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

In just an instant, the group of flying beasts staged a tragic ending in the sky.

Although they are huge in size, they are like islands in the sky, and the fluttering of their wings is enough to stir up changes in the wind and clouds.

But at this moment, it was like an ear of wheat precisely harvested by the god of death's scythe, instantly losing its vitality.

In the flash of lightning, they fell powerlessly from a height of ten thousand feet.

Like a star falling, with irreversible determination and desolation.

At the same time, at the moment of their death, these flying beasts did not even have time to scream.

The needles of qi and blood have pierced the center of the eyebrow, confusing the brain and consuming the mental power.

At this moment, the scene of falling from the sky is like a silent rain of blood between heaven and earth, falling coldly and ruthlessly.

On the other side, when these behemoths hit the ground hard.

The impact was like a mountain falling apart, causing dust and gravel to fly everywhere it passed.

Many other strange beasts that were fleeing in panic also suffered from Chiyu.

They were instantly knocked over or even killed by the falling flying beast, and their lives ended abruptly in fear and pain.

In the sky, the endless needles of energy and blood are like stars, densely packed and countless.

Like a huge woven bloody wave, it swept over the sky and the earth with irresistible momentum and power.

Each Qi and Blood needle shone with a strange purple light, containing terrifying power that could destroy all life.

Flying like bees in the air, they swarm and attack, forming dense torrents that violently attack all living creatures.

In the realm of Daxia people, when I saw Lin Pingan showing great power like the God of War coming down to earth.

This scene, like thunder, was deeply imprinted in the hearts of every citizen.

At the same time, it also improved the atmosphere within the entire Daxia people's territory.

In an instant, it turned from silence to boiling, churning like boiling water.

In the 108 cities, every street and every corner is filled with a warm and exciting atmosphere.

In the streets and alleys, people rushed to tell each other, and their excitement was palpable.

The high-pitched shouts and screams came one after another, gathering into a majestic heat wave of people, sweeping through every inch of the land, impacting everyone's heart.

Whether it is a gray-haired old man, a child who is still childish, or even a young girl in her prime, as well as the nagging aunts.

At this moment, everyone's faces were red, and their eyes were shining with excitement and pride.

Some clenched their fists, or waved the apron or broom in their hands, expressing their inner surging emotions in various ways.

I also try my best to share this indescribable excitement with the people around me.

Ahhh! The patron saint is so handsome! I want to give birth to a monkey for you!

Kill, kill, kill! Kill all those damn beasts!

Great! Daxia is saved!

As expected of a patron saint, he is so powerful. With a wave of his hand, he can easily suppress the Dragon God and kill hundreds of millions of strange beasts...

Long live Daxia...long live the patron saint...

I really wish I could watch such a shocking scene live, but it's such a pity.

I know, this is a trick from the Sunflower Collection!

How is it possible? That skill requires cutting... hiss... no way! It's terrifying to think about it! Is this the reason why the patron saint lives alone and has never been rumored to have any scandals?

Hush! No words! Be careful of being taken away by the Sunflower Sect to practice the Sunflower Book!

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On the other side, Lin Ping'an didn't know that his reputation had been persecuted.

Of course, maybe even if you really know, you won't care.

At most, there are more practitioners of the Sunflower Collection technique.

On the battlefield, the Daxia warriors were also looking at this scene in shock.

Among them, there was a ninth-grade strongman who was wearing a red robe and had injuries on his body. He looked extremely strange, with worship and admiration in his eyes.

It seems that Lin Pingan, who is showing off his power in the sky, is his belief in all living beings.

The three giants of Daxia also secretly gathered together and secretly communicated carefully with their mental power.

You said... that person wouldn't really... cut it off!

Shh! Be careful what you say! Don't get us in trouble!

So what? Don't forget! He also created the Evil Demon's Immortal Body technique.

Hiss, hiss... wait... This makes it even more suspicious. A severed limb is reborn, cut off first and then grown back? Is this the reason for the creation of the Evil Immortal Body?

Horrible! So terrible!

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Deep in that herd of alien beasts.

Those usually powerful beast kings, beast emperors, and even legendary beast god-level beings.

At this moment, everyone was silently using secret techniques to take advantage of the moment when Lin Pingan's attention was diverted.

After breaking through the space barrier, he plunged into the vast void.

It was like a shooting star streaking across the sky, running wildly in all directions.

Faced with this critical moment of life and death, they chose survival and continuation.

After all, in this world where strength is respected, as long as you have strong power.

No matter where you are, you can find a world of your own.

Even if you escape, you will still become a pawn of the top race and become cannon fodder on the battlefield.

That is also a high-level cannon fodder, able to find a place in the bloody storm and enjoy corresponding status and respect.

However, if you stay and face that terrifying human race, there will only be one outcome.

That is to be driven out and killed.

For Lin Pingan, this battlefield is undoubtedly an extremely precious treasure house.

Each of those high-level exotic beasts is like a gift bag inlaid with countless treasures.

Once he misses or misses any of them, he will feel unspeakable regret and heartache deep in his heart.

These strange beasts not only have blood and spiritual power that can be absorbed, but they also have blood inheritance, memory and knowledge that can be stripped away.

It is one of the most important resources on his spiritual journey.

The moment he appeared, Lin Ping'an's spiritual power surged out like a tide.

It instantly condensed into an invisible realm and spread silently.

Like a majestic dragnet, it instantly covers an area of ​​tens of millions of miles.

Under the coverage of this spiritual field.

Whether they are lurking in the depths of the dense forest or soaring in the sky, there is no way to hide them.

Lin Ping'an quietly marks all high-level exotic beasts above the Beast King level with a unique and exquisite spiritual imprint.

At that time, the mental power was like an invisible tentacle, penetrating through layers of space barriers and directly penetrating into the mental space of those alien beasts.

Like claws in the snow and mud, leaving a unique mark without revealing any trace.

The whole process is both mysterious and mysterious.

Even the marked beasts themselves were not aware of this visit from the spiritual level.