C637 The Army of the Demon Race

Earlier, Qin Biao had already felt that there were no living people nearby. Now that he was prepared, he casually kicked open the main hall. Immediately, a foul smell and a rotten smell filled the air. Qin Biao had no choice but to cover his nose and frown as he retreated.

With the help of the sunlight, Qin Biao saw a hellish scene. There were almost no complete corpses in the entire main hall