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

Chapter 47: The four seas breathe, the beast god flees, and the terrifying demon god Lin Ping'an.

At that moment, as if time was stretched to eternity, dozens of beast gods suffered devastating blows, each showing tragic scenes of flesh and blood flying, bones broken, and souls scattered.

The air was filled with a strong smell of rust and burnt flesh.

Accompanied by heart-rending wails, it is like a tragic elegy.

It echoed over this battlefield for a long time, making the whole scene look extremely desolate and tragic.

However, amid this chaos and despair, things were changing rapidly.

Those beast gods who were seriously injured or on the verge of death.

Rely on the remaining power in the body, or burn life to gain power.

Frantically tearing apart the surrounding space barriers, trying to break through the shackles between life and death.

The cracks in space are like hideous wounds, constantly opening and closing in the void.

Every vibration seems to show the persistence and tenacity of the beast gods.

They fled desperately, their figures shuttled through the broken space.

With scars and fatigue all over his body, he looked like he was crazy.

Like bolts of lightning piercing the sky, the figure flashed with bursts of sound piercing the air.

The speed of his escape was simply jaw-dropping.

At this moment, their hearts were filled with extreme panic and anxiety.

Every minute seems to be burning with life, as if just one step too late to escape will lead to a place of no return.

The gaze revealed by the huge beast eyes was also full of fear and determination, fearing to stay even for a moment longer.

Facing Lin Ping'an, who was like a demon, so terrifying that he couldn't see the limit.

These beasts can't even raise the slightest bit of resistance.

Because as long as there is a slight hesitation, all that awaits them is the fate of falling.

The previous arrogance, arrogance, contempt and other emotions suddenly collapsed and turned into panic and fear...

One second, damn ants.

The next second, my lord, spare my life.

On the other side, after Lin Ping'an threw that punch, he did not pursue the victory, but chose to stop temporarily.

At this moment, there was a cold contempt in his eyes, and a sneer quietly bloomed at the corner of his mouth,

Like a plum blossom under the cold winter ice, cold and aloof.

Raising his head slightly, his gaze penetrated the space and quietly scanned the fleeing giant figures like stars.

It seems to have condensed all the contempt and disdain in the world, but it also contains a kind of disregard for the enemy and confidence in oneself.

Although Lin Pingan did not choose to continue killing, everything was under control.

The blow just now, while severely injuring those beasts, had skillfully imprinted their mental power on them.

It is an invisible shackle. Once locked, it follows you like a shadow and cannot be broken away.

In fact, Lin Ping'an has always had a clear understanding of the beast gods trying to escape.

However, after leaving the mark of spiritual power, they are just prey targeted by hunters.

No matter how hard you struggle, it's all in vain.

It has long been in Lin Ping's pocket, and he can be easily captured no matter where and whenever he wants.

Therefore, there is no need to waste energy chasing after you, just wait for the time to come and everything will fall into place.

What's more, Lin Ping'an had a deep intuition that letting those beasts go this time might bring other surprises in the future.

at the same time.

In various void areas, the beast gods who were either seriously injured or on the verge of death were still escaping madly in a panic.

Figures galloped between the sky and the earth, fleeing in all directions with endless fear and despair.

Like a meteor streaking across the sky, it is unable to escape the invisible shadow behind it.

They tried their best, whether they were using teleportation techniques, using the power of the earth to escape underground, or even trying to cross space cracks...

All kinds of methods are used to escape from the existence like the god of death.

At this moment, the beast gods no longer had any distracting thoughts in their minds.

The ambitions and ambitions of the past, or the pride and dignity of the past, were all overwhelmed by this unforgettable fear.

The only thought that occupied his mind was how to escape Lin Pingan's pursuit and escape to a safe place far enough away that he could not reach.

They ran wildly in the void, trying to find a corner where they could hide their bodies and avoid this catastrophe of life and death.

Even if it is the end of the world that even he may not be able to find, as long as he can stay away from Lin Pingan, it is enough.

Of course, some of them, those beasts who had their trump cards in advance and had a good escape route, saved a lot of effort relatively speaking.

Unfortunately, they didn't know that Lin Ping'an was preparing to go fishing.

The bait is these seriously injured and dying beast gods.

But perhaps even if he knew it, he would not give up this glimmer of hope.

After all, it is better to live than die.

As long as life is still there, there is a chance for a comeback.

At this moment, in their hearts, as long as they can escape, they can slowly recover and heal over a long period of time.

With the passage of time, quietly accumulate every ounce of strength.

Lurking, relying on his tenacious vitality, he survived until the terrifying Lin Ping'an gradually aged and his life disappeared.

Then, he appeared proudly again.

Then, use terrorist methods to erase all traces of the other party's existence.

It will take another few hundred or thousands of years.

At that time, they, the beast gods, will still be supreme and will never be defeated.

At the same moment, deep in the bustling and majestic Daxia Academy, in the solemn and mysterious No. 1 Villa.

Lin Ping'an was sitting on the sofa calmly, and he flicked it casually.

Just like a painter waving a brush, he easily smoothed out the cracks in the space in front of him.

At this moment, the destruction in front of me seemed to be summoned by some magical power, and it was restored to its original state in an instant, with no trace of the previous brokenness.

The light in the villa flows around him, reflecting his indifferent expression.

After a breath, the invisible spiritual power was like an undercurrent.

In an instant, it spanned hundreds of millions of miles and swept across the entire Great Xia human realm and the area of ​​light film that had been impacted.

The spiritual power is vast and majestic, like a continuous spring rain, quietly nourishing every inch of space.

Within this vast area, whether it is the warriors of Daxia in the wild in the mountains or the ordinary people of Daxia on the streets of the city.

The mental strength that had just been damaged by the pressure of dozens of beast gods' gazes seemed to have experienced a timely baptism.

The scars healed quickly and vitality flourished.

The pain and distress disappeared without a trace, as if they had never happened.

All the human races belonging to Daxia felt a warm current rising from the bottom of their hearts, and their spirits were renewed as before.

These are Lin Ping'an's basic dishes, and they are also the leeks in the nursery.

A day's rest is a waste.

Although he does not necessarily need these training feedbacks, nor are they necessarily useful.

But it can’t be without.