Not to mention Ye Xin, he is just the son of a prince.
Even if he is the holy son of the dark pilgrimage, Su Han will kill him the same!
All these people must endure the torture and suffering that Su Qing has endured over the years!
They have always thought that they are aloof, looking down on these slaves and barbarians like ants.
The result at this moment is their retribution!
The other two young men, being able to be with Ye Xinsuo, obviously have high status.
But at this moment, seeing Ye Xin's miserable appearance being torn apart again and again, they wanted to speak, but they dared not speak.
"Breakthrough, rush out!!!"
Someone screamed.
Needless to say, a large number of figures have already rushed in all directions.
"Boom boom boom"
They started their cultivation and kept bombarding the light curtain.
However, it was of no use.
This is the radiance emanating from the barbarian sacred monument, inspired by the blood of 12 million barbarians!
When it once broke out, even the Immortal Emperor Realm was helpless, let alone them!
"Boom"
A series of huge figures easily penetrated the light curtain and entered the arena.
When they saw those monks around them, their eyes instantly turned blood red!
Generations of anger have been passed down, generations of torture have been passed down, and their murderous intent, which has been suppressed, is finally about to vent at this moment.
"Tear them all apart, we can't let them die easily!" Di Bao said.
Those monks' scalps were numb, and they were beyond frightened.
In total, they are only 30,000 people.
But what about the barbarians?
Twelve million!
They squeezed their heads and rushed upwards. If they couldn't catch one person, they would all go crazy!
So, next, a horrifying scene happened.
If there is a chance to catch the monk, it will be shredded.
But Yuanshen kept it and let the next person tear it up.
But even for these monks, the body and soul are separated, and they can only be counted as 60,000 people.
Still too little.
Therefore, those who really couldn't catch them grabbed the arms or legs one by one, and tore them apart again.
In this scene, even Su Han couldn't help but stand up a little.
Too cruel!
In the entire field, there was not a single complete corpse at all.
Not even a complete finger.
A large number of barbarians, despite the blood splashed on their bodies and faces.
But they don't care at all.
In the end, Su Han sighed, and threw Hua Fan out of his hand.
"ah¡¡"
Hua Fan just let out a scream, and then his whole body was torn into pieces by countless big hands
The entire arena has become a slaughterhouse.
More than 30,000 monks died instantly.
The only one who is still alive is the old man in the first-order fairyland.
He hid in the void, his scalp was numb, and his body was trembling uncontrollably.
Even after living for so many years, this was the first time he saw such a bloody scene.
It's not that he hasn't tried before, to blast the light curtain away.
But he couldn't do it at all.
"There is one more person."
At this moment, Su Han's voice came out.
He pointed to a certain void and said, "There."
Hearing these words, the hair of the old man at the first level of Immortal Venerable Realm stood on end.
"Phew!"
The puppet old man stepped forward and was about to capture this person immediately.
But at this moment, Di Bao's voice came over: "I'm coming!"
Su Han hesitated slightly, his divine sense turned, and the puppet old man stopped.
"Boom!"
Di Bao's huge figure rushed out at this moment.
Clenching his fists tightly, he hit the void hard!
"boom!!!"
As if a mountain was blown to pieces, the void exploded violently.