still have an account with that guy that I haven't settled."