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

The third level of quasi-grandmaster realm, within Daxia, there are as many great masters as dogs.

In the subsequent exploration of other secret places.

A disciple of the sect, facing Lin Ping'an, who was above him, clenched the long sword shining with cold light in his hand without fear.

At this moment, with determination burning in his eyes, he looked up to the sky and roared.

"Devil, kill me if you dare!"

The next moment, the air seemed to freeze, and there was a loud "collapse", like a bolt from the blue.

The opponent was instantly hit by a powerful force, and his body shattered like porcelain, turning into a cloud of blood mist that spread in the air and dyed the surrounding space red.

Immediately afterwards, another disciple stepped forward, the sect flag fluttering behind him, which seemed to symbolize his determination to defend the sect's honor to the death.

"I will live and die with the sect! Devil! Kill me if you dare..."

In this regard, before the disciple could finish his tragic words, Lin Ping'an chose to help him with an expressionless expression.

"Bang~"

The sect disciple also exploded into the secret realm in an instant, and his figure disappeared into the blood mist, leaving only loneliness and sadness.

"If you dare to compete with God... kill him, and me too! I swear to live and die with my sect!"

Another disciple stood up with a trembling voice. He looked a little unbearable, but in fact he was full of unyielding and pride.

However, he was met only by cruel fate.

"bump……"

Following a violent shock wave, the disciple of the Tianfeng Sect was shattered, but his last words still echoed in the secret realm.

"Long live Tianfeng Sect..."

After that, a famous sect disciple and even an elder stood up with an angry roar.

Exuding endless grief and indignation, they rushed towards the big devil in their hearts, ready to fight to the death for the faith in their hearts.

Faced with everything here, Lin Ping'an just glanced at it indifferently and made a judgment in a cold tone.

"A mantis trying to block a cart is underestimating his ability."

After the words fell.

"Bang bang bang..."

A series of explosions sounded like a death knell, and clouds of blood mist exploded in the secret realm. Each sound meant the death of a sect disciple.

One after another, they fulfilled their loyalty oath to the sect at the cost of their lives - "If you kill me, there will be others who will come after you..."

However, although the sacrifice was tragic, it was also exciting. It inspired the passion and fighting spirit in the hearts of those fellow disciples who had not yet fallen, and strengthened their belief in protecting the sect and resisting foreign enemies.

Unfortunately, the glimmer of hope that this act can win comes from Lin Ping'an's kindness.

As long as the other party agrees or feels emotional, it is possible to avoid the tragic ending of the sect's destruction.

It was obvious that the plan was not going to work out at all.

When it comes to Lin Ping'an's martial arts journey, any sign or possibility of obstruction will be ruthlessly destroyed by him.

Not to mention just a dozen sect disciples, even if the entire secret realm didn't cooperate or resisted, Lin Ping'an wouldn't mind annihilating everyone.

Before asking Daxia to resettle the natives of the Little Secret Realm, it was just to prevent the new leeks from going to waste, but to say how much they valued it, they really didn’t.

If these sect disciples are all stubborn, Lin Ping'an wouldn't mind playing with the nine tribes. Even if there are too few of the nine tribes, adding the tenth tribe is not a bad idea.

In this regard, it will subsequently devour other small secret realms.

Anyone who dared to attack him or yell at him would be crushed to death by Lin Ping'an.

kindness?

nonexistent!

Whoever wants to die will be sent to death.

Don't even think about having a chance to go to hell or the underworld. As long as you die, you will only end up with your soul scattered.

new

After a long time, Lin Ping'an successfully swallowed up all the small secret realms. From a certain perspective, this could be regarded as eliminating the hidden dangers of Daxia Sect.

At this moment, with my feet on the void, I am calming the power of the rioting rules while recalling the numbers of the small secret realm.

In total, there are a total of one hundred and eight small secret realms.

Among them, thirty-six are considered large, while the remaining seventy-two are relatively inferior.

Such a wonderful number, coupled with the related memories that have been obtained.

"Taishan Cave...Lushan Cave...Dongting Lake..."

This series of familiar names, like ancient spells, easily evokes Lin Pingan's memory.

The similarity in the names of the secret realms reminded him of the thirty-six caves and seventy-two blessed lands in Taoist legends.

It is a symbol of the abode of gods and goddesses among famous mountains and rivers. It is a fairyland place that mortals in the world yearn for.

There are one hundred and eight of them, all thirty-six small secret realms are of one level, and the remaining seventy-two small secret realms are of another level.

Putting it this way, could it be that...the small secret realms attached to Daxia are the blessed lands in ancient history?

No, it doesn't matter whether it is yes or no. Anyway, they were all taken away by Lin Ping'an and stuffed into the small world inside his body.

It is impossible to take it out and turn it into foundation and strength, which is the greatest use of these small secret realms.

at the same time.

Not only the strong men of Daxia are busy running around, but also the members of various martial arts associations and military warriors throughout Daxia cannot stop for a moment.

In those small secret realms, there are tens of millions of indigenous people at most, and as few as one or two million.

Overall, Daxia has added nearly one billion people to its base.

In addition, the geniuses of the sects in various secret realms also suffered fatal blows.

Originally, these geniuses from all walks of life, even in prison, still carried endless arrogance and sense of superiority.

His eyes showed contempt and conceit for this strange country.

However, when they actually stepped into Daxia City and took every step on the bluestone paved road, the condescending and arrogant atmosphere began to gradually dissipate.

The gazes of the geniuses wandered around the passers-by, and the aura they sensed was like a violent storm that impacted their bottom line of cognition.

One genius' eyes widened and he groaned in disbelief.

"This...how is this possible? Ordinary people here have such profound cultivation!"

He saw a child who looked to be only seven or eight years old, but the aura flowing out of his body was like an abyss, unfathomable, and completely beyond the scope of his imagination.

"Oh my god! That kid is only a little bit old, so why is his inner strength so much stronger than me, a genius who has been practicing for many years?"

Apart from being horrified, my heart was filled with doubts and frustration.

The other sect's genius looked pale, clasped his hands together, and murmured to himself.

"Oh God! Are the people here all demons? Their cultivation is so profound that it is suffocating. This kind of terrifying strength has simply overturned the world I imagined."

Under Lin Ping'an's tricks, the average strength of Daxia's people was between fifth and sixth grades.

This is a height that even the geniuses in many large sects cannot reach.

What is even more amazing is that the citizens of Daxia not only have solid basic cultivation, but also master many rare evil secret skills.

These unique skills allow them to demonstrate combat effectiveness far beyond ordinary people in actual combat.

They can easily crush those so-called "geniuses" with one hand, and it is not an exaggeration to compare them to weak chickens.