Inside the Xiqi camp.

After the Ten Golden Immortals of the orthodox school viewed the Ten Absolute Formations of the Ten Heavenly Lords of the evil school, they discussed within the camp how to break the formation.

"The Ten Absolute Formations are linked together, and their power has greatly increased. The Soul-Falling Formation was previously backfired on by the demon, and a flaw has appeared in the formation..."

Inside the tent, Guangchengzi spoke calmly about his observations this time.

"Although the so-called Ten Absolute Formations are powerful, their power will weaken as soon as one formation is broken. The more formations are broken, the weaker the Ten Absolute Formations will be."

When he said this, Guang Chengzi looked at Jiang Ziya and frowned:
"This kind of fierce formation has a strong evil spirit. It will also turn into the opposite if we sacrifice the formation to release the evil first. The power of the Ten Absolute Formation can be reduced by 30%."

Guangchengzi seemed to be speaking casually, but it was obvious that his eyes were looking at Jiang Ziya.

The other Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect also nodded.

"Yes, using a formation to release evil spirits is indeed a good idea."

"I, the disciples of the Chan Sect, followed the will of heaven and came down the mountain to help Xiqi. This is the disaster that befell Xiqi."

It was obvious that the Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect, with their indifferent expressions and tones, wanted to drag Xiqi into the water.

In other words, to protect their disciples.

This sacrificial formation is good for dispelling evil spirits, and generally speaking it is best suited for cultivators. But the problem is that they only have a few third-generation disciples in the Chan Sect, so they are not willing to waste it easily.

Then someone else will have to be in charge of the sacrifice formation to release the evil spirits, and the battle of Qishan is ultimately a matter of the Western Qi Zhou in the mortal world. We can't just let them do the work, right?

After hearing this, Jiang Ziya suddenly realized that if he wanted to fight against the people of Xiqi and Da Zhou, he would need at least a thousand elite soldiers for ten large formations, and he would also need corresponding generals.

After all, the Great Zhou is now a dynasty with great fortune, and these generals naturally also have the fortune of the Great Zhou.

"In that case, fellow brothers, rest assured. Ziya will write a document to King Wu of Xiqi right away."

This time, Jiang Ziya did not show any reluctance or hesitation. He now had a bad reputation, especially since he and Ji Fa were not on good terms.

You still have a bit of compassion, and all you can do is to help him get through the killing calamity as soon as possible so that he can enjoy the wealth of this world.

When the Ten Golden Immortals of the Orthodox Sect saw Jiang Ziya's unhesitating attitude, they all nodded and smiled with satisfaction.

That's right. They are immortals. It is a great thing that they come to help your Xiqi Great Zhou. You can't let them do everything and you, Xiqi Great Zhou, just reap the benefits.

……

Xiqi.

Inside the palace, Ji Fa looked at the document written by Jiang Ziya himself sent by Yang Jian, and his face turned red with aggrieved look.

"This! How can this be possible!"

Ji Fa raised his head in disbelief and looked at Yang Jian with anger.

"General Yang, you should know that the Great Zhou can afford to lose 10,000 elite soldiers, but these ten generals in the army!"

When he said this, Ji Fa looked at the ten generals on the document with embarrassment. These were the few powerful generals in his Great Zhou.

A group of them had already been killed by Nezha before. If the losses continued, he would really be left with no one to use under his command.

"General Yang, I wonder if you can replace the other generals?"

It is obvious that Jifa was reluctant to let these iron-willed generals die.

However, after hearing this, Yang Jian pretended to be hesitant and sighed helplessly:

"Your Majesty, it's not that Yang Jian is rude, it's just that the Jiejiao Ten Absolute Formations are extremely dangerous, and these ten generals must be the elite of the army, otherwise Uncle Jiang would not have written a letter to Your Majesty."

"Moreover!" When he said this, Yang Jian's face turned a little ugly and he said in a serious tone:

"Your Majesty, Yang Jian's uncles are here. If there are no Great Zhou warriors to perform the ritual to release the evil spirit, even they will have to return to the mountain. After all, there are no Shang prisoners in the army right now. If there are a dozen Shang monks, there will be more than that."

Good guy!
After all this talk, you, the Chan sect, are unwilling to let the generals under his command die, so you want to let them die?

After hearing these words, Jifa was dumbfounded and his eyes widened, his heart was filled with endless anger.

damned!
It's as if this is just his Xiqi Zhou's business and has nothing to do with your Chan Sect!
But even though his heart was filled with anger, Ji Fa still looked at Yang Jian in embarrassment and said in a deep voice:
"General Yang, is this really necessary?!"

"Please give the order, my king. At present, Wen Zhong, the Grand Master of the Shang Dynasty in Qishan, leads 300,000 soldiers with overwhelming arrogance!"

In a word, you give the order, and once the 300,000 troops of Wen Zhong, the Grand Tutor of the Shang Dynasty, break through Mount Qishan, they will be able to march straight to the city of Xiqi.

Facing Yang Jian's threatening tone, Ji Fa was furious, but could only smile bitterly. Finally, he waved his hands helplessly and sighed:
"I...I give the order! I give the order right now!"

He wrote heavily on the document with a red brush and also stamped his seal as the King Wu of the Great Zhou Dynasty in Xiqi.

Jiang Ziya did this unnecessarily because he did not want to be involved in the karma.

Letting his generals and tens of thousands of elite soldiers to perform sacrifices to vent evil spirits is an extremely immoral act, and it also damages his luck.

Jiang Ziya would not do this. Before, the million-strong army in Yanshan almost got him into trouble. This time it was Ji Fa's turn.

After Ji Fa closed the document weakly, Yang Jian stepped forward and took it respectfully in his hands.

"Take care, Your Majesty. Prime Minister Jiang will definitely defeat the army of Wen Zhong, the Grand Tutor of the Shang Dynasty, and help Your Majesty to enter the Shang Dynasty's Chaoge as soon as possible!"

Yang Jian's firm tone echoed, and he walked away with the documents without looking back.

However, in the empty hall, Ji Fa's eyes showed a trace of sadness, and he murmured to himself:
"Attack Chaoge! If we really attack Chaoge in the future, will we still be alone in this world?"

Xiqi's elite soldiers and generals are almost finished fighting. After completing the killing, this group of Kunlun Mountain immortals will pat their butts and leave. It's not like he knows nothing now.

But there was a mess left behind, which he had to clean up.

But you let him clean up, then do it. The problem is that now he has to fight with all the people, what will he rely on in the future?
However, Yang Jian, who turned to leave the palace, did not leave, but sneaked into Xiqi City.

Prime Minister's House.

This is Jiang Ziya’s mansion in Xiqi, which is extremely large and magnificent.

Ma's three sons grew up to be tall and strong. After all, they had eaten magical food before, and now they looked like teenagers of sixteen or seventeen years old.

Under the cover of night, Yang Jian arrived at the mansion with ease, turned around, transformed himself into a human, and walked into the hall carrying drinks.

"Come on, big brother, have a drink."

"Mother is asleep, please keep your voice down."

"What are you afraid of? Who are we Jiang afraid of in Xiqi City?" A well-mannered young man said proudly while holding a wine glass:
"In Xiqi, even if a grain of sand falls from the sky, it belongs to the Jiang family!"

"Haha, that's right, what Second Brother said makes sense, let's drink."

It has to be said that Jiang Ziya had been away for a long time, and the situation of his three sons in the rear was in chaos.

With Ma's doting and someone secretly fanning the flames and leading the three of them astray, it would be strange if they had good character.

"Three young masters, the wine is here."

Yang Jian, transformed into a servant, walked in with a smile on his face and placed the wine on the table.

"Three young masters, this is the finest wine in the palace."

The jade wine jug was extremely exquisite, but when the three young men saw it, they all sniffed it.

"Something's wrong. This is the aroma of wine, but why is there also a faint scent of rouge?"

The three people with pointed noses couldn't help but turn their heads and look at the servant transformed by Yang Jian.

"Tell me, where have you been fooling around, you bastard?"

Facing the questioning of the three young masters, the servant transformed by Yang Jian hurriedly shook his head and said with a red face:
"Misunderstanding! What a huge misunderstanding! This fine wine was given by the king to King Wucheng, who then gave it to the prime minister. And the wine pot smells like rouge!"

When he said this, the villain looked at the three people cautiously and whispered:

"I heard that when the king gave his own princess to King Wucheng, there were also these jugs of fine wine, so they were naturally tainted with the fragrance of the princess in the palace. But later, King Wucheng was averse to women, so he gave it to the prime minister."

After hearing this, the three of them suddenly widened their eyes. They didn't even notice that the aroma of the wine made their eyes red.

"Okay, what's King Wucheng!" "That's right, what's Li Jing? How can he be compared with my father!"

"Yes, Li Jing is just relying on his third son Meng Yin, but even so, when people like Nezha see my father, they have to call him Uncle Master."

"Why not give it to my father? We want to give the fine wine to Li Jing!"

"That's right. Li Jing has no achievements at all, yet he was named King Wucheng. My father has made great contributions to the Great Zhou, but he should not be named king!"

The three of them were so angry that they lost their minds and shouted to go to Li Jing's mansion.

When Yang Jian transformed himself into a servant and saw this scene, he lowered his head and revealed a sinister smile.

"Let's go!"

All of a sudden, the three men, drunken and shouting, walked out of the Prime Minister's Mansion and headed straight for Prince Wucheng's palace.

What was strange was that the servants in the Prime Minister's Mansion seemed not to have heard the noise and were all sleeping soundly.

Inside the residence of King Wucheng.

After a voice transmission, Li Jing had a strange look on his face, then he smiled and shook his head:
"Yang Jian, you are the one who is so insidious."

After the two communicated with each other through telepathy, Yang Jian turned into a ray of golden light and headed towards Mount Qishan. Now he was responsible for the important task of helping Jiang Ziya break through the formation at the front line.

"Li Jing, come out."

"Come out, who do you think you are, to dare to be crowned the King of Wucheng."

Li Jing was furious at the shouting outside the mansion, but after his servants reported that it was Jiang Ziya's third son, he pretended to be angry.

"Bring these three people into the hall. I want to see what kind of drunken madness they are going to cause here."

As Li Jinglong walked into the hall with tiger steps, he looked at the three drunk figures and couldn't help showing an angry look.

"How dignified!"

However, facing Li Jing's rebuke, Jiang Ziya's three adopted sons all showed a look of anger.

"Li Jing, why should you be named King Wucheng as soon as you arrive?"

"That's right, why did the princess give it to you but not to my father..."

The angry voices of the three people echoed, really frightening the servants in the mansion.

Although the reputation of King Wu of Zhou, Ji Fa, had been ruined, it was not something they could offend.

Looking at the three unreasonable teenagers, Li Jing was happy in his heart, but a trace of anger appeared on his face. Finally, he shouted angrily:

"I don't know what you are talking about, but I have something to tell you."

"Since the king has bestowed this upon me, then it is natural that I have this ability. What are you? If Prime Minister Jiang were here at this moment, the king would have to reward him with fine wine and beautiful women even if he was in the palace. But you!"

Li Jing's ridicule immediately made the three people angry, but he just flicked his sleeves, ignored them, and shouted directly:

"see a visitor out!"

"Well, well, you, Li Jing, actually dare to underestimate us!"

"Well, you, a surrendered general, dare to look down on us. Once we enter the palace, we will definitely be stronger than you!"

After the three men walked out of Prince Wucheng's mansion cursing, they were drunk and glared with wide eyes. Their anger had not been vented, so they turned around and headed towards the palace.

Inside the palace.

At this time, Ji Fa's face was full of anger. He was about to lose ten generals and tens of thousands of elite soldiers on the front line. Suddenly, an old eunuch who was his confidant ran in in a panic.

"My king...My king, something bad has happened."

"How unbecoming is it to panic!"

Looking at the panicked old eunuch, Ji Fa, who was already angry, could not help but scold him, but the old eunuch just waved his hands in mourning and said:
"Your Majesty, Prime Minister Jiang's third son broke into the palace while drunk, and he was shouting that he wanted to stay in the harem tonight. He said that since Your Majesty's princess could give King Wucheng this surrendered general, naturally they can sleep with him too!"

"presumptuous!"

Ji Fa suddenly became furious. This was too much!
Jiang Ziya bullied him, and so did all the people in the Chan sect. And now the three bastards did the same, simply not taking him seriously.

"Your Majesty, no one in the palace guards dared to stop you."

The old eunuch said this with a sad face, which made Ji Fa very angry.

Dare not stop!
It is conceivable how powerful Jiang Ziya is now, far surpassing him, the king of the Great Zhou.

"Okay! Okay, today I want to see how brave the three good sons taught by Jiang Ziya are."

Ji rushed to the harem angrily, and at this time a hall in the harem was filled with screams.

"Haha, don't be afraid, my beauty. Ji Fa is nothing but a coward."

"That's right. As long as you serve us well, Jifa won't dare to make a fuss. He will even obediently hand you over to us brothers tomorrow."

"Haha, beauty, so fragrant and sweet, haha!"

Amid the rampant laughter, Ji Fa had not yet arrived at the harem, but the Grand King Ji Chang came to the harem despite his illness and an angry face.

You know, since Ji Fa ascended the throne, there have been very few concubines in the harem.

But all the concubines in the harem belong to him, Ji Chang.

"Beast! What are you doing, you beasts!"

When he suddenly pushed open the palace door, the scene that came into his eyes made Ji Chang's face turn red and filled with anger.

Inside the palace, there were more than a dozen concubines whose clothes were torn to reveal their naked bodies. At this moment, intimidated by Jiang Ziya's ferocious power, they were either coquettish or crying.

Jiang Ziya's three sons were in high spirits at this time, and one of them became angry immediately when he saw the old man pushing the door open.

"Where did this old eunuch come from? How dare he be so presumptuous!"

"Hurry up and tell Ji Fa to send all these beauties here tomorrow. Otherwise, we brothers will have to stay overnight in the harem and sleep with his princess."

"Haha, big brother, second brother, the women in this palace are different. They are exciting."

The three of them had red eyes and had completely lost their minds. They were now trapped in endless desire.

Ji Chang became even more furious when he saw this, and he went straight towards the three beasts with his crutch in hand.

"You beasts! I'm going to break the legs of you three beasts today!"

Although Ji Chang was angry, he knew that he still had to rely on Jiang Ziya and the Chan sect, so he directed the stick towards the legs of the three men.

Click!

"Old man!"

With a scream, one of them even had his leg broken, and immediately the three brothers showed ferocious and angry looks.

"Second brother, third brother, this old eunuch dared to break my legs. Beat him! Beat this old dog to death!"

The three men, with fierce looks on their faces, picked up the tools in the palace and smashed them hard on the head of Ji Chang, who had a head full of white hair.

Instantly screams were heard, along with the exclamations of the concubines.

"Father!"

At this moment, Jifa, who was furious, came over and saw this scene with bloodshot eyes, his eyes widened immediately.

At this time, Ji Chang's brain was smashed. It must be said that the third son of Jiang Ziya, who had taken the magical objects, was born with supernatural powers and was extremely powerful.

"Oh no! We've gotten into big trouble!"

Following Ji Fa's miserable roar, the three of them suddenly came to their senses. Looking at the old man whose brain was shattered after being beaten, they all showed expressions of fear.

Sober!
But the three of them were also dumbfounded!
Ji Chang, the founding emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty, was beaten to death by them!
Damn it! (End of this chapter)