The corpses of more than a hundred strong men from different sects were stacked together, many of them even mutilated. The expressions on their faces were different, including fear, anger, and confusion.
The blood gathers together and flows towards the low-lying areas.
The thick smell of blood rose into the sky, seeming to dye the sky above the canyon into blood.
Lin Fan stood in the air with his hands behind his back, looking at the tragic situation below, his face expressionless and his heart unmoved.
There were only more than a hundred corpses. For Lin Fan, it was just a small scene, and it would not cause him any obvious psychological fluctuations. Think back to the time when Lin Fan rose from the bottom of the world of cultivation, and killed many people along the way.
There are countless demons and monsters, and the title of Xuanyang Immortal Lord was built on mountains of corpses and seas of blood.
Killing one person is a crime, killing ten thousand people is considered a hero, and killing millions of people is considered a hero among heroes!
And Lin Fan has killed more than a million people!
Fortunately, he had Qiqi in this life, otherwise Lin Fan would probably have set off a bloody storm that swept the world and transformed into a demon. By then, no one could stop him.
Although Lin Fan has restrained himself a lot in this life, he just doesn't kill indiscriminately, but it doesn't mean that Lin Fan will become a good person.
The Yuan Sect and the Emperor Pavilion had long been sworn enemies with Lin Fan, and some of their actions had completely touched Lin Fan's insecurities. Lin Fan would kill each one of the two sects on sight.
If you see two people killing a pair, you will definitely not show any mercy. This time, no one from the two sects who entered the Guixu Realm can even think of escaping!
As for the battle between the Kunlun Immortal Realm and the evil spirits outside the realm, Lin Fan didn't care or care. To put it bluntly, who wins and who loses on both sides has nothing to do with Lin Fan?
Therefore, Lin Fan would not restrain himself just because of this concern.
Just like this Qianjun camp, without Zhao Qianjun and more than a hundred strong men from the Yuan sect, their strength would be greatly reduced, and they might be eaten by evil spirits from outside the territory, but Lin Fan didn't care.
Lin Fan put away the ethereal machine cannon and rocket launcher, turned around and left the canyon.
Less than half an hour after Lin Fan left, the space above the canyon was slightly distorted twice, and then a figure in a white dress appeared.
It is none other than the number one figure in the Outer Territory Evil Beishen Camp, Qian Renxue.
"Is this... someone from the Yuan Clan? Who's so generous? He actually killed more than a hundred strong men from the Yuan Clan in this canyon."
Qian Renxue looked at the canyon where corpses were piled up. Although there was some gloating on her face, she was still more confused.
Although she did not see the body of Zhao Qianjun, the strongest person in the Yuanmen, the others gathered together and were very powerful. As far as the Beishen Camp she was in charge of, no matter which one of the nine teams encountered someone from the Yuanmen
, all of them will only be defeated.
But now, all the powerful men from more than one hundred sects have died here!
However, Qian Renxue did not find any trace of the alien evil spirit in the canyon.
This shows that it was not the hands of external evil spirits.
Who is that?
Who can eat such a powerful Yuanmen warrior?
Is it the Ten Thousand Demon Realm?
Or is it some unknown danger hidden in the Guixu world?
No matter what it is, it has added a lot of variables to this trip to the Ruins Realm.
Just as Qian Renxue was thinking, several sounds of breaking wind sounded, and many figures with powerful auras came from a distance.
"It's the people from Yuanmen, they, they all died!"
"Extraterritorial evil demon, you are so ruthless!!!"
Coming over were Ren Tianxing, Li Xiangxiang and others from Qianjun Camp.
They waited in the camp for a long time to see the people from the Yuan Clan return, so they brought dozens of people out to search, but they only saw the bodies of the Yuan Clan people, and beside them there was an extraterrestrial demon with red eyes and purple skin, so naturally
He thought that this matter was done by the alien demon in front of him, and his anger suddenly burned.
"Evil, come and die!"
"Kill her and avenge Yuanmen's friends!"
"kill!!!"
Ren Tianxing and others roared and attacked Qian Renxue crazily.
"A bunch of idiots."
Qian Renxue cursed in a low voice.
However, the two sides are mortal enemies, and no one will listen to Qian Renxue's explanation now. Moreover, even if there is no such thing, a life-and-death battle will inevitably occur when the two sides meet.
Although Qian Renxue is a strong half-step god, there are many monks in the Kunlun Immortal Realm, and the strength of Ren Tianxing and Li Xiangxiang is infinitely close to that of half-step god, so Qian Renxue can't get better.
Qian Renxue immediately gathered her domain, limiting the speed of the monks in the Kunlun Immortal World, and at the same time turned around and retreated.
Not sloppy at all.
In Qian Renxue's domain, Ren Tianxing and others only felt as if they were stuck in a quagmire, their speed had slowed down a lot, and there was a clear sense of blockage in the movement of their true energy. They could only watch Qian Renxue leave.
In the blink of an eye, Qian Renxue disappeared from everyone's sight, and she could no longer even feel her breath.
"Damn! Let that witch escape."
Ren Tianxing looked unwilling and gritted his teeth.
Li Xiangxiang frowned, looking at the corpse below and the river of blood, and sighed, her tone was rather sad, "I didn't expect that all the powerful men of the Yuan Sect died here..."
"I didn't see Brother Zhao's body!" Ren Tianxing said with a frown after careful inspection.
"Brother Zhao is already half-stepped into becoming a god. It's not a simple matter for the extraterrestrial evil spirits to kill him. Brother Zhao is likely to break out of the siege or go after the extraterrestrial evil spirits." Li Xiangxiang expressed her guess.
Ren Tianxing nodded.
He also didn't believe that Zhao Qianjun, a half-step god-turned-powerful man, would fall so easily.
And I don’t want to believe this fact.
Li Xiangxiang sighed and said: "Let's take the bodies of our friends from the Yuan Sect back to the camp. Next, we need to be more vigilant. It is very likely that evil spirits from outside the territory will take advantage of the chaos to attack."
"That's right, let's go back to the camp first!"
Ren Tianxing agreed.
Later, Ren Tianxing and Li Xiangxiang, together with dozens of strong men from Qianjun Camp, collected the bodies of the Yuanmen and returned to the camp.
Everyone in Yuanmen was wiped out, which brought great panic to the people in the Qianjun camp.
Although Ren Tianxing and Li Xiangxiang tried their best to maintain the situation, they were still not close enough. Whether it was strength or prestige, they were not enough to convince the crowd, so the Qianjun camp became chaotic for a while.
Some people proposed to find Zhao Qianjun to come back to take charge of the overall situation, some people proposed to attract more others to join to improve the strength of the camp, and some felt that Qianjun Camp was no longer viable and wanted to leave the camp and go it alone.
Just when the Qianjun camp fell into chaos, a figure with a powerful aura descended from the sky.
This man is tall, has a face like a crown jewel, wears black clothes, the cuffs and trousers are each inlaid with a gold edge, there is a golden crown logo on the left chest, and the left hand is holding a slender sword with a sheath and a sword tassel.
Piao Fei, with his right hand behind his back, his whole person's temperament came out of the world, like an immortal descending to earth.
"Confucian swordsman, Zhu Jingzhi!"
Ren Tianxing looked at the person who appeared and blurted out a name.
The Qianjun camp instantly fell silent.
"Swish, swish, swish!"
Countless eyes were directed at the elegant figure in the field.