Chapter 1175: Ran Min captured

The Zixiao Palace, which collapsed for the most part, shocked everyone's eyes.
Shennong returned to his senses after a while, and then suddenly looked at Hongjun Daozu.
I saw Dao Ancestor Na Hongjun with a cold face, staring at Ao Fan, his fingers trembling slightly, but he did not make a move unexpectedly.
There was silence between the world and the earth, and everyone was looking at Hongjun Daozu, wanting to see if the other party could make a move.
"Ao-fan!"
Like the voice from among the Nine Nethers, after Hongjun Daozu finished speaking Ao Fan's name, the Shengwei condensed on his body suddenly vented, and many people were immediately taken aback.
Is this to fight or not to fight?
"Hei Lian's fault lies in the poor Dao. If it weren't for the poor Dao to let it go, it would not cause the chaos like this. Hei Lian has the poor Dao to solve it."
After speaking, I saw Dao Ancestor Na Hongjun's eyes fall on the Zixiao Palace, and then said with a cold voice: "As for the Zixiao Palace, when this matter is over, the poor Dao will share your birth and death with you."
"Then I will be waiting for you in the East China Sea."
Ao Fan sneered, and with a stroke of one hand to the sky, a golden door opened.
Ao Fan stepped out and disappeared into the golden light in an instant.
Seeing Ao Fan turned and left, there was no trace of sluggishness. The immortals were stunned. Shennong frowned, then turned and left, as if still thinking about the black lotus.
The saints of the three religions saw this, and after a glance at each other, his figure flickered and disappeared.
However, after a short time, all the gods dispersed.
Standing in the same place, Daozu Hongjun's face was gloomy. After a while, he turned and disappeared between the heaven and the earth, not knowing where he went, leaving only the most destroyed Zixiao Palace.
Above the nine heavens, the dragon emperor's fellow ancestors fought against the sky, destroying half of the Zixiao Palace with a sword, but did not suffer any harm.
After the news came out, heaven shook.
The Jade Emperor sat withered in the Lingxiao Palace for several days, and no one in the heaven dared to enter the palace to see him.
As for the news that the saints of the Three Religions and Hongjun Daozu are against their goals, it has not caused much disturbance.
In the Netherworld, since the last war, the Western religions who originally wanted to defeat the Dragon Palace and the Dongyue Hells in one fell swoop, eagerly for quick success and quick gains, made a big disaster.
The vast Netherworld was taken down by the Dongyue Difu backed by Zhenhai Dragon Palace.
As for the Nether Hall of the Three Sects, it only exists, and the road of reincarnation still depends on the road of reincarnation in the Dongyue Jifu.
The Netherworld began to integrate quickly at a speed that ordinary people could not understand.
But the chaos in the world is still not over.
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A team of cavalry rode past, with blood-stained cloth bags hung on both sides of the saddle. They didn't know what was inside. When the horses ran, they didn't make a dull sound when they collided.
However, after a short while, the cavalry rushed into a large camp. After turning over and dismounting, the leader threw the rein in his hand to the guard.
"Where is your majesty?"
The soldier hurriedly said: "We are in the middle of the Chinese army's big account."
The general nodded slightly before moving towards the big account.
In the military account at this time, Ran Min, who was in regular clothes, quietly looked at the map in front of him, his eyes flashed, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
Since he issued the killing order, the killing on the Central Plains has not decreased, but has increased a lot.
It's just that Ran Min has never regretted it. The invasion of foreign races, and the massacre of his own people for decades is already a tense.
If he doesn't resist anymore, it will be the result of the extinction of the race, and Ran Min naturally does not allow this to happen on this land.
As for the sins he committed, let's talk about it after death.
Now that the enemy is currently, and he has only succeeded to the throne for two years, there must be no accidents.
While thinking about things in his mind, a member of the generals walked in.
"The last General Zhang Wen has seen your Majesty!"
Hearing the sound, Ran Min showed a smile on his face, looked back at Zhang Wen, who was covered with traces of knives and axes, and said, "Get up."
Zhang Wen listened to the order and stood up, his eyes fell on the map, and after a little hesitation, he understood the reason.
"Your Majesty, but Qian Yan is here to commit the crime?"
Ran Min smiled, and then he said: "Yes, it is written in the military newspaper that Qianyan assembled an army of 200,000 and went south from Youzhou and Jizhou."
Hearing this, Zhang Wen's expression suddenly changed, and he said: "Your Majesty, the enemy is now, so you must not take the battle easily. The enemy's momentum is flourishing. It's better to avoid it."
As soon as the voice fell, the expression on Ran Min's face suddenly became difficult to look at, thinking that his army, Ran Wei, was worse than Qian Yan, why did he just retreat?
Zhang Wen saw the change in Ran Min's face and knew what the other party was thinking. He opened his mouth and didn't speak, so Ran Min stopped him.
"Don't say anything, the former Yan is here to commit an attack. If I retreat, the line of defense will be broken at once. If there is no obstacle to the former Yan's support, we cannot retreat in this battle, but can only advance.
Zhang Wen opened his mouth and didn't know what to say for a while. Seeing Ran Min insisted, he finally turned into a long sigh.
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"kill!"
In the battle formation, a shout rang, and the killing intent also rose to the sky.
A brown war horse shuttled through the battle formation. Ran Min, wearing a battle armor, could take away several lives every time he swung his spear.
Lema stopped in place, and Ran Min looked around the battlefield, his brows frowned.
In this battle with Qian Yan, all the first ten battles were won, but this battle was a bit weird.
Ran Min, who was always a little uneasy in his heart, rushed forward again with a spear in his hand, trying to see what the former Yan army intended.
At the moment of the charge, there was a shock on the ground.
Ran Min, who was familiar with the cavalry, suddenly had a warning bell in his heart, suddenly raised his head and looked out of the battlefield.
I saw the crowds of cavalry on the periphery of the battle formation, and the cold light flickered between the horses, and they were suddenly chained together.
The originally scattered cavalry queue now looks very neat.
The mighty pressure came over, giving people an inexplicable sense of power.
The cavalry came extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, they rushed into the battlefield, screaming everywhere, Ran Wei's army showed a trace of retreat.
Ran Min was horrified, knowing he was in the middle of the game, but at this time, there was no way.
But in a moment, the cavalry that attacked began to wield the sharp blade in his hand to harvest life. The speed is so fast and the power has never been seen before.
In the blink of an eye, Ran Wei's army was broken and broken, and soldiers continued to fall.
A cold light flashed in his eyes, Ran Min held a spear and roared: "Chong!"
Standing here and waiting for death, there might be some vitality in the rush, Ran Min rushed over, and many soldiers rushed over behind him.
The sudden change did not turn the tide of the battle around, and after one charge, no one stood beside Ran Min.
The enemy forces immediately surrounded Ran Min Tuantuan, and under the cold blade, Ran Min fainted immediately after exhausting his energy.
In this battle, the emperor Ran Wei, Ran Min, was defeated and captured, but within a few days, Yecheng was destroyed and Ran Wei was killed by Qianyan.
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