I was forced to control the world of cultivating immortals

Ji Jue was born in a powerful medieval hermit family, and he is the most outstanding cultivation genius in the family for a hundred years.

He was born with an extremely keen sense of danger, and this mysterious intuition has saved his life many times.

"Shh!"

Just when Huo Jingang fled ten steps away from Ji Jue, Ye Nan's sword energy chopped off his head.

"Boneless!"

Huo Jingang's head rolled to the ground, the expression on his face still remained in the joy of escaping from the sky.

Ji Jue looked at Huo Jingang's body and performed his exercises.

Mysterious golden words emerged from his body one after another, and finally these words turned into golden chains.

These mysterious words turned into chains, piercing Lei Jingang's body.

He actually detained the undissipated heaven and earth luck that was attached to Lei Jingang's body.

"what?"

Ye Nan felt that Huo Jingang's breath of life had disappeared.

But the expected system progress value has not increased at all.

Ye Nan's sword-like gaze finally fell on Ji Jue at the top of Mingguang City.

Sensing Ye Nan's gaze, Ji Jue's hair stood on end, and his scalp tingled for a while.

Gritting her teeth, Ji Jue actually directly absorbed the vitality of heaven and earth imprisoned by the golden chains into her body.

After forcibly absorbing the luck of heaven and earth, countless ancient and magical words suddenly appeared on Ji Jue's body.

Originally only the cultivation base of the Martial King Eightfold Heaven, it has suddenly increased to the half-step Martial Emperor's realm.

But even as a half-step Martial Emperor, Ji Jue still couldn't afford to fight Ye Nan at all.

Because of the terrifying feeling in my heart, it still hasn't weakened in the slightest after I became a half-step Empress Wu.

Under the blessing of the mysterious text, Ji Jue actually tore open the space and disappeared at the top of Mingguang City.

"This……"

Ye Nan was also a little confused by Ji Jue's operation.

But the most important thing now is to gather the remnants of Daqin.

Ye Nan could only put Ji Jue's matter behind his mind for the time being.

After hearing the arrival of Lord Wu An, the Qin army, whose morale had already collapsed, once again glowed with boundless fighting spirit.

Soon all the defeated Qin army gathered around Ye Nan.

After Huo Jingang's charge, the Qin army, which was already less than [-], only had [-] left.

Now the defender of Mingguang City, Huo Jingang, has died, and Ji Jue, whom he regards as his trump card, has also fled in embarrassment.

It was the best time for the Qin army to attack the city and pull out the stronghold.

Following Ye Nan's order, the soldiers of the Great Qin Army, who had fled in a panic, rushed towards Mingguang City screaming.

Under the ebb and flow, the Daqin army quickly conquered Mingguang City.

So far, all the lost lands of Daqin have been recovered.

Dayu's 80 troops who invaded Daqin were all wiped out.

The Four Great Vajras, who were valued and relied on by Sikong Zhen, were all put to death.

There are two paths before Ye Nan.

One is to return to the court with this class and triumphantly.

The other way is to attack the capital of Dayu and completely solve the big trouble of Sikong Zhen.

Ye Nan is obviously more inclined to the latter, the so-called weeding does not remove the roots, the spring breeze blows and regenerates.

However, after all, Qin Zheng is the emperor of Daqin.

Soon Ye Nan sent the battle report back to the capital of Daqin.

At the same time, he will continue to attack, or leave the question of withdrawing troops to Qin Zheng.

Along with the memorial of the great victory, there is also a list.

On the list, the losses of both Qin and Dayu in this war are clearly counted.

Daqin lost 51 ordinary soldiers, and 21 generals in Wuwangjing were killed.

Dayu lost 110 million ordinary soldiers and 48 Wuwangjing generals were killed.

This battle can only be described as tragic.

If it wasn't Ye Nan who commanded the army, I'm afraid it would be hard to say the outcome, let alone the loss.

"Keep attacking!"

After discussing with the ministers, Qin Zheng finally made a decision.

At the same time, 20 Mongolian cavalry were transferred from the northern part of Daqin to supplement Ye Nan's troops.

Soon, Daqin's replenishment of soldiers had already arrived in Mingguang City.

……

Dayu.

The news of successive defeats on the front line filled Dayu with a terrifying atmosphere.

At the same time, two different voices appeared above Dayu's court hall.

One voice is the main battle, Dayu wants to fight until every soldier dies, every inch of land must be fought.

One voice is the main peace, and sent envoys to negotiate with Daqin to cede land and pay compensation.

Sikong Zhen tried his best to hide his slightly trembling hands in his wide sleeves.

"You cowards of peace, you have ulterior motives!"

"I, Dayu, will not bow to Daqin, even the last soldier in the fight."

Sikong Zhen denounced the peacemakers and capitulators in the DPRK.

It's not that he doesn't want to surrender, it's that he has no way out after surrendering.

If he surrendered, first of all, Qin Zheng of Daqin would never let go of himself, a traitor.

Secondly, even the hidden family that has been secretly supporting him behind his back will not let him go.

At this time, he had secretly packed up all the treasures and planned to escape at any time
Even his own son Sikong Jianmo didn't know about it.

Son, it would be good to be born again without it.

When these idiots under him and the hermit family are fighting Da Qin to the death.

He had already run away.

With these rare treasures in hand, I will live a very nourishing life wherever I go.

"We must fight!"

"I will stand with you!"

Sikong Zhen spoke righteously.

Seeing His Majesty's bravery, the main combat faction in the court burst into tears.

After the court meeting, Sikong Zhen flew towards the mountains outside the capital.

With these people under his command alone, he certainly wouldn't be able to last for too long.

With the support of these families living in seclusion in the mountains and forests, he would have more time to escape.

If you are not careful, you will defeat Qin Jun.

Then he is still the emperor of Dayu, wouldn't he be flattered.

Looking at the endless clouds and mist in front of him, Sikong Zhen took out a yellow token from his pocket.

Sikong Zhen injected spiritual energy into the token.

The yellow token emitted a soft light, and then turned into a beam of brilliance and flew into the clouds.

After the token flew into the clouds, Sikong Zhen stood still and waited.

He patted his face to make his smile look more harmless.

These medieval hermit families have been passed down from the Middle Ages to the present.

Very powerful and mysterious.

Some of these families even appeared as emperor-level figures who swept through an era.

After waiting for a stick of incense, the cloud and mist in front of Sikong Zhen began to surge.

Finally, a passage appeared in the clouds, and a person in a yellow robe slowly walked towards Sikong Zhen.

"The head of the house calls you in!"

The visitor was very arrogant, and he did not hide his dislike for Sikong Zhen on his face.

"Then trouble you!"

Sikong Zhen was not at all dissatisfied with the rudeness of the visitor, and still had a flattering look on his face.