The people who invaded the beast control clan were not humans, nor did they look like ghosts, their whole bodies were pitch black, and they couldn't see where their noses and eyes were, they had feet, but they floated in the air, a bit like ghosts, but, unlike ghosts, they floated in the air, very similar to humans, with chests and buttocks, but without faces.

Their bodies are very soft, like cotton, rubber, or other substances, or more appropriately, they should be like water, and it still depends on how you deal with them, whether you beat them with a stick or cut them with a sword, they can always return to their previous form by themselves, and they can't be killed, hacked, burned, eaten, or destroyed.

This kind of monster that invaded the beast control family this time, there are only ten, but the entire beast control family is almost wiped out, not because they have strong combat effectiveness, but because their shameless characteristics are too violent, no matter how you get it, you can't die, people are different, flesh and blood are living species, there are natural laws of its own development, it is impossible to be like this kind of monster, immortal and indestructible.

When Ling Yebing and Qian Yiyun arrived, all the people in the building had been wiped out, and the huge house was full of messes, and the only thing left was the corpses lying in it, and there was a bloody body under them.

"Impossible... Impossible... How is this possible... Fake... It's all fake......"

Ling Yebing's heart tightened, her face was full of disbelief, her eyes were full of horror, she shook her head and staggered in, looking at the appearance of those corpses one by one, and she didn't see the person she wanted to see in her heart, she suddenly breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, standing in the middle of the hall, looking around, her eyes were scarlet, her heart was throbbing, her eyes were a little red, and her pale face without a trace of blood was full of grief.

Qian Yiyun is a little better, more rational, she knows that now is not the time to be sad and sad, she told herself over and over again to be calm and not impulsive, but, looking at the mess everywhere, she still couldn't help but redden, the hand hanging down her side held it tightly, and her nails were embedded in the flesh of her palm, but she didn't feel any pain.

The patches of brilliant red stained the ground and the eyes of the two of them.

"Bing, now is not the time for us to be sad, so many people have been sacrificed, we can't let the number of victims continue to increase, they should go to the other two buildings, we should rush over immediately now, in this way, it is possible to save some people." A slightly hoarse voice rang low in the house.

She was greeted by deathly silence and silence.

Ling Yebing stood in the middle of the hall with her head down, motionless, her eyes nailed to the ground like nails, not knowing what she was thinking.

It was a long time before I heard her reply, "Let's go." ”

The aftermath is still there, but the people are gone.

A wind-like figure swept past Qian Yiyun's side, and when Qian Yiyun came back to his senses, Ling Yebing was gone, sighed in his heart, turned around and walked out, before leaving, he didn't forget to look back at the miserable hall, his eyes were full of complex and indescribable pain, as if he wanted to engrave this scene deeply in his heart.

Then, decisively leaving, at a very fast speed, towards another building.

After they left, a figure walked out of the dark room on one side, looked in the direction they left, pinched his long gray beard, and frowned in thought.