The pavilion master snorted coldly, and his gaze swept to the altar in the center of the Shura Hall that had already collapsed, “It seems that I can only find it myself……”

At this moment, a cyan streamer tore through the sky, and Chen Ping finally arrived!

He looked at the scene of the corpse mountain and sea of blood in front of him, looked at the remaining self-detonation energy fluctuations on the ground, and looked at the Tianyuan Pavilion Master who was controlled by the blood corpse not far away, and his eyes were instantly bloodshot.

“Father!”

Sang Lan let out a roar of grief and indignation, and she could feel that her father’s aura had completely disappeared.

Huo Jingjing, Mo Tianyun and Huo Feng also arrived later, and when they saw the tragic situation in front of them, all three of them turned pale.

Huo Jingjing covered her mouth, tears flashing in her eyes: “This …… What’s going on? ”