Chapter 3036: No Blood at All! (Happy Mid-Autumn Festival)

Endless corpses occupied everyone's sight.

These corpses were all wearing various kinds of armor.

On the armor, they were also wearing badges.

From these badges alone, Xuanyuan Wulie could recognize that these people were the soldiers sent by the four great dynasties in the southern battlefield.

The divine thoughts seemed to have no end.

This was a sea of ​​corpses!

They were all dead.

One hundred and twenty million soldiers died on this plain.

Xuanyuan Wulie searched on the corpses.

He found the bodies of the four great masters.

The War Clan would naturally have the first understanding of the opponent's strong men.

There were not many peak immortal masters even in the empire.

Even rarer than the immortal emperor.

Under normal circumstances, an empire could have two or three peak immortal masters, which was already the limit.

But there were still other immortal masters.

Xuanyuan Wulie couldn't believe it!

The one hundred members of the War Clan behind him couldn't believe it either!

Looking at the densely packed corpses, they felt a bone-chilling coldness from the bottom of their hearts.

The four great masters, are all dead?

One hundred and twenty million soldiers, are all dead?

No wonder they didn't come.

No wonder they didn't show up after waiting for so long.

They... are all dead!!!

"Who killed them?" Xuanyuan Wulie murmured to himself.

Su Han sent them to guard the southern battlefield, but didn't say that there would be other forces coming forward?

Moreover, these corpses are all the corpses of the soldiers of the four great dynasties, and there are no other people.

Xuanyuan Wulie thought for a long time, and finally his heart twitched fiercely.

It's terrifying to think about it!

If other forces went out to fight and intercepted the soldiers of the four great dynasties, there would definitely be casualties.

But here, except for the corpses of the soldiers of the four great dynasties, there are no other corpses.

What does this mean?

Have the other corpses been taken away?

Or...

All these 120 million people were killed by one person? !

The more he thought about it, the more Xuanyuan Wulie felt his scalp tingling.

He felt that the latter possibility was greater.

Only a person's slaughter could leave no other corpses behind when he left.

But, but this is 120 million soldiers! ! !

Moreover, there are four great masters.

Even the third-level Immortal Emperor can't do this, right?

Although the human wave tactics are of little use to the Immortal Emperor, if they can launch a joint attack, they can at least contain the Immortal Emperor for a moment.

Those four great masters will definitely be able to run!

However, these four great masters also died here, not one of them survived!

"Hu... Hu..."

Xuanyuan Wulie's panting became heavier.

Even he felt an inexplicable fear at this moment.

"Emperor, did you find it?" A surprised voice suddenly came from the side.

The title of Heavenly Destiny Emperor was given to him by Su Han when he was in the lower star field.

Until now, it has not been changed.

"What did you find?" Xuanyuan Wulie said.

The Zhan clan disciple said: "These corpses... have no blood."

Xuanyuan Wulie was shocked!

Immediately, his scalp numbed!

Just now, he was only concerned with looking at countless corpses, and was only concerned with shock and horror.

Under the reminder of this Zhan clan disciple, he realized that these corpses were all shriveled, without any blood!

Even on the ground, there was no blood!

Not a trace...

Not a drop! ! !

Countless corpses, even if they were cut in half, were still skin and bones, and no blood could be seen.

Only those white bones, as if they were washed abruptly, were displayed in front of Xuanyuan Wulie and others.

"This..."

Xuanyuan Wulie's pupils shrank, as if he was suffocating.

The corpses of 120 million people, but there was not even a drop of blood?

How is this possible?

How did they do it? ? ?

"Send a message to the clan leader immediately!"

Gritting his teeth, Xuanyuan Wulie said again: "Use the memory crystal to record all of this scene. Such a horrifying thing is simply unprecedented!"

"Yes!"

A member of the Zhan clan responded and recorded everything.

Immediately, Xuanyuan Wulie set a big fire and burned all the bodies.

Even if they are enemy soldiers, they should be given some due respect.

This place is where they are buried.

Let their ashes exist here forever!

...

In the tent.

Looking at everything in the memory crystal, Xuanyuan Qiong's face was extremely ugly.

The bodies of 120 million people were all shriveled, as if they were absorbed by something, and there was no blood.

Anyone who sees this scene will have their hair stand up and their scalp explode!

"Who is it?" Xuanyuan Qiong murmured.

"Chief, let's go back to the dynasty first."

Xuanyuan Wulie said: "If the emperor knew about this, he would be shocked. There are still such demons around our territory. If we don't find them out, it will be a hidden danger!"

"Yes."

Xuanyuan Qiong nodded: "Return to the dynasty!"

The crowd stood up and walked out of the tent.

The soldiers from the four great dynasties have all died completely.

There is no point for them to stay here.

Nearly 20 million troops set off at this moment and headed towards the Phoenix Dynasty.

...

And at this moment in the Phoenix Palace.

Su Han sat there.

Ling Xiao sat on the right side below with a wicked smile.

Xiao Qinxian looked cold, as if he didn't care about anyone, sitting on the left side below.

But he was not like this before.

It's not an exaggeration to say that he was 'funny'.

The shock on Su Han's face was hard to hide.

It was not because Xiao Qinxian had returned, nor because Xiao Qinxian's cultivation was already comparable to Ling Xiao's, both of them were at the peak of the Immortal Emperor realm.

But because...

That zither!

Xiao Qinxian's zither!

"Say it again? What kind of zither is this?" Su Han still couldn't believe it.

"Saint Zither Fuxi." Xiao Qinxian said lightly.

"Fuxi Qin?!"

Su Han took a deep breath: "Can you show me your Qin?"

"Wow!"

Xiao Qinxian took out the Fuxi Qin without saying anything.

It was illusory and transparent, not real at all, as if it didn't exist.

"Is this the legendary Fuxi Qin? One of the ten ancient artifacts?" Su Han stared at the Fuxi Qin.

He had never seen a real Fuxi Qin.

His knowledge of the Fuxi Qin was limited to the records in ancient books.

But just the name of the 'Ten Ancient Artifacts' was enough to describe the horror of the Fuxi Qin!

"Put it away." Su Han said.

Xiao Qinxian put the Fuxi Qin away.

Su Han looked at his cold expression, silent for a long time, and finally asked: "Where is your Pipilong?"

"Dead." Xiao Qinxian said.

It sounded plain, but his face trembled for a moment at this moment.