Lu Fan bent down and held Yang Zipei in his arms. Without saying a word, he galloped towards the edge of the tornado area.

The explosions were heard behind everyone.

When everyone followed Lu Fan to escape from the tornado raging area and looked back.

I saw that in the middle of the vast northern desert, the terrifying killing field formed by countless tornadoes were being twisted into pieces by military off-road vehicles.

Blood rain and meat fell from mid-air.

Most of the here are slaves and some members of the low-strength families.

No one expected that so many people would die before they could see the true appearance of Ziyue Valley, without even a complete body left.

What exactly is this?

Everyone stood there blankly and looked at the nightmare scene in front of them like a slaughterhouse.

Is there really a so-called demon god?

Even the rivers of atheists were determined to be shaken, and the ideas in their hearts began to shake.

The tornado group that lasted for more than half an hour was finally over.

Hundreds of military off-road vehicles turned into scrap iron in this sudden natural disaster.

Countless martial arts members died here.

Of course, many people survived.

Almost all the main forces of the ten major families are still there.

During the tornado, they chose the same escape method as Lu Fan.

Although these people left their lives, they all looked extremely embarrassed.

"Is this the route the Wang family chose for us?"

A half-step strong man from the big family, his eyes were red and he looked at everything in front of him.

"Please rest assured, everyone comes to me first and then count the number of casualties."

A voice as majestic as a god suddenly exploded in the air.

Immediately afterwards, Wang Changqing's figure also appeared in everyone's sight.

He wore a black robe, like a demon falling from the sky, landing steadily among the crowd.

"No one wants to see such a thing happening, but I told you before that Ziyue Valley has been passed down for thousands of years and is the holy land of the Shifang City."

"It can be preserved in a complete range of events over thousands of years, and it will naturally have its unique and mysterious features."

"I believe you are ready to sacrifice before you come."

"So we should hurry up and count the number of people immediately, and then continue to look for the whereabouts of Ziyue Valley."

He actually didn't expect this scene to happen.

Although the Wang family had various situations in the process of searching for Ziyue Valley, many tribe members also died.

But like the situation in front of you, this black tornado that covered the sky and covered the clouds and the sun suddenly killed so many warriors and masters.

He knew very well how heavy the losses were.

He even felt a little secretly happy. He thought that the destruction of the bronze tripod had caused him to lose the plan to weaken the overall strength of various major families by searching for the danger in the Purple Moon Valley map.

But now not only has this plan been successful, but it is more than 10 times better than his expectations.

All the people in the family are counting their own hands.

Just then.

Before this dim weather is completely clear.

A heavenly way suddenly came from the direction of the north. An indescribable scream came from the direction of heaven.
Chapter completed!