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

Chapter 388: Billions of Daxia mad dogs came out of their cages and fought their way into the depths of the battlefield of all races. ⁶⁹ˢʰᵘˣ.ᶜᵒᵐ

"Kill!...Kill!" The roar exploded over the battlefield like rolling thunder, carrying endless tragedy and determination.

A Daxia warrior, with eyes as firm as iron, chanted a war song.

His chest rose and fell violently, sweat and blood mixed together, shining with a dazzling light.

The weapon tightly held in the hand is either an alloy long sword filled with cold light, or a heavy alloy broadsword...

They were all flying and dancing among the alien beasts, each slash took away a life, and each blow was full of determination to defend to the death.

"Fight to the death! Fight to the death! We Daxia warriors have no fear of death!"

A heavily armored warrior leader roared, and the giant ax in his hand fell like a violent storm.

Wherever they went, strange beasts fell to the ground.

At the same time, his body was already scarlet.

"Kill these beasts! Leave no one alive! Die for me!"

Another warrior's eyes widened with anger, his fists were burning with raging flames of energy and blood, and he could destroy a strange beast with every attack.

The figure shuttled across the battlefield, as if transformed into the flame of revenge.

Burn yourself and illuminate the darkness.

As time goes by, the picture on the battlefield gradually unfolds, like a cruel and heroic historical scroll.

The scene of chaos all over the place came into view. Broken halberds, broken armor and heavy corpses were intertwined and piled up like mountains, forming tragic monuments.

The air was filled with a strong smell of rust and scarlet blood.

The fishy smell shot straight into the sky, as if it was about to penetrate the sky. Even the floating clouds were dyed a faint dark red by this rich smell.

It was as if the sky was also saturated with the tragic colors of this battle, looking particularly depressing and solemn.

However, on this battlefield that seemed to swallow up all life, the morale of Daxia warriors did not decrease at all.

Their eyes were as firm as a torch, and their brows showed fearlessness and tenacity.

Every swing of the sword and every draw of the gun are full of strength and determination.

The shouts were like thunder at dawn, shocking and stirring between heaven and earth, and also demonstrated their unyielding determination.

The battles on every projection were so similar. As the battle began to heat up, some warriors began to tragically fall.

Even if the battle is orderly and takes turns to rest and block attacks, accidents still happen from time to time.

In battle, no matter what the situation, it may appear.

Even if they are crushed by combat power, there are simply too many alien beasts.

In the Daxia Realm, countless people saw this slightly tragic scene, as if they were fighting alone.

Many people were so angry that they found weapons and set off without saying a word.

The Daxia human race has tens of billions, can they still be bullied by alien beasts?

It finally started to prosper, but now those damn beasts want to destroy everything.

No!

Definitely not agree!

Anyone who dares to destroy the peaceful environment of Daxia is a mortal enemy and must be destroyed.

Relatively speaking, the people of Daxia, who had been fearful and fighting for hundreds of years, and finally experienced peace and prosperity, regarded peace as a countermeasure more than anyone else.

Mere beasts, just kill them!

Ten...one hundred...one hundred thousand...one million...one billion...

Daxia Kingdom, a country that carries the dreams and glory of hundreds of millions of people.

In this turbulent but passionate moment, unprecedented unity and determination were displayed.

Among those one hundred and eight majestic cities.

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Whether it is the bustling main street or the deep and secluded alleys, everything is filled with a nervous and determined atmosphere at this moment.

In the streets and alleys, the people of Daxia were holding various weapons, with firm eyes and quick steps, as if every step was the key to life and death.

And their goal is naturally self-evident.

Space tunnels near their respective cities.

At the same time, it is also the only way to the battlefield of all races.

Looking down at the whole of Daxia from a high altitude, the picture is extremely majestic and shocking, like a majestic painting.

Countless people from Great Xia were densely packed, swarming towards their respective goals in an orderly manner like ants moving.

Although his figure is small, he exudes an unyielding strength.

Like the gathering of stars and rivers, and the towering mountains.

And on that distant battlefield of all races, a magnificent battle is about to begin.

Billions or even tens of billions of Daxia people with an average level of sixth-grade quasi-grandmaster cultivation are about to sweep everything away like a mad dog out of its cage.

Nowadays, the fortress group with three defensive lines as the core stands like an iron wall and a copper wall on the endless battlefield of all races.

The vast area spanning tens of millions of miles is full of flames, every inch of soil is soaked in the breath of battle, and every sky is filled with the smell of gunpowder smoke.

Fires of war were raging everywhere in cities, passes, forests and even wilderness.

The fierce battle was in full swing, and the beacon fire and smoke shot straight into the sky, like angry dragons, roaring and roaring in the sky.

The shouting and killing sounds were deafening, penetrating the sky like thunder and thunder, dyeing the originally peaceful and deep space into blood red.

It seems that the world is also mourning for those lives that died heroically.

On the battlefield, swords and swords flickered, and the blood of the warriors spilled onto the earth, turning into a magnificent and poignant elegy.

Every moment, heroic warriors fell down from exhaustion while slaughtering alien beasts, and countless alien beasts also fell.

The whole world seemed to be enveloped by the torrent of war sweeping the world.

at the same time.

In the forefront area of ​​the battlefield, Lin quietly watched everything.

When the people of Daxia came out in great numbers and rushed to the battlefield, preparing to sweep everything away, he couldn't help but smile slightly at the corner of his mouth.

"Not bad! Not bad! Those skills that were once created and released were not wasted!"

"Martial warriors! Warriors who don't fight! They're just waste of energy and blood!"

"Let me take a good look at how far you can go."

For Lin Pingan, who regards this super beast wave, which can be called a genocide crisis, as a test.

The people of Daxia did not disappoint him with their choice this time.

If those being protected have power, but still dare not come forward, they will only shrink into a human realm.

Lin Ping'an would only think that those rubbish were not worthy of practicing the skills he created.

They even said that some of them insulted those skills.

At that time, the best thing may be to stand aside and wait for the destruction of Daxia.

Because those people don’t deserve to be saved, and they don’t deserve to live.

Even in Lin Ping'an's eyes, those people who practice Kung Fu are nothing more than leeks.

But he also prefers wild leeks.

The kind of existence that dares to rise up and has initiative will bring him surprise and inspiration.

It is lifeless and can only survive, it is just a weed.

Whether it is cultivation value or other values, they are almost nothing.