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Xiqi.

The prime minister's tent.

Although Jiang Ziya was in the camp, he could also sense that the decline of Xiqi's army was irreversible.

All the soldiers had lost the slightest confidence in fighting against King Zhou, they just wanted to return to Xiqi and save their own lives.

Under such a depressed mood, Jiang Ziya felt like retreating for the first time.

The Yuanshi Tianzun entrusted him with the task of setting the list and conferring the gods, and he couldn't do it no matter what!
"Even the sage leader is helpless against King Zhou and Emperor Xin. How can I still fight against him?"

Jiang Ziya sighed, feeling disappointed.

When facing Di Xin, neither the disciples of the Chanjiao nor the disciples of the Western Cult were opponents.

Every time he thought that he was going to win the Conferred Gods and Measured Tribulation, he found that the final outcome was still a complete victory for the Shang Dynasty.

The Twelve Golden Immortals of Chanjiao were all robbed, and the Jiuqu Yellow River formation had cut off the three flowers on their tops and the five spirits in their chests.

Nowadays, the cultivation base of the Twelve Golden Immortals is not even comparable to that of Jiang Ziya!

The reinforcements from Chanjiao have been exhausted, and it is impossible for Jiang Ziya's second-generation disciples to help him.

Outside the Jiuqu Yellow River formation that day, the Taiqing sage and Yuanshi Tianzun descended at the same time, personally trying to kill Di Xin.

In the end, it still failed to get what it wanted. When the four saints fought, the sky collapsed and the earth shattered, and the whole prehistoric world trembled.

Di Xin not only did not die in the hands of the Taiqing sage and Yuanshi Tianzun, but was promoted to the quasi-sage realm by a blessing in disguise!

This made Emperor Xin, who was already extremely difficult, now even more invincible.

Looking around, the entire Xiqi army has never had a strong man in the quasi-sage realm, so how can it resist the offensive of the Xiqi army?

"Prime Minister! Deng Jiugong led the Western Expeditionary Army to attack our army, what should be done!"

The scouts in charge of monitoring the Western Expeditionary Army continued to receive news of being attacked, and Jiang Ziya didn't have the slightest desire to resist.

"Order the army to retreat immediately, don't give the Western Expeditionary Army a chance!"

Jiang Ziya ordered weakly.

If the retreat continues like this, the Xiqi army will probably retreat back to the territory of Xiqi.

All the efforts made in these years to conquer King Zhou were in vain.

"Prime Minister, don't we just have to retreat again and again, so we won't have a chance to fight the big merchants in the future?"

Xibohou's son Ji asked with a painful expression.

I don't know when the defeat of Xiqi's army occurred, and now it is completely impossible to recover the defeat.

"Young Lord, if no one can take care of King Zhou, it is impossible for Xiqi's army to become an opponent of the Shang Dynasty."

Jiang Ziya responded calmly.

The Jiejiao disciples were all injured in the Jiuqu Yellow River formation, so they all returned to Biyou Palace to recover from their injuries.

Now there are only monks from the Shang Dynasty left in the Western Expeditionary Army. Even so, there is still no one in Xiqi who is invincible.

If the Western Expedition army attacks, the Xiqi army has no chance of winning, so it is better to retreat to preserve its own strength.

"Why are those immortals no longer in Xiqi? Could it be that they have completely given up Xiqi?"

Ji Fa continued to ask.

The outcome of the battle between mortals and soldiers on the battlefield is meaningless. The one who can really decide the battle situation is the monk who comes from the teaching.

Ji Fa also saw the departure of Chanjiao's disciples, which meant that Xiqi's current reinforcements were no longer there.

And those disciples of the Western Cult have never obeyed their command, even if Xiqi was facing many crises, he never helped.

Naturally, Ji Fa did not regard the disciples of the Western Cult as reinforcements, but only kept these disciples of the Western Cult in the army as a consolation.

But now that the disciples of Chanjiao have left, and if it is difficult for the disciples of the Western Cult to take on great responsibilities, there are very few immortal reinforcements that can counter the Shang Dynasty.

Xiqi's army only had the option of retreating again and again, and it was impossible to advance half a step forward!

"Yes, I explain that the brothers suffered heavy casualties on the battlefield, and they are no longer able to fight again."

Jiang Ziya replied.

Ji Fa also seemed to understand the seriousness of the current situation, but he didn't know what to do, so he could only put all his hopes on Jiang Ziya.

"Prime Minister, you must do your best to turn the tide. You can't let King Zhou get what you want. If you can't stop King Zhou, the world will be reduced to bloody chaos again."

Ji Fa said sadly, with tears in his eyes!

Jiang Ziya was completely indifferent to Ji Fa's reaction, and didn't feel anything.

After all, if Jiang Ziya wanted to do it himself, it would be tantamount to pushing himself into the fire pit.

How could Jiang Ziya dedicate himself to Ji Fa's so-called ideals? If he can't complete the task of setting a list and enshrining a god, he can only become a mere mortal in this life.

"Young Lord, everything is God's will. The Shang Dynasty should be destroyed, but the time is not now."

If you want to ask Jiang Ziya what time it is, Jiang Ziya's answer must be that he will not have a chance until the death of Emperor Xin of Zhou.

But who can kill Di Xin who already has the quasi-sage realm?
"Is Xiqi Prime Minister Jiang Ziya in the army?"

Xuandu was dressed in a light blue dress, with an extraordinary demeanor, as if he looked like a fairy.

After receiving the decree from the Taiqing sage, Xuandu adjusted his state of mind, and immediately rushed to the army of Xiqi.

This also shows that Xuandu, the only closed disciple of the Taiqing sage, has officially entered the calamity of conferred gods.

"Now, who is coming?"

Jiang Ziya sensed the fairy spirit coming from outside the camp, and couldn't help but feel puzzled.

The Twelve Golden Immortals of Chanjiao have all left, so what reinforcements can come?
"Quickly follow me to meet fellow daoists for assistance."

Although Jiang Ziya was puzzled, he also notified Ji Fa to go out to meet him.

It is not easy to come to Xiqi to help now, as long as it can be used, Jiang Ziya will treat him as a guest of honor.

After Jiang Ziya and Ji Fa walked out of the camp, they saw an old man and a young man standing in front of them at a glance.

It's just that the expressions and faces of the two are unfamiliar to Jiang Ziya, and he doesn't know their identities.

"Dare to ask where is You Dongfu and who is your teacher?"

Jiang Ziya asked.

"I am Xuandu, a disciple of the Taiqing sage!"

Xuandu replied quite proudly.

"It turned out to be a fellow Taoist from Xuandu!"

After Jiang Ziya listened to Xuandu's self-introduction, the light in his eyes instantly brightened!
Master Xuandu, the closed disciple of the Taiqing sage, is the master brother of the entire Taoist sect!

It's just that Xuandu stayed in the Bajing Palace for many years and never left, so Xuandu never appeared in the prehistoric times.

But how could the title of Daoist Daoist Daoist Brother be obtained casually, it must be due to his own extraordinary strength!

"I came here to help you defeat Shang Zhou King Di Xin under the decree of my teacher's law."

Xuandu's words made Jiang Ziya's mouth split to the base of his ears, and his heart was ecstatic!

"This is the Taishang Laojun who practiced in Tushita Palace. He is also here to assist you in the crusade against Emperor Xin, King Zhou of Shang. You can call him Laojun respectfully."