The next moment, Zhao Fan crossed the border and found himself in Kachin State in Myanmar!

He rode through the barren mountains without a second delay.

Kachin State borders Huaxia Yun Province in the east, while the Seven Daughters of Flame are located in the southern part of Kachin State.

In the name of the state, Myanmar is an ethnic autonomous region, and the province is on the same level. In Kachin State, because of the mountains and peaks, and the number of canyons and valleys, the transportation is particularly backward, and cars are rare, and most of them travel by mules and horses.

Tang Shifei and his entourage pursued Bayilon from the border into Kachin State, and then was counter-hunted, and the road back to Huaxia was blocked, and they could only continue to go deeper, Zhao Fan estimated that they wanted to use the complexity of the terrain to create an opportunity to break through, but in the end, even the communication equipment was broken, and the military could not locate it.

Gradually, Zhao Fan had crossed the border for thirty kilometers, and a small village appeared in his field of vision, but from a distance, there was an eerie quiet, as if shrouded in death.

His heart moved, and he approached the small village.

The closer I got, the more silent I felt.

After entering the village, there was no one alive in the whole village, even the poultry were all disposed of with a knife, and the corpses of the villagers gathered in the open space in the middle, staggering, there were old people, children, and women...... It was as if he had been gathered here before his death, and then he had been killed by a poisonous hand for about five or six days, and the stench filled the air, and the maggots and flies were full of eyes, which made people sick.

Zhao Fan looked at the wounds on the villagers' bodies, which could be roughly divided into three types, cold weapons, hot weapons, and fists and feet.

Every single person is injured once, but it is fatal!

It's clean and clean, and it's not muddy.

Zhao Fan squatted in front of a child, and there was a bloody hole in the opponent's heart, which was a gunshot wound.

A golden glow floated on his fingertips, and then a bullet appeared from the blood hole.

Zhao Fan held the bullet for a moment, there was a remnant of spiritual power on it, he clenched his fist and slammed it to the ground, and the wave of qi caused all the corpses to turn over.

If the inference is correct, it is definitely the work of the twelve gods of war.

Although it was not the Chinese compatriots who died, the cruelty of the means made Zhao Fan angry, and he thought of a possibility, the twelve gods of war left a part of them here to block Tang Shifei's retreat, but because they failed to do so, they slaughtered the village to vent their anger......

Not only that, Zhao Fan opened his eyes and looked around the entire village, without a single soul staying.

This is not logical, it has only been a few days since it happened, and normally, there should be at least some of the souls of the dead who stayed in the place where they lived before they lived or next to their own corpses.

In an instant, Zhao Fan understood.

There are two ways to improve the mind (spiritual power), the first is to cultivate step by step, and as you practice more times, you will steadily improve. And the second is to devour the soul, which regards the soul as the nourishment of spiritual power, which is equivalent to a shortcut, but it is sinful!

After this, Zhao Fan had already made a heart of soul shattering after killing the twelve gods of war.

He took the Longyang Dan Fire and slightly ashes the many corpses in the village, and there was no need to go over, because the souls were all refined by the gunsmiths, and the deceased's life was the last life.

Zhao Fan continued south, passing through many villages along the way, but two of them were as brutally slaughtered as the first.

All three have one thing in common, that is, they are remote, backward, and rarely have any contact with other places where people gather, even if they are slaughtered, I am afraid that they will not be discovered for a long time.

It can be seen that the twelve gods of war do not dare to slaughter arbitrarily when they see one casually, persimmons are specially picked and pinched, if they attract the attention of the official, in the face of the anger of a country, and even trigger a large-scale international boycott and influence, Blackwater Company will not be able to bear it.