So she's Daoist Duobao's disciple. No wonder she has so many treasures …
When Lei Zhenzi heard that, his eyes revealed a hint of hesitation. The lightning stopped for a moment. The Goddess of Fire Spirit took the opportunity. The Golden Cloud Crown on her head flashed gently, and her figure disappeared strangely.
There were no fluctuations in the universe. The Goddess of Fire Spirit seemed to have not existed before and disappeared without a trace.
"Where did she go!?!"
"Senior Brother Nezha, let's return to the camp to discuss. It won't be too late to fight her again."
Lei Zhenzi called out. Although Nezha was a little unwilling, he could only put away his spear and return to the camp.
After the two of them returned to the Zhou Army's formation, the beautiful figure slowly appeared on the city tower of Beautiful Dream Pass. She glared at the Zhou Army below the city with a displeased expression …
The Golden Cloud Crown was actually a rare invisible numinous treasure.
Behind the Goddess of Fire Spirit, the streets in the city were filled with commoners. Their faces were thin, as if they would starve to death at any moment.
The patrolling soldiers on the streets could barely eat, but they were all hungry.
Even the soldiers standing guard on the city gate tower were all pale and pale, their hands powerless.
The city had been without food for twelve days. The food of the commoners had long been taken away. If the Goddess of Fire Spirit had not ordered the distribution of rations according to the number of people, it would have been impossible for her to last until today.
Huang Feihu's plan to cut off the food made the millions of mortals in Beautiful Dream Pass suffer.
In the Zhou Army's formation, Nezha was hugging his three most suitable numinous treasures and sighing non-stop. Lei Zhenzi and Deng Chanyu were discussing something.
"I've heard of Daoist Duobao's disciple, the Goddess of Fire Spirit," Lei Zhenzi said in a low voice. "I tested her just now. Her abilities are not too strong. Nezha and I can deal with her together. However, I'm afraid that killing her will provoke Uncle-Master Duobao. "
Deng Chanyu pondered for a while. She was considered half a cultivator, although she did not know much about the Primordial World.
"The Prime Minister is currently fighting a powerful enemy. He can't be distracted here." Deng Chanyu frowned and pondered. "If we can't touch her, it will be really difficult."
Lei Zhenzi said, "Why don't we set up porridge stalls outside the city and let the starving people inside the pass break through. No matter how cruel and heartless the Shang army is, they won't kill all the people in the city. When the time comes, the pass will fall on its own."
"Although this plan is good, we still have to be wary of this Goddess of Fire Spirit. She can set up a huge array formation, so it's easy for her to deal with the citizens in the city."
Nezha said, "If there's nothing I can do, I'll go to Eldest Senior Brother's side and invite a few Uncle-Masters over. Most of them are watching the battle at Eldest Senior Brother's side."
Just as Deng Chanyu was about to nod, Lei Zhenzi seemed to have seen something and smiled.
"There's no need to look for him. Eldest Martial Uncle is here!"
Nezha and Deng Chanyu looked up and saw a white cloud slowly descending from the sky. There was a sage-like middle-aged scholar standing on it. He was dressed in a robe with a green jade token hanging on his waist. He had his hands behind his back and had an extraordinary bearing.
Deng Chanyu ordered someone to inform the generals in the army. The three of them hurriedly stepped forward and saluted.
"Greetings, Eldest Master!"
"Greetings, Exalted Immortal."
"There's no need to be so polite." Hiroshige smiled and said, "I was wandering around when I saw you guys frowning. Are you thinking about how to break through this pass?"
Nezha and Lei Zhenzi were a little reserved. Deng Chanyu was natural and unrestrained. She cupped her hands and said, "Immortal, this pass has been trapped by us for several months. The rations in the pass have run out. The city will be breached today. However, the defending general is rather powerful and has a great background. We are all afraid, so we are discussing countermeasures here. "
Hiroshige asked, "What's the background of this enemy?"
Nezha whispered, "She's Uncle-Master Duobao's disciple. She calls herself the Goddess of Fire Spirit … She has hundreds of treasures and is quite powerful."
Hiroshige was amused by Nezha. He lectured him earnestly and warmly, "Cultivators should use the Great Dao as their foundation. Why do you have to neglect the essentials? Although the treasures are good, a few are enough to protect yourself. "
Nezha hurriedly lowered his head and bowed obediently. "I understand."
"Today, I was thinking about how to trigger the immortals of Jie School to enter the calamity when I encountered the Goddess of Fire Spirit." Hiroshige did not know what he was thinking. He smiled self-deprecatingly and sighed softly. He looked at the Beautiful Dream Pass.
The three juniors beside him looked at each other in confusion.
More than a dozen important military officers hurried over, with Deng Jiugong in the lead.
However, before the Azure Dragon Star could rush over, Hiroshige's figure had already dissipated with the wind.
Hiroshige's voice echoed in the air.
"I'll personally take the life of the Goddess of Fire Spirit. I'll wait for the preparation of the army."
As soon as he finished speaking, Hiroshige had already appeared above the Beautiful Dream Pass. His robe fluttered gently, and his treasure robe was overflowing with color.
The Goddess of Fire Spirit looked up and was filled with shock. When she saw that Hiroshige's figure was locked onto by Hiroshige's aura, she could not help but tremble.
"Fire Spirit, I'll borrow your life. Enter the God roll in peace."
With a soft sigh, Hiroshige reached forward with his left hand and pressed down gently.
Under his feet, a huge seal slowly appeared. It was ten thousand feet tall. Light flickered on it, but the upper half of the immortal mountain was covered in cracks.
The Heaven-Flipping Seal seemed to have broken the ridge of the sky as it slowly pressed down on the city wall of Beautiful Dream Pass!
The Goddess of Fire Spirit's face turned pale. She jumped up again, but she was facing the Heaven-Flipping Seal!
Outside Beautiful Dream Pass, Nezha and the others witnessed that scene. For some reason, they felt more respect for the Goddess of Fire Spirit.
The tiny figure beneath the great seal and the countless trembling creatures added an inexplicable sense of solemnity to this moment of silence.
The golden crown on top of her head emitted rays of golden light that enveloped her entire body. Her hands quickly formed a spell, but when she was still several thousand feet away from the seal, she suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and the transcendence energy in her entire body trembled.
The seal smashed down. In the blink of an eye, it was thousands of feet away. The Goddess of Fire Spirit's eyes faced the flickering star map at the bottom of the seal. The divine light in her eyes quickly dissipated.
In fact, all of this happened in the blink of an eye. Guangchengzi waved his hand downwards, and the Sky-Flipping Seal smashed down. The Goddess of Fire Spirit wanted to resist, but she was shocked to death by the seal.
The seal did not stop. It pressed down on the Goddess of Fire Spirit's body and smashed it towards the high city wall of Beautiful Dream Pass.
With a loud bang, the city wall of Beautiful Dream Pass was like a wedge that was smashed into the ground and was parallel to the ground.
What was even more shocking was that after the seal disappeared, the Shang soldiers on the city wall of Beautiful Dream Pass were unharmed. They looked at the ground outside the "parapet" in a daze.
The magnificent high wall of Beautiful Dream Pass had now become a three-foot-tall parapet wall …
Hiroshige's figure slowly landed. The corpse of the Goddess of Fire Spirit lay on the city tower. Her eyes were widened, and her eyes were still filled with indignation and hatred.
Hiroshige stood beside her corpse silently.
There were some things that he had to do. That was because he was the first disciple of Chanism and the leader of the twelve Golden Immortals. He was also the Eldest Senior Brother and Uncle-Master that all the disciples in the sect trusted.
"It's not my wish to kill you. The Great Tribulation is not complete."
Hiroshige sighed softly and raised his hand to grab the Golden Cloud Crown on the Goddess of Fire Spirit's head. With a wave of his sleeve, the Goddess of Golden Spirit's immortal body, which had already turned into an empty shell, turned into ashes and dissipated with the wind.
With a series of clanging sounds, the Shang soldiers on the city wall threw down their weapons and slowly knelt on the ground.
In the city, the prepared military formation was the same.
There were cries, sobs, and the uncontrollable cries of babies …
"Ah."
With another sigh, Hiroshige's figure disappeared again. Such a person came and went without a trace. No one knew where he went after taking the Golden Cloud Crown.
Deng Chanyu shouted, "Accept the surrendered soldiers and distribute the rations in the city! If anyone resists, kill them without mercy. If the Zhou Army kills the innocent, they will be punished by military law! "
"Yes!"
The Zhou generals who had rushed over returned. The army of the Zhou Nation slowly set off. The wooden carriages that were transporting grain were protected by the army and entered Jiameng Pass.
In the battle, Jiameng Pass had blocked the army of the Zhou Nation for more than half a year. The food route was cut off by the Zhou Army. After twelve days of running out of rations, the city surrendered.
The Zhou Army distributed rations to save the people. More than 400,000 soldiers of the Shang army surrendered. The army in the south suddenly rose.
Deng Chanyu did not ask for reinforcements, but rations. Jiang Ziya, who was in charge of the rations, transferred a large number of rations to support Jiameng Pass overnight. Because there was no lack of troops in the south, King Wu Ji ordered another 300,000 armored soldiers to reinforce the army in the east.
At that point, the three routes of the Shang Dynasty were destroyed by the Zhou Army. The Zhou Army was besieging Chaoge City.
A few days later, the news reached Chaoge City. Di Xin, who had just held a banquet to celebrate Kong Xuan stopping Yang Jian for a few months, immediately changed his expression.
After Jiameng Pass, the Zhou South Road's army only needed to conquer three weak checkpoints and take down dozens of cities along the way. Then, they could arrive at Chaoge City.
The sense of danger of the Shang Dynasty being destroyed had never been so clear.
More than 60% of the merchants in Chaoge City had fled. Almost as soon as Jiameng Pass was broken, Chaoge City became much more depressed in a few days and nights.
Fortunately, King Wu had raised the banner of benevolence and righteousness. The people and slaves were still stable. Otherwise, half of Chaoge City would have been empty …
…
In front of the Golden Chicken Ridge.
Yang Jian walked out of the tent for the eighth time. His face was full of stubble and his eyes were deep. At that moment, he looked very tired, but his eyes flickered. There was a dignified aura that made people not dare to look at him.
"How's the military intelligence?"
That seemed to be a habit.
"Prime Minister! Victory at Jiameng Pass! Five days ago, with the help of immortals, the 400,000 soldiers of the Shang army surrendered. Our army did not lose a single soldier! "Huang Feihu's eyebrows were about to fly up as he excitedly reported the battle report that Nezha had brought back.
Yang Jian was first delighted. He held the battle report in his hand and read it carefully. His expression gradually turned solemn.
The victory was a good thing. It was a pleasant surprise to recruit the 400,000 Shang troops.
However … Uncle-Master Hiroshige had personally killed the Goddess of Fire Spirit and taken away her treasure, the Golden Cloud Crown. What did he want?
Could it be …
Yang Jian vaguely remembered that in the original God-Conferment Story, Jie School had avoided fighting in the beginning. They mainly relied on Shen Gongbao's "Fellow Daoist, please wait" to pull the immortals of Jie School into the calamity. Both sides gradually fought.
However, the real fuse seemed to be that Hiroshige had killed Daoist Duobao's disciple, the Goddess of Fire Spirit.
After all, Zhao Gongming and the Three Xiao Immortals had entered the God roll. The Grandmaster of Heaven was only restraining the disciples. No matter what, the Goddess of Fire Spirit was not as important as the four personal disciples.
However …
Hiroshige had gone to the Green Touring Palace to "confess" to the Grandmaster of Heaven. In the name of returning the Golden Cloud Crown, he had injured the Goddess of Turtle Spirit in the Green Touring Palace. He had even relied on his "reason" to escape unscathed on Golden Ao Island.
That provocation angered the immortals of Jie School and the Grandmaster of Heaven. That was why the Grandmaster of Heaven led the eldest disciples to block the way with the Immortal Vanquishing Sword Array!
Thinking about that, Yang Jian clenched his fists.
Why …
Zhao Gongming, who was a personal disciple of Jie School, had always thought that the Dao Sect was one and the three sects were not separated. As for Hiroshige, the head disciple of Chanism, he had to provoke a true calamity!
The Dao Sect was one …
The three sects were not separated …
Yang Jian clenched his fists and did not loosen them. He put on the Proud Snow Frost, which was about to shatter, and walked out of the camp.
"Kong Xuan! The outcome will be decided today! "
"Why not!?!" Kong Xuan stood up. The faint aura around him was forcefully absorbed by him. At that moment, he was still as handsome as ever, as if he was otherworldly.
Two figures rushed into the sky.
The ninth battle!
Yang Jian already knew that Hiroshige had gone to attract the fire of Jie School. This battle was his only chance to defeat Kong Xuan. Otherwise, for the sake of the overall situation, he could only let the Western Sect interfere as they wished.
At that moment, Kong Xuan had only recovered 70% of his Dharma powers. That was the advantage that Yang Jian had expanded step by step.
In the void, Yang Jian stared at the figure enveloped by the Five-colored Divine Light 500 kilometers away.
"You and I might die."
Kong Xuan smiled casually. The phoenix sword in his hand emitted True Flames to replenish his lack of Dharma powers.
"I won't return until I die!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the two figures disappeared. Shadows of collisions appeared everywhere in the void.
There was originally nothing in the void. At that moment, it was as if a huge volcano had been triggered under the four seas. Essence energy spewed everywhere, and the universe collapsed one after another!
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