No matter how cold and arrogant Baili Hanbing is, how talented she is, but after all, she is only a girl who is just nineteen years old. Has she ever seen such a tragic and scary scene?

How many people have to die to cover this mountain valley?

Hundreds of thousands?

millions?

Tens of millions?

Don't say Baili Hanbing, Saint Xuanbing at this time, even the other people are all horrified and trembling.

Obviously, the scene that appeared in front of them far exceeded the bottom line in everyone's hearts.

"Leader Cold Feather, you are here~"

"Ah ~ what is going on? Sect Master, where did you just go?"

"Patriarch, we are here~"

...

Because of the magical powers of Hanyu Xiaotian's eyes of yin and eyes of the sun, the meaning of yin and yang and taiji spread, causing the confusion of yin and yang here to disappear.

The people who had just dispersed have gradually discovered where the others are.

Therefore, taking the most conspicuous and profound Yin Yang Tai Chi picture above Han Yu Xiaotian's head as the midpoint, everyone began to gather here spontaneously...

"Xiaotian...ah, Hanbing~"

The Meihua Thirteen of the Qing Wei school who came back a few days ago was just happy when he saw Hanyu Xiaotian's figure, but when he saw the cold and aloof Saint Bailihan, who was holding Hanyu Xiaotian's arm, Bing, could not help but froze slightly.

"Ah? Jingxuan, you...you are back~"

Baili Hanbing, the saint of Xuanbing, apparently also reacted, her face as white as a snow-capped ice lotus turned red involuntarily, and quickly left Hanyu Xiaotian.

Seeing this scene, Mei Hua Thirteen couldn't help but glared bitterly, Han Yu Xiaotian who didn't feel anything at all, and quickly ran to Han Yu Xiaotian's side, reaching out and holding Han Yu Xiaotian's. Arm~

"Xiaotian... Leader, just scared me..."

...

Slowly~

"Huh? Patriarch, where's the second uncle?"

"Sect Master, isn't Deputy Sect Master Zhang with you?"

"Why didn't Duke Ferrer come here? Could it be..."

"Where is Elder Li?"

As people gradually gathered together, someone finally began to discover that there were already a lot fewer people in the team at this time...

And the few people who were inexplicably ablated by Han Yu Xiaotian and others on the mountain peak were not among these people. Obviously, they were really dead...

At this time, there are almost half fewer people here than when everyone first arrived here!

It only took a few quarters of an hour. Those fresh lives were buried in this chaotic cemetery. Most of the people who disappeared were the Black Dragon Squad and Blood Guards brought by the Ji family. Low people...

"Patriarch Ji, Leader Han Yu, here..."

Prince Nicholas Saint Mon of the Western Dark Alliance was originally a pale-faced vampire, but at this time, his face was even whiter than before, and he was obviously shocked.

It can even be said that in the centuries-long life span of Prince Nicholas Sanmo, the scene presented to him today is simply more than if he saw the twelve-winged bright angel of the Western Alliance Cross Saints, he had to let him come. Of horror.

"Hey, I didn't expect that the places we have tracked down over the years would be like this~"

Ji Jingwen, the head of the Ji family, also had a heavy gaze and sighed heavily.

...