Create The Demon Dao Technique, And All Races Will Call It Evil! - Chapter 470

c470 Kill them all, massacre their clans and wipe out their families, a race

Chapter 470: Kill them all, exterminate the whole clan, a race should be on the road in an orderly manner.

Of course, in Lin Ping’an’s unique and mysterious little world inside his body, there was a sense of emptiness and loneliness, as if it was independent of the world.

There were no traces of any other living creatures here. The only thing that could be seen were the scattered bones of various animals.

A few breaths of time passed quietly, and the violent blood dance energy, under the blazing and sacred light of the virtual sun, began a silent transformation.

The powerful energy contained in it was absorbed into the virtual sun as if it was inspired.

Every drop of energy was carefully analyzed and smelted until it was completely absorbed.

The whole process was like morning dew meeting the sun, evaporating in an instant.

Only a faint aftertaste in the air was left, indicating the magnificent feast just now.

Under Lin Ping’an’s unparalleled power, the completely crushed secret realm of alien beasts was like a broken painting.

Among them, almost all the slaughtered alien beasts belonged to the same race.

Except for some powerful and pure-blooded alien beasts, they still had some value.

Other ordinary alien beasts were left with only the fate of being refined.

Under the catalysis of powerful forces, their life essence gradually transformed into basic energy, which was deep and heavy.

Like the purest nutrients between heaven and earth, it is an important cornerstone for building and strengthening the growth and foundation of the small world.

Today, the fate of this once glorious race has been ruthlessly pushed into the abyss of decline.

The secret place in the rear, the most important secret realm that carries the wisdom and hope of the race, was completely destroyed by Lin Ping’an.

This is not only the loss of material resources, but also the rupture of spiritual sustenance and the foundation of ethnic culture.

The secret realm that was once regarded as the cradle of the race is now empty.

The flourishing trees of life withered, the brilliant spiritual springs dried up, and everything that symbolized the glory of the race disappeared.

All this revealed the grim reality facing this race.

They had lost the precious opportunity to strive for progress in the mountain and sea world where thousands of races stood side by side and fiercely competitive.

On the stage of racial confrontation, they could no longer show their former vitality and style.

They could only grope hard in the endless darkness, looking for the ray of light that might be reborn.

And this process was undoubtedly long and difficult.

The future, like a wasteland shrouded in haze, was full of unknowns and challenges.

A moment later, in the depths of the vast mountain and sea world, an unprecedented major crisis quietly spread.

Those powerful beasts who had gone out and were extremely powerful in the destroyed race seemed to be pulled by an invisible force.

They rushed back from all directions and rushed towards the entrance of the small secret realm where their own race had been for generations.

These beasts were covered in colorful scales and rushed around.

Crossing the mountains and ridges shrouded in clouds and mist, and passing through the turbulent blue sea abyss, just for the responsibility and mission that comes from the depths of their blood.

However, when these powerful beast warriors finally broke through the obstacles, reached their goal, and tried to escape into the secret realm through a special passage in the void.

The scene in front of them instantly shocked them.

The entrance to the secret realm that should have stood in the chaos and nothingness disappeared without a trace at this moment.

It was as if it had never existed in this world.

This sudden change made these beast warriors who usually looked down on the crowd stunned at first, as if they were stunned by a bolt from the blue.

Then, an uncontrollable rage erupted like a volcano.

The next moment, they all looked up to the sky and roared deafeningly, venting their anger and unwillingness.

“Roar! Damn it! Who is it?”

“Ahhhhh! Fight to the death! Fight to the death! Kill!”

“Roar! Roar! Roar! Kill, kill, kill!”

“…”

However, after the anger, what followed was deep fear and wailing.

Looking around at the empty void, the fear of losing the foundation and shelter was as piercing as ice.

These normally majestic beast masters couldn’t help but tremble, emitting waves of sad and helpless wails.

“Woo woo woo… Damn it… It’s really a crime of death!”

“Home…home is gone!”

“Who did it? I will kill him!”

“…”

Unfortunately, no one responded!

At the same time, on the other side, Lin Ping’an was not satisfied with the initial blow, nor did he mean to give up.

Since he had said that he would exterminate the race, he must let the entire race die neatly.

After a breath, he took a deep breath, and his eyes flashed with determination and coldness.

It was as if a ruthless judge who controlled fate was about to announce the death of a race.

He raised his slender fingers and lightly tapped the air with his fingertips.

At this moment, the time around him seemed to freeze, and an invisible force began to gather quietly.

With the movement, causal lines as thin as spider silk and as dense as the stars gradually emerged from the void.

Like a web of interwoven fate, it connected the different alien beast races.

Those causal lines were sometimes as bright as stars and sometimes as dark as the abyss.

One more tap.

A thick causal line that symbolized the rise and fall, honor and disgrace of a certain alien beast race quietly emerged in the front.

At this moment, this main causal line has faded, like the glory that is about to disappear under the setting sun.

On the main line, countless branches are densely branched out.

Like meteors in the brilliant galaxy, each carrying the fate and hope of an individual.

However, in this huge network of fate, 99% of the forked lines have come to an end and disappeared silently in the vast space and time.

In addition, those branch causal lines that have not yet ended represent the extinguished embers.

They are also the last remnants of the alien beast race.

The thickness and thickness of each branch causal line are closely related to the strength and foundation of the related alien beast.

The more majestic the line is, the more powerful the alien beast it symbolizes is.

At the same time, such a causal line is like a lone boat in a storm, difficult to control, and even more difficult to be affected and controlled by external factors.

However, in Lin Ping’an’s eyes, all these so-called difficulties and challenges seem insignificant.

His extraordinary strength has long surpassed the scope of secular cognition and exceeded everyone’s imagination.

His mastery and application of the law have reached a level that makes all beings marvel.

For Lin Pingan, playing with these cause and effect lines is like a child playing in the water or a painter painting.

No matter how complicated and difficult the cause and effect entanglement is, it can be easily unraveled in his hands, and he can weave different chapters of fate with ease.