Create The Demon Dao Technique, And All Races Will Call It Evil!

The Beast King trembled and knelt on the ground, begging frantically for mercy with low mental strength.

Great God, I ask for your forgiveness. I am willing to surrender and become a mount...

Perhaps, in the heart of this beast, becoming a mount is already its greatest punishment and humiliation.

When Lin Pingan heard this, he felt that it was really ridiculous.

Mount? Are you worthy?

After the words fell, he punched out without saying a word.

The result was naturally uneventful.

With a loud Boom~, the last remnant's head was instantly blown open, and its mental power was also wiped out.

The ninth-level beast king, Chi Lian Tiger King, died on the spot.

The vision of the sky weeping blood occurred once more, and its duration was lengthened by some.

Lin Ping'an looked around and saw the corpses of giant beast kings all over the mountains and plains. Their blood was soaring into the sky.

After this wave of massacres, the civilization value in the system skyrocketed by nearly 2 million points, pushing the total number of civilization values ​​to 3.2 million, a recent high.

Then, he selected some of the Beast King's corpses, filled the space rings, and left.

Those picked up parts have only one advantage, that is, they all taste good.

Except for this, the remaining part was all thrown into the small world opened up in the body when breaking through the ninth level.

For a normal ninth-grade expert, the small world inside his body would certainly not be able to accommodate so many behemoths hundreds of meters tall.

But Lin Ping'an is different. Compared with the normal ninth-level strength, he is like a supermodel, and the space in his body is hundreds or even thousands of times larger.

These nearly fifty beast kings can all be put in.

Corpses landed in the small world out of thin air. The blood of the ninth-grade beasts was flowing, and energy was absorbed by the land silently.

Because of these nourishments, the small world is slowly expanding outwards, developing its boundaries.

After a while, the corpses of these beast kings were all gone, and the place was left with nothing but ruins.

When Lin Ping'an collected it, he adhered to the principle of not wasting, and stuffed even the land stained with the blood of the ninth grade into the small world.

After all, there is enough space to put it down.

When we left, this group of areas was dozens of meters shorter than the ones next to it, turning into an environment similar to a depression.

It is believed that after a period of rainfall, a large lake will be formed here.

After completing the small achievement of digging three feet into the ground again, Lin Ping'an casually broke through the fifth layer of the sky, escaped into the void silently, and left the depths of the battlefield of all races.

Once again, I returned to the Daxia Academy to create new exercises and continue to practice. This kind of two-point-by-point, simple daily routine of becoming stronger.

And his act of slaughtering more than fifty beast kings in one battle caused huge waves for the human race and all races.

It also caused an undercurrent to surge throughout the world.

A few hours later, the powerful men from all major human forces who came to investigate were the first to arrive at the location of the battle fluctuations.

Their faces became serious and solemn as they looked at the cleaned battlefield and the lingering auras that could be sensed.

Looking up at the sky, the vision of the sky weeping blood has not ended yet, it is still happening again and again.

I don't know if it was delayed or because Lin Ping'an killed too quickly.

In short, the corpses of more than fifty beast kings have gone cold and have been stuffed into Lin Ping'an's little world as fertilizer, but the death phenomenon is still going on.

Ready-made, except for various hissing gasps of air, it was as silent as death.

After a long time, a strong man felt that he had made enough contribution to global warming and spoke dryly.

This...this...what happened? The sky is crying with blood! The ninth-grade beast king has fallen! But right now...how many beast kings have died!

When the other strong men heard this, they felt as if their chat boxes had been opened, and they let out all kinds of exclamations.

Horror! It's so horrifying!

Strong! Indescribably strong! It only took so long and the battle was over!

Is he a powerful human being? It doesn't look like it! But those beast kings are the ones who died!

It's been a troubled time! It's been such a troubled time! I feel like it may not be easy in the future!

Those beasts of Wanzu will not put all this matter on our heads!

Maybe! The water is too deep!

Go back and practice hard. Now the ninth grade people are being killed like dogs. How could this happen? Eh!

...

As for the alien beasts, we don’t know the news yet, or we don’t know the specific news.

After all, the place where the Ten Thousand Races battlefield is connected to the territory of the human race is still in a relatively remote area, too far away from the core.

Even if the fluctuations can be sensed, the information will not be received for a while.

Of course, if those beast kings showed up in person, they would indeed be on the scene as soon as possible.

But they are the highest of a clan, even the pinnacle of countless clans.

How could he rush over to check the situation because of some slight fluctuations?

No face!

Like this, if you just give a casual order at most, the Beast King will naturally take the initiative to contact, search, and find out the situation.

At that time, just wait for the report.

at the same time.

Thousands of miles away, the Scaled Turtle King, who was the slowest and last, looked at the dozens of powerful auras in the distance with some horror, as well as the constantly fluctuating vision of blood crying in the sky.

He quickly twisted his body and fled in another direction.

In its mind, there is only one thought left.

Escape, escape... We can't mess with this anymore. Find a place under the deep sea and hide it for hundreds of years.

Anyway, the Turtles have the longest lifespan, so they just need to survive all those terrifying beings.

If it doesn't work, just surrender directly. The main thing is to save your life.

And the other side.

The aura of the Turtle King was also felt by the strong men of the human race.

When I found that there was only one link, I was slightly moved and used my mental power to communicate with each other.

It's that old bastard! There's only one of him, do you want to keep him completely?

Turtle Xuan? It's it! Forget it! The turtle's shell is so hard that it would be too troublesome to fight.

Well! It seems that I have been fishing for fish in the past! I have never harmed the human race! I don't think I should pay attention to it for the time being!

Let it go! It's a troubled time, it's important to investigate this matter, it won't be easy to fight for the time being!

...

While the powerful human race was communicating here, the Turtle King felt a cold light on his back like a thorn, and his movement speed was frightened by three points.

The intuition in the dark is telling it that things will change if it is too late, so run quickly, the further away the better...

It's best to run to a place where no one can find you.

A few hours later.

All the major forces in the human race have gradually learned something about the situation.

More and more powerful men appeared secretly near the battlefield to check the situation.

Including the cave where Lin Ping'an broke through, it was also found and explored and searched.

After all, it was about a powerful man who could kill more than fifty beast kings, so he had to be cautious and careful.

Regarding such a major event, these forces unanimously chose to keep it secret, and no one went online to talk nonsense.

Just wait and see what happens is the best and best choice.

On the other side, Daxia Academy, the outdoor area of ​​Villa No. 1.

On a barbecue grill, Lin Pingan was grilling meat leisurely. The ingredients were all taken from a bull-shaped beast king.

The coercion emanating from it has been blocked by him silently, but the fragrance still spreads and cannot dissipate for a long time.

The students in several nearby villas knew what happened as soon as they smelled it.

He cursed angrily and left, preparing to find a place to eat and soothe his stomach.

As for visiting guests, they are afraid they will only get a fistful of meals.