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

Daxia Academy, in the courtyard of Villa No. 1.

Weeds were growing wildly on the ground, and it looked like it hadn't been taken care of for a long time.

In the living room of the house, Lin Pingan slowly opened his eyes, as if thousands of stars were flashing through his eyes, and his whole person felt a sense of vicissitudes and weight.

Like an ancient practitioner who has gone through endless years of training, he has an inexplicable temperament.

Three months? It takes a lot of time! But there is still a lot left!

At this moment, he was murmuring, and when he looked outside, he was indifferent and calm.

In three months, Lin Ping'an successfully unearthed a lot of the bloodline memories of the nearly five hundred beast kings of the small world who were suppressed in his body.

But each beast king represents a race, all the inherited memories from its origin to the present.

If you encounter a small race with a short history and little inherited knowledge, it won't take long.

But if it has a long history and a lot of inheritance content, it may take several days.

On average, they only absorb all the essence of knowledge from two or three races every day.

Three months before and after, only half of the progress has been completed.

The other half, more than two hundred beast kings, are still waiting for the coming bad luck.

The next moment, Lin Pingan had a thought, and a black light rose from the head of a leopard-shaped beast king in the small world inside his body. The extremely dark demon species broke away from the conscious space.

Moreover, all energy-containing existences such as its flesh and blood tissues were absorbed by the demon species and integrated into the small world in an instant.

In an instant, another white skeleton of an alien beast hundreds of meters high appeared here.

Not far away, a group of beast kings who were also trapped and suppressed saw this, with sad expressions on their faces.

This is probably the reason why the rabbit dies and the fox is sad, or thinking about his own future destiny.

At the same time, streams of spiritual power are constantly communicating.

The Snow Mountain Leopard King has also fallen. This damn human race is really too much!

Cruel! So cruel! That guy is simply a lunatic! He has devoured so many beast kings, even the beast gods. Isn't he afraid... isn't he afraid of becoming the public enemy of all races?

Whose turn is it next! I hope it's not me!

I'm dead, there's no hope! I feel like this little world is getting stronger and stronger, and there's no chance of escaping.

...

From their perspective, one can clearly see that not far from the Leopard King's bones, there are numerous piles of bones of different shapes.

This is not the first time Lin Pingan has done this.

Every time after absorbing it, he would take back the demon seed and squeeze out the last bit of value from the beast king.

Since the last test in the depths of the Ten Thousand Races battlefield, it was discovered that running Tianji Jue can even block the fluctuations of the Beast King's death. Lin Ping'an returned to Daxia and began to unscrupulously slaughter the Beast King in the small world inside his body.

Anyway, there will be no strange phenomena. Instead of staying in the small world, it is better to let them die early and be reincarnated.

In a sense, this is also a gift given by Lin Ping'an after giving them the memory of contributing bloodline inheritance.

Sometimes, death is not scary.

The terrible thing is that we can neither survive nor die.

【Ding~】

[Kill the Beast King... and obtain 26975... civilization value]

At this moment, Lin Ping'an scanned the kill prompt that had just appeared and didn't pay much attention to it.

I have to crush several beast kings to death every day, and the prompts appear several times, so I am used to it.

Beast kings below the third level of heaven are only given tens of thousands of civilization points on average.

Say more without saying too much, say little without too much, just like that!

Then, as an idea flashed across his mind, a brand new panel appeared in front of him again.

[Name: Lin Pingan]

[Qi and blood: 19.2 million calories/19.2 million calories]

[Psychic power: 3 million Hz/3 million Hz]

[Power of Heaven and Earth: 3 million points/3 million points]

[Martial Arts Realm: Ninth Level (Seventh Heaven)]

[Control rules: 79% of the law of gold, 79% of the law of wood, 79% of the law of water, 79% of the law of fire...]

[Created skills: 21 (click to view details)]

[Civilization value: 18 million]

Compared with three months ago, the energy and blood have increased by more than two million calories, the mental power has increased by one million hertz, and the control of the power of heaven and earth has increased by one million points.

The five elements, space, sword, sharpness... Lin Ping'an's usual rules have basically reached the bottleneck of 79%.

Most of the other laws are controlled to more than 60%.

The civilized division has increased by more than 6 million, and now has a total value of 18 million, reaching its highest peak in history.

Now, Lin Ping'an looked at his 19.2 million calories of blood and felt the bottleneck.

According to the memory knowledge stolen in the past, this number is exactly the blood limit of the seventh level.

If you go further up, you will reach the eighth heaven realm.

However, if you want to break through, whether it is human race or alien beasts of various races, you need to go through five tribulations.

The seventh level can survive three disasters, and the eighth level can survive five calamities.

This is a fixed number since ancient times.

Normally, Lin Ping'an was planning to continue running Tian Ji Jue, cheat directly, use this bug technique to block the way of heaven, and ignore the five tribulations to advance to the eighth heaven realm.

But for some reason, when this thought crossed his mind, his intuition sensed something was wrong, as if this was not a good idea.

After cultivating to Lin Ping'an's current state, he attaches great importance to this kind of intuition.

It was precisely because of this that he stopped right there and prepared to break through without resorting to any tricks.

After all, every gift from fate has already been marked with a price.

Just like those evil techniques created by Lin Ping'an, the effects are more than ten times better than those of the same level, but they also have huge sequelae.

This is the price, there are gains and losses!

Lin Ping'an stood up and gently swiped forward with one finger. In an instant, a gap opened into the void from top to bottom in the space in front of him.

The next moment, with the line as the core, it was torn to both sides, forming a silent space passage.

As he approached slowly step by step, the passage was smoothed out as Lin Pingan left.

After a while.

Deep in the battlefield of all races, the new garrison city is 90 million miles away.

In the sky, a space crack appeared, and the passage was opened. Lin Pingan walked out with a swagger, a slightly arrogant step, and a calm expression.

He was quite familiar with this area. It was the core territory of Ao Hai, the second prince of the Dragon Clan. The scenery was also the best among the Beast King's territories that had been suppressed and looted last time.

The figure flashed and appeared on the top of a peach blossom mountain not far away.

Standing on the edge of the highest cliff, I watched the clouds in front of me calmly and calmly, rolling and changing.

At the same time, slow down the operation speed of Tian Ji Jue and gradually reduce the degree of concealment of one's own cultivation strength.

The majestic pressure of Qi and blood emanated from Lin Ping'an's body, and swept across hundreds of thousands of miles in an instant.