Games come to all worlds

Inside the playhouse.

Di Xin and Ji Fa were sitting in the box, watching the conflict between Chanjiao and Jiejiao.

"King Zhou, you see that the foundation of Jie Jiao is still strong. The Holy Mother of Jin Ling can defeat the twelve immortals of Chan Jiao. Yin Shang may really be able to survive."

"No, no, no, Ji Fa, look here. Master Xuandu has easily captured the Empress of the Three Heavens. If he takes action against the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit, he will definitely be able to capture her. Sure enough, destiny is in the Zhou Dynasty and not in the Shang Dynasty."

Many conflicts in the world occur because of poor communication.

Just like Sanqing, after the establishment of Chanjiao Jiejiao, the three of them have not gathered together to drink tea and chat for an unknown number of years. Their respective understandings of Tao are also different, and the conflicts naturally gradually increase.

Get together a few times, just like drying the quilt in winter, many mites and contradictions will be killed.

The situations of Di Xin and Ji Fa are not much different.

Ji Fa's impression of Di Xin remained the same as the last time, so he would overthrow Yin Shang at all costs, even if he was shattered to pieces.

In the past few days, he has personally felt the changes in Di Xin. Although he doesn't know what he was like before, he does look like an emperor now.

Anyway, Ji Fa was no longer so eager to overthrow the Yin Shang Dynasty, but as the eight hundred princes followed him in rebellion, he couldn't just go home without saying a word.

Even if Emperor Xin didn't pursue the matter, the eight hundred princes would not agree.

Therefore, Ji Fa's thoughts will only be thoughts.

But Di Xin's ideas can be put into action.

He's ready to drink that pot of tea!

After several days of deliberation and thinking, Wen Zhong finally agreed to the matter.

Because there is a very realistic thing. Even if Emperor Xin wins, it will be difficult for the world to gain peace.

All eight hundred princes have revolted, and Yuan Futong of Beihai has been taking advantage of the situation to cause chaos. If Emperor Xin kills them all, he will lose control of everything except the vicinity of Chaoge City.

In Nuo Da's world, no one is an official, and the people are completely free-range. Once there are bandits or monsters, Chao Ge will not even know about it, and the world will even be in chaos for a long time.

If they don't kill him, these princes will not be grateful. They are too far away from Di Xin, and they will only think that Di Xin is a delaying tactic. When a suitable replacement is available, their death will come.

This problem is Di Xin's Achilles' heel. He has lost the support of the people and has no prestige. He can no longer gain their trust, let alone implement the system of prefectures and counties.

So this battle to confer gods has actually ended long ago.

However, Di Xin's struggle is not meaningless.

He saved Zhongliang in Chaoge City, and Master Wen also survived.

When Ji Fa came to power, Jiang Ziya returned to the mountain to practice immortality. Wen Zhong was still the grand master of the country, assisting Ji Fa in governing the country and implementing the system of prefectures and counties.

Of course, before that, he would make good use of his last remaining heat and burst out with the most brilliant light.

Saint, it’s time to give something!

…

The next day, the sun was shining brightly.

In the wilderness between Chuanyunguan and Jiepaiguan, there were numerous soldiers standing on both sides. There were all kinds of strange mounts floating in the sky, all of which looked like they were ready for battle.

Because everyone has received orders from Di Xin or Ji Fa, saying that today is the final battle.

It was so sudden that everyone from the immortals to the soldiers felt a little at a loss.

All Xiqi thinks about is one word, drag!

When the Mengjin battle is over and the army attacks the Yin Shang army from behind and traps them in Chuanyunguan, they will win the battle effortlessly.

No matter from any angle, dragging is the best choice.

The Yin Shang side naturally knew that even Wen Zhong had suggested more than once, either to attack and destroy one of them, or to retreat to Mengjin and rely on the power of the immortals to resist an army several times their size.

But neither side would have thought that their emperor had already reached an agreement with his opponent.

Boom! Boom, boom, boom!

The sound of war drums continued one after another, and the sound of the drums was like a heavy hammer hitting their hearts, and a chilling atmosphere began to fill the air.

From the military formations on both sides, a horse emerged from each side.

On the left is the very popular Xiaoyao horse, and on the right is the majestic Qinglong horse.

"Emperor Xin! You are stupid and unprincipled, killing loyal people indiscriminately, listening to witches, and preying on the people of the world! Today, your fate is in Zhou. If you are willing to dismount and accept surrender, you can save your body!"

"Hmph! Ji Fa is a young child, he is still young, how dare he talk about destiny!" Di Xin raised the Human Emperor Sword and pointed it forward.

"Whoever wants to go to war, behead him, make him a marquis and become prime minister!"

A five-colored bull walked out of the military formation. Huang Feihu held a golden chisel and a reed pestle in his hands and shouted:

"Wucheng King Huang Feihu invites you to fight!"

"allow!"

Da da da!

The cow's hooves rushed straight to the center of the battlefield, and Ji Fa also shouted:

"Which general is willing to take the lead?"

"Watch me kill him!"

A mount with a dragon head and a fish body came down from the sky. The man sitting on it had a handsome face and a tall figure. He was wearing bright gold armor that was very conspicuous, and the moon-cutting knife in his hand was very sharp.

This person is Hong Jin, the official consort of Princess Longji.

He was originally a member of the Jiejiao religion, proficient in the five elements of Taoism within Qimen Dunjia, and served as the general soldier of Sanshan Pass in the Yin and Shang Dynasties.

When he went back in time, he didn't hesitate at all and ran away on his mount Whale Dragon.

He is not very strong and has no magic weapon. The only Taoist magic he is good at is illusion.

Just stick a soap flag and a white flag on the ground to create a flag door space with double internal and external partitions.

Hong Jin can become invisible as soon as he goes in. If the enemy follows in, they won't see him, and he can take advantage of the situation to make a sneak attack, that's all.

Although Huang Feihu is not proficient in left-handed arts, his strength is also outstanding among mortal generals, and he is not afraid of Hong Jin at all.

Moreover, Di Xin had a heart-to-heart talk with him last night, so Huang Feihu knew that Yin Shang was really going to die this time.

Emperor Xin also made a last request to him, whether he was willing to be on the list of gods, and in the endless years to come, in the name of Dongyue Taishan Tianqi Rensheng Emperor, he would be in charge of the good and bad fortunes of the world.

He cried all night. Except for crying once after giving birth, he had never cried so miserably in his life.

Huang Feihu had no reason to refuse His Majesty's last request.

Becoming a god has its advantages and disadvantages, but he still agreed without hesitation.

So today, he came out to fight with the determination to die. He would not lose if he killed one, but he would gain one by killing two!

But Ji Fa didn't chat with anyone all night, and he didn't even exchange a few words with Hong Jin. How could he know these inside stories.

Hong Jin would definitely not fight with his life for the first blow, but would make a tentative slash, preparing to test the bottom first and then use Taoism.

But when his Yanyue knife struck down, he knew he was wrong.

Huang Feihu had no intention of dodging at all. He just let the five-color sacred cow raise its forelimbs to buy himself the time to take a breath.

Hong Jin's Yanyue Sword quickly slashed across the neck of the five-color sacred bull, but Huang Feihu's hand-tied reed pestle also reached the center of his eyebrows.

Poof!

The Yanyue Sword penetrated Huang Feihu's chest from left to right, even the heart was broken open, and it was difficult for the gods to save him.

"ah!!!"

But Huang Feihu's pestle also directly pierced Hong Jin's head, and with a loud shout, he lifted it up high.

Using the last bit of strength in his body, he shouted:

"Yin Shang Wucheng becomes king, Huang Feihu wins!"

After shouting these words, his eyes gradually lost focus and he fell down together with the corpse of the five-color sacred cow.

The two souls flew to the Conferred God Platform.