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

In the boundless sky, Lin Pingan was suspended in mid-air like an immortal statue.

The figure blends into the clouds in the sky, and the aura of carrying the sky on its back is awe-inspiring.

The deep gaze is like the reflection of the stars, passing through the layers of clouds and mists, looking at the distant horizon, seeming to be looking for some unspeakable secret.

With Lin Ping'an's thoughts, the spiritual field fully expanded under his control, like a huge picture scroll slowly opening under his feet.

At this moment, it seemed that he and the vast spiritual ocean were the only ones left in the world.

His will is the master of this field, and invisible power surges quietly in the air.

In an instant, the spiritual tentacles had touched every corner of the Great Xia Empire.

The vast land, bustling cities, quiet villages, and even secret places hidden from the world are all within the range of perception.

Wisps of spiritual power formed a fine network, and in the blink of an eye, they spread silently to every possible gap, omnipresent and omnipresent.

Those small secret realms of sects that are attached to various parts of the human world are also presented in his spiritual vision.

They are like stars in the dark night, either shining faintly or brightly, each carrying their own secrets and legends.

Seeing this scene, Lin Pingan's eyes seemed to be lit up by endless starlight, deep and bright.

Deep in his eyes, there was a flash of color, which was the devouring desire for the unknown secret realm.

At this moment, an imperceptible smile appeared on his face.

His lips moved slightly, as if he was whispering to the air, or silently announcing to himself from the bottom of his heart.

"found it!"

Although these words were as light as a whisper, they seemed to contain overwhelming power.

The moment echoed in the silent space, like a heavy hammer hitting every corner.

The moment the words fell, Lin Pingan's figure instantly broke through the layers of space barriers.

In an instant, he appeared at the coordinates of the brightest little secret realm.

At this moment, the law of space seemed to turn into an invisible key in his hands, controlling the opening and closing of dimensions at will.

Stretch out your white and jade-like palms and gently stir the laws of space, just like ripples on a calm lake.

In an instant, a blue space tunnel quietly opened in front of him.

The tunnel is filled with light, mysterious and charming, like a portal to another world.

Facing the blue tunnel that suddenly opened, Lin Pingan walked in calmly without any hesitation.

But in the breath before entering, he seemed to remember something, and a few traces of mental power silently sent out the same message.

Then, as if all worries were solved in advance, the pace became more relaxed and comfortable.

at the same time.

Daxia Martial Arts Association headquarters, top floor office.

Zhang Zheng, who was dealing with complicated things with a grimace, suddenly his eyes widened and he spoke to himself in shock.

"What? Again?"

"Damn! Whatever you're afraid of will come to you!"

"Can't that man just relax a little longer? Don't you think I'm busy enough?"

"No! We need to call them back quickly! Otherwise, something will really happen..."

Just when Zhang Zhenggang was about to make a decision, two spatial fluctuations appeared.

The next moment, the other two people he was thinking about, Qin Hai and Feng Wu, also walked out of the void.

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The three of them looked at each other, and they all guessed something.

"You also received the message!"

"That's right! It seems you are too!"

"It can be received by all races on the battlefield, that one is really unfathomable!"

"Okay! Don't think about anything else! The purpose of notifying us is to deal with the aftermath! Let's start taking action!"

"Haha! What kind of aftermath? Rather than dealing with the aftermath, it's better to wipe his ass! It's really confusing to bother us when something comes out. It's too confusing!"

"Be careful what you say! Don't talk about it! Any malicious intent can be sensed! If you are provoked, we will not be able to avenge you!"

"Okay! It would be nice to be informed! With more secret realm humans as supplements, Daxia's overall strength will become stronger!"

"..."

After a dozen breaths, the simple plan was discussed.

Immediately afterwards, the entire Daxia Martial Arts Association, education department, and various legions received the order immediately.

After a while, the civilization machine called Daxia started to move.

At the same time, Lin Ping'an had already passed through the space tunnel and entered the small secret area he chose.

Standing alone in the air, the realm of spiritual power unfolds.

In an instant, everything here was within his perception.

The small secret area is like a fairyland outside the world, with mountains and mountains everywhere.

The majestic and steep mountains are like a majestic three-dimensional picture between heaven and earth.

Among these mountains, the sect buildings occupying this small secret realm are majestic and majestic. They are built against the mountains and stand beside the water.

Those simple and solemn palaces and buildings are all made of thousands of years of cold iron. Time has carved deep traces on their surfaces, making them even more vicissitudes and mysterious.

The palace's cornices and corners are resplendent with carved beams and painted pillars, all showing the profound heritage of the sect;

The towering pavilions reach into the clouds and stand in the sky, just like the heavenly palace descending to the mortal world.

Every brick, tile, wood and stone seems to contain endless historical heritage, witnessing the rise and fall of the sect for thousands of years.

In addition, there are the low-level government servants who carry water and chop firewood, the sect disciples who practice swords and martial arts, the sect elders with white beards, the leader who is calm and powerful, and the supreme elder who retreats in the back mountain.

Everything is in perception.

Regarding these, Lin Ping'an did not hesitate or waste any time to pay attention to them.

His eyes shone with determination and calmness, as if everything was under control, without any ups and downs.

A figure as calm as a mountain stood at the core of the small secret realm, and an invisible pressure quietly spread out from his body, as cold as thousand-year-old ice, and as majestic as the wind and waves.

This coercion did not erupt suddenly, but gradually increased like a tide.

It swept away in all directions layer by layer, until it covered every inch of land and every wisp of air in the entire small secret realm.

Under this pressure, the vegetation in the small secret realm bowed its head, and the rocks trembled.

Whether it is the disciples or elders in the sect's forces, the supreme elders, or the indigenous people in the Little Secret Territory.

Everyone felt the boundless pressure in an instant, and were suppressed to the ground, unable to move at all.

The whole world seemed to be frozen in this moment, with only Lin Ping'an's breath swirling mightily in this space, suppressing everything.

The next moment, indifferent words resounded in the minds of all living beings and flowed into their consciousness.