final doomsday

"Fox, this is the love you believe in?" Wu Lingmeng glanced at the nine-tailed fox, and his tone seemed to have no emotion, "Berker Alessa is dead, and she died in the hands of her 'lover'.

Now that man still hasn't recalled what happened in the past, it seems that Alessa's death was in vain."

She hesitated and then took out the pipe, hoping to smoke a little longer this time.

"You should be lucky that Tianshi is not here, otherwise..."

"They will be defeated, right?" The nine-tailed fox shrugged and said, "But Hakurei Miko, how do you know whether their plan is successful or not?"

"Oh?" Hu Lingmeng's heart moved, but his face remained unchanged, "Can you tell the Ai family?"

"Well, you can talk about it." The nine-tailed fox tilted its head slightly and winked playfully, "Miko Hakurei, please squeeze your brain that has not been squeezed out by your muscles and think carefully about what would happen if Cao Jin took action directly.

?”

Wu Lingmeng answered directly, there was no need to think about this kind of thing: "Berker is the heroic spirit of Tianshi, so Cao Jin will find a way to kill George, who is an enemy, but the irrational Alessa will definitely fight her. George's words

It should help Cao Jin. The saint's affinity cannot be blocked by false gods. Finally..."

At this point, she suddenly paused.

The nine-tailed fox shook its ears and continued: "In the end, Alessa was either burned away by the spiral fire and died of 'blasphemous filth', or she died in the hands of George. That man might also be killed by Cao Jin.

It will also cause her a lot of trouble. Judging from the results, things will not change at all, but will get worse."

She wagged her tail, making waves of gold and green.

"Using this method not only allows Cao Jin to maintain the strongest combat effectiveness at all times, but also the man named George cannot make too big a splash. In addition, Alessa has also completed the spiral super explosion, and in the future, she can also use the traditional

The Hall of Valor can grab one more powerful combat power."

"...The Ai family agrees for the time being." Hu Lingmeng said calmly.

The nine-tailed fox had a business smile on his face and continued: "Actually, these are just incidental things to other people's strategies."

"Fox, in the eyes of the Ai family, you are also an insidious guy." Wu Lingmeng puffed out smoke and said helplessly.

"Don't say that, people will be sad." Tears really flowed from the corners of the nine-tailed fox's eyes. He looked pitiful. But in the blink of an eye, he smiled again. It seemed that he was not the one who was so sad that he cried just now.

Like her.

"Hakurei Miko, from the beginning, I just wanted Alessa to find her true self, that's all. Don't you think people who fight for love are very attractive?"

"Bad taste." Wu Lingmeng didn't bother to look at this dead fox who didn't tell the truth anymore, so he simply went to watch the performance of the Dawn Band.

"It's not a bad idea, this is my wish..."

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Outside the Spiral Top Theater.

"Brother!" The short, fat old man glanced greedily at the building in the distance that was surrounded by green flames, and then said anxiously: "Time waits for no one. If you wait any longer, someone else might get there first! Only the Taoist Patriarch of the Sanqing Dynasty knew what the Holy Grail was.

Things, but the first-come-first-served rule must not be escaped!”

The long-bearded old man looked solemn and raised his hand to stop the short, fat old man from talking.

"Junior brother, don't be impatient."

"Aren't you in a hurry?" The short, fat old man paced around like a trapped animal, feeling a fire burning in his heart. "Brother, how can I not be in a hurry? We are not the only ones who covet the Holy Grail, other sects and forces are also coveting it.

My eyes are so hot! It’s like a snipe and a clam vying for the fisherman’s profit, or a mantis stalking a cicada and an oriole behind, it’s all just farts!”

"Junior brother." The long-bearded old man frowned slightly, and his tone became stern, "You and I have devoted ourselves to practicing for more than two thousand years, but we can't get rid of your impatience!"

"It's not that I want to be impatient at this time, but the current situation does not allow me to wait leisurely!" The short and fat old man suddenly stopped, his face became more ferocious, "I will miss the opportunity at night, and the magic weapon of the Holy Grail may be pointed by someone.

Come on! Senior brother, if you want to be the fisherman, you can do it yourself, but I am going in!"

"No plan!" The long-bearded old man's brows stood up, and he shouted angrily like thunder, which made the short, fat old man tremble on the spot. He no longer had the majesty he had just now.

"Senior brother, I..." The short, fat old man swallowed, and cold sweat covered his forehead.

"Humph, you are so obsessed." The old man with a long beard snorted coldly, and his voice finally softened, "Junior brother, you must remember your identity. Today there is a lot of people in Shushan. If there are three shortcomings, it will be a disaster for the whole family.

You and I are the only remaining Supreme Elders of the Jue generation, how could we not be more careful? Don’t forget, what a bleak end the famous sects who lost their orthodoxy met with in the end."

"I know, senior brother." The short, fat old man lowered his head and said with some reluctance: "But no one knows what the Holy Grail is. What if, what if someone else gets it?"

"Alas, the way of heaven is unpredictable. The hexagrams I have divined recently are all in chaos. Maybe even God has been blinded by this Holy Grail." The old man with a long beard sighed and said worriedly.

"Senior brother, how about we go in, grab the Holy Grail and run away?" The short, fat old man licked his lips, his eyes gleaming, "I'm sorry that those troublesome Heroic Spirit Masters can't stop our senior brothers, the only thing we have to be careful about is other people.

Sect. Huh, just fine if they don’t come, if they do come..."

He showed a sinister smile, which made him feel chilly for a moment.

"Just tell them to come if they have the life, but not to come back if they don't have the life!"

The old man with a long beard pondered for a moment, then shook his head and objected: "No, no. Junior brother, that building may be full of traps. Even if I can't seriously hurt you, I will inevitably get some injuries. And what does the Holy Grail look like?

I don’t know, don’t go in and make a fuss. The only solution for now is to wait until everything is over before we take action.”

The short, fat old man didn't dare to refute, for fear of provoking his "senior brother" again. He had offended the other party twice in a row today, and if he does it again... I am afraid that his two thousand years of cultivation will have to be explained here. Don't look at it.

The sanctimonious old man said he was "deeply affectionate", but in reality he was a ruthless person. Even the master who led the two of them into the path of cultivation could be killed at will. What else could he not do?

If he hadn't still had some use value and knew how to act crazy and behave like a fool, he would have been brutally murdered like his other brothers.

But he only felt like a cat was scratching and scratching in his heart, and he couldn't calm down for a moment. The allure of the Holy Grail was slowly increasing as time went by, and the higher the cultivation level, the more severe the impact. They were affected.

The brothers and sisters are all masters in the tribulation period, so they will naturally be greatly affected.

Fortunately, his senior brother's city was extremely deep, otherwise he would have rushed into that special building. But he was him, and other fellow cultivators may not have such perverted endurance.

Almost at the same time that the two Supreme Elders of Shushan fell silent, dozens of streams of light rose from somewhere in the ruins of Tokyo, and then turned and rushed straight into the Spiral Top Theater. Their actions were like starting guns.

Taking the lead, hundreds of streams of light of various colors burst into the sky from their respective hiding places, closely following behind the pioneer.

In fact, they are not unable to resist the temptation of the Holy Grail. If there is no one to lead them, they may be able to survive for a while. After all, they are all old monsters who have lived for hundreds or thousands of years. The age of those who have transcended the tribulation period is even older than the feudal history of the Celestial Dynasty.

, this kind of determination is still there after all.

However, when the first person who couldn't bear it came to the front, all the sects who were ready to be fishermen could no longer resist the temptation of the Holy Grail. Just like someone threw lime into cold water, their flesh had been

Bring to a boil.

"Senior brother, even people from Kunlun Mountain, Jiuhua Mountain, Ancient Immortal Sect, Wuji Sect, and Xuandan Sect have been mobilized. Do we still have to wait?" The short, fat old man's eyes were red, and he stared at the fellow cultivators in the sky fiercely.

It was as if those were his sworn enemies.

The old man with a long beard had a solemn expression on his face. He wanted to continue saying "wait a little longer", but unfortunately the words came to his lips but he could not say them out. With his state of mind, which was still calm before the collapse of the mountain, it was inevitable that there would be ripples, and even more.

Not to mention his junior brother.

The situation in front of him was beyond his expectation. Trying to hide behind the scenes at this moment was simply courting death. No one knew the hyena nature of those fellow cultivators better than him. If they really got the Holy Grail, everything would be over. Everyone treated each other

Their methods are well known, and it will be impossible to find them again at that time.

"I can't tell... I'm going to have to go through this." He was silent for a moment before saying in a deep voice.

"Senior brother!" The short, fat old man was overjoyed and was about to use his flying sword.

"Junior brother, don't panic, don't panic." The long-bearded old man looked calm and gently pressed the short, fat old man's shoulder with his right palm. "Now that we have decided to take action at this time, we must make a complete plan. Making wedding clothes for others must never happen. This must not happen.

I must remember to click on you."

"Yes, senior brother." The short, fat old man's heart trembled, and he quickly replied respectfully. Secretly, he kept using his true energy to check his body, especially the places touched by "senior brother".

"Go and gather the disciples first. They are indispensable in leading the battle." The old man stroked his long snow-white beard with no trace of guilt on his face. "The foundation of Shushan lies in you and me. As long as our brothers and sisters don't die, the inheritance will never be cut off."

The short, fat old man sneered in his heart. This old guy wants to find some excuse when he wants people to die in battle. He is really a hypocrite. Just now he was criticizing me righteously, but in the blink of an eye, his tone changed.

Will the scolding be in vain?

You have to find some ground.

"The rest..." The long-bearded old man was still meditating on the matter of facing the enemy. After a while, he shook his head and continued: "Listen to my command and we will adapt accordingly."

"Yes, everything depends on senior brother's instructions."

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(Let’s see if there is Internet access when we get home. If not, we will be dead...)