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

Amid the praise, a hint of arrogance appeared on the face of the ninth-grade powerhouse Yuwen Tianlong. He touched his white beard with pride and spoke again. ♡♢

"Well! Those guys have been locked by my spiritual power, there is no way they can escape from my grasp! Let's go! Go and have a look!"

"How dare a few sixth-grade people dare to play tricks here! If it hadn't been useful, I would have killed them by swatting them!"

After hearing this, other members of the exploration team also joined in and laughed and taunted the warriors of Daxia's hunting team.

"The elder is right! If you dare to be dishonest in the face of Lord Yuwen, you are really asking for your own death!"

"Yes! That guy just now was full of lies! How about a sixth-grade quasi-grandmaster with tens of billions and a patron saint who suppresses the dragon god with one hand? It's really ridiculous. Even if he is making up lies, you have to use your brain!"

"It's so sad that you have come so far to play tricks and tell such false lies!"

"..."

In fact, they didn't believe the words of the hunting team warriors at all.

In particular, Lin Ping'an manipulated the Dragon God and suppressed more than a dozen beast gods at will, spreading a light film of hundreds of millions of miles.

This statement is simply ridiculous and extremely twisted to the point of waiting for me.

There is also a Tiandao network that sells exercises and communicates remotely... it's even more nonsense.

They, who are from the main line of the human race, have never heard of such magical things. How can a group of branch indigenous people have it?

He was probably being arrogant again and exaggerating something that he had no knowledge of.

Such a branch of the human race with little knowledge, these geniuses from the main human race, know too much.

On the other side, the leader Yuwen Tianlong had some doubts in his mind.

Because, during the inquiry just now, he found no trace of deception on the part of the natives.

But to say that it is all true, Yuwen Tianlong absolutely cannot believe it.

If you don't have it as the main vein, why should a group of branch ants have it?

Are they worthy?

As the exploration team goes deeper and deeper, time passes quietly like sand in an hourglass.

With the increasing frequency of encountering hunting teams.

The arrogance and ridicule on the faces of those geniuses at first was gradually replaced by shock and confusion, until finally it turned into silence.

"Another team at the peak of level six?"

The leading ninth-grade expert Yuwen Tianlong frowned, muttering secretly in his heart, his eyes constantly changing.

The team members he led also exclaimed in exclamation.

"Ten teams, fifty teams... there are actually one hundred teams now. Why are the cultivation levels of the Daxia monks I met reached at least the sixth level?"

This incredible phenomenon made everyone feel heavy and depressed, making them unable to breathe.

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

In the team, a prodigy held the weapon tightly in his hand, and the blade of the sword shimmered, reflecting his struggling face, and he murmured to himself, with a hint of crying.

"I have been training hard for twenty-five years and have gone through countless hardships of life and death before I can break through to the sixth level! Why? How on earth can they have such great strength?"

Not far away, other geniuses also had a slight mental breakdown.

To put it simply, some defenses are broken.

I thought that reaching the sixth level at this age would already be a genius, but when I arrived at another place, I found that I had become mediocre.

Anyone you meet is stronger than them.

What kind of genius is this?

It’s just a joke!

However, they still don't know that when they enter the Great Xia human realm, there will be even more collapse waiting for them!

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The uncles on the roadside and the aunties dancing in the square might be able to beat these talented warriors from the main human race with ease.

After all, when it comes to martial arts alone, all Daxia warriors are able to leapfrog and fight.

A few days later.

The third line of defense guarded the outside of the city and ushered in waves of teams with slightly different costumes.

After entering the city, the only expression on their faces was numbness.

Numb!

Completely numb!

Inside and outside the entire city, there are mountains and plains everywhere. Everywhere you can see is at least a sixth-grade peak warrior.

Describe it in one sentence.

A seventh-grade master can walk all over the place, an eighth-grade grandmaster is no better than a dog, and only a ninth-grade master can tremble a little.

At this moment, even the ninth-grade powerhouse Yuwen Tianlong, who is in a high position.

That rock-hard heart also trembled violently in an instant, as if it had encountered an unstoppable storm.

The divine weapon held tightly in his hand reflected his horrified face, and his eyes shone with unbelievable light.

His eyes penetrated the night, staring at the majestic and magnificent garrison city ahead.

At this moment, there was a heart-stopping majestic atmosphere permeating the place.

Dozens of auras of ninth-grade experts, as dazzling as the stars in the dark night, are emerging from all over the city, impacting the originally firm determination like a torrent.

At this moment, the facial muscles of the ninth-grade powerhouse Yuwen Tianlong twitched uncontrollably.

The stern expression that once stood proudly in the world and towered over all living beings is now gone, replaced by deep shock and awe.

In his eyes, there was the pride and arrogance of the past.

In an instant, he was mercilessly crushed and turned into powder and scattered in the wind.

Daxia's heritage and strength have far exceeded his imagination.

This realization was like a heavy hammer, hitting Yuwen Tianlong's heart hard, forcing him to re-examine his contempt and contempt for Daxia.

At this moment, he even began to doubt whether the team he led really had the ability and qualifications to make any waves in this land.

There is also the so-called patron saint of Daxia who suppresses the supreme dragon god of the dragon clan with one hand. Although it sounds absurd, it is almost mythical.

But at this moment, I dare not laugh at its authenticity easily.

The ninth-grade powerhouse Yuwen Tianlong took a deep breath, restrained all his arrogance, and carefully suppressed the impulse in his heart.

If that were true, any wild thought might attract Lin Ping'an, the extremely terrifying patron saint of Daxia.

Thus, pushing everyone into the abyss of eternal destruction.

From this moment on, putting your tail between your legs and being a human being is what these members of the exploration team must do.

At the same time, other exploration teams from different main human family sects also made similar choices.

No matter how much they didn't believe it, when they saw the millions of sixth-grade quasi-grandmasters and the terrifying auras all over the city, they all lowered their heads and chose to stay in bed.

In Daxia Realm, in Villa No. 1 of the Academy, Lin Pingan is still undergoing transformation.

Somehow, he seemed to sense some fluctuations in the causal line, but he didn't pay too much attention to it.

Throughout Daxia, there were too many warriors who were thinking about Lin Ping'an.

If you don't mention it specifically, or if you have strong evil thoughts in your heart, you won't pay special attention at all.

Of course, if Lin Ping'an pays attention to him, he should be prepared to be ignored by the Nine Silent Clans!

After all, from beginning to end, he has never been a good person, let alone the patron saint of Daxia who cares about all living beings in the world.