Chapter 1480: Slaughterhouse

"Three young masters, what does this do? It looks like a slaughterhouse!!"
Ling Luoyu shook his head slightly, "No matter what... what I don't understand is why it's just in this yard?!"
The power to tear the beast into pieces cannot be underestimated.
But why didn't this force spread to the streets? !
Feng Chenglin did not answer, but looked at Ling Luoyu's feet with a strange expression.
"Three Masters..."
Ling Luoyu followed his gaze and couldn't help but look at his feet.
"what happened?!"
Under her feet, a blood-red thing shattered into scum.
Feng Chenglin followed the things under her feet slowly upwards, and stopped seeing the trees all the time.
"Uh!"
His throat rolled again, as if about to vomit again.
Under Ling Luoyu's feet was a long, twisted intestine.
Starting from the tree, his intestines were thrown crookedly to Ling Luoyu's feet.
Ling Luoyu Hao's wrist turned, the soul blade shot, and pointed to that intestine.
"Crack!"
The intestines seemed to have been weathered for a long time, and instantly shattered into a pile of slag.
"what!"
Feng Chenglin screamed, and quickly retreated, standing there with a face of hell.
"what happened?!"
"Fatty, look there..."
Ling Luoyu pointed to the pile of debris ahead.
There, a head hung on a branch without a body.
His head was very horrified, his eyes were wide open, his mouth was wide open, and his horrified expression on his face seemed to be unscrewed in extreme horror.
And beside him, there are faintly visible many stumps and broken arms.
In terms of numbers, he is not alone.
Feng Chenglin dryly swallowed his saliva: "They...what's wrong?!"
All the people, their forms are taken apart by life, and there is not a complete body.
Ling Luoyu turned around, and wherever the soul blade passed, all the objects were shattered into slag.
"Three Masters..."
"These things... seem to have been air-dried in an instant, and everything is broken!"
On the surrounding walls, there are black, burnt black that Fotan has said.
Fengcheng Lin Xin realized something, and after trying it with her hands, her eyes were slightly different.
"Here... was burned??!"
"Seems……"
As soon as Ling Luoyu's voice fell, the things around them collapsed.
In the sound of "Rumble", everything was broken into slag, and as the wind passed by, all of them flew away.
"Fuck!"
Feng Chenglin hurriedly covered his mouth, avoiding one side, watching the blood-red scum whistling and flying with the wind.
"Fatty!"
Ling Luoyu covered his nose, turned upstairs, and Feng Chenglin quickly followed.
The two entered the second floor and avoided a room before exhaling happily.
"Three young masters, what's going on downstairs? If it really burns down, everything should be burned to ashes, how can it look like it's been dried? Everything remains the same?! "
Ling Luoyu shook his head, his eyes wandering around the room.
"I don't know... but the fire should be burning without warning!"
"how do you know?!"
"Look!"
Feng Chenglin followed Ling Luoyu's gaze and realized that he was in a study room.
Everything in the study was neat and clean, completely inconsistent with the weird and desolate outside.
Ling Luoyu moved his fingertips across the table and chairs, his eyes dimmed: "The tables and chairs are clean, there is little dust, the books are neat, and there is no mess in the room...It shows that they are in a sudden and they have been attacked... In panic, either died or fled..."