There was no pain, and even when the head fell, they could still see their own bodies.

Blood flowed like a river.

Futian slaughtered the Piaomiao sect.

In just two days, the century-old sect was destroyed.

Futian caused the result to himself. Without any feeling, the lower creatures are like a group of ants, and the ants are dead. How can it affect people's mood?

"Trash, where are you hiding? Do you think it's really useful to hide?" Futian said disdainfully with a strong killing intent in his eyes.

For Futian, Han Sanqian is not only a simple rival in love, but also a person who has defiled Su Yingxia. So he doesn't simply want Han Sanqian to die, he wants to torture Han Sanqian so that life is worse than death, that's all. Futian can vent his anger.

After leaving Piaomiaozong, Futian continued to go to other places to inquire about Han Sanqian.

Of course, the method of massacre is absolutely indispensable to Futian.

Two days later, Han Sanqian and Linlong finally returned from the ancient battlefield.

When the two returned to the Misty Sect from the Dark Forest, they sensed a very strange atmosphere before they really entered the Misty Sect.

"Do you find it strange that there is no one there?" Linlong asked Han Sanqian.

Han Sanqian discovered this a long time ago, which is indeed a bit strange.

Although it is said that Zhan Tailiuyue and Yan Qinghua are dead, the news has not been spread, so the order of Piao Miao Sect is still there.

Now it's empty. It was as if everyone had run away, which made Han Sanqian feel a little puzzled.

"It's hard to believe that the news of Zhantai Liuyue and Yan Qinghua's death has already spread. So, have these sect members gone to join other sects?" Han Sanqian asked doubtfully.

Linlong shook his head, the Piaomiao sect has its uniqueness. As members of the Misty Sect, they would never easily join other sects.

And without the suzerain, it is enough to choose a new one, and there is no need to run away.

At this time, Linlong suddenly smelled an unusual smell in the air.

Bloody, strong bloody!

Such a bloody smell is definitely not as simple as the death of one or two people.

At the same time, Han Sanqian also noticed this, his face changed, and he quickened his pace and walked up the mountain.

The closer he was to the Zongmen's meeting hall, the more corpses Han Sanqian saw, and some corpses had begun to rot, obviously not as if they had just died.

Such a scene made Han Sanqian feel heavy.

The hundreds of members of the Piao Miao Sect looked like they were almost dead.

Who is it that has such a vicious method that no one is spared.

"It's difficult for other sects to do it?" Han Sanqian said.

"Impossible." Linlong said firmly: "Although the Piaomiao Sect has some grievances with other sects, it will never kill everyone in the sect, and such a big event will definitely alarm the imperial court. made."

Isn't it something ordinary people dare to do?

This sentence seemed to remind Han Sanqian, and at the same time, it also made Han Sanqian's anger burn. JrNovels.com