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

In a short period of time, the earth-shattering news swept through the main human race like a gust of wind.

The speed of its spread is jaw-dropping.

Whether it was a sect with a long history or a powerful family with a profound foundation, a storm was set off the moment the news came.

In that beautiful paradise of cave heaven, a terraced courtyard like a fairyland stands in it.

The majestic and spectacular hall is like a giant dragon entrenched, highlighting the extraordinary and nobility of this place.

At this moment, in the main hall, a group of heroes gathered together, gathering a group of warriors with terrifying auras and great power.

All of them were wearing battle armor, their eyes were as sharp as eagles, and their faces were cold and solemn.

The powerful force surrounding him almost broke through the shackles of the palace and soared into the sky.

After learning the news about Daxia, they had different reactions. Some were shocked and disbelieving; some were filled with indignation and cursed.

A sect elder with white beard and hair claps the table angrily as if his tail has been stepped on.

Holding the divine weapon tightly in his hand, he slapped the ground hard, making a dull echo, as if it struck everyone's heart.

"How unreasonable! A mere branch of the human race dares to secretly teach the Dharma to those ants and untouchables without the permission of the main line!"

"How audacious! How audacious!"

Angry shouts, like rolling thunder, echoed in the hall.

"The dignity of the human race cannot be desecrated. If this matter is not investigated thoroughly, how can we lose face!"

I don’t know what the majesty of the human race has to do with this.

Perhaps, he was simply afraid of Daxia's behavior of digging into the foundation of the sect's power.

If this is the case, the sect will cease to exist.

Not far away, another middle-aged martial arts expert exuding coercion had a gloomy face and a cold light in his eyes.

His fingers gently rubbed the long sword at his waist, and he growled.

"This is a battle of avenues."

"No matter who dares to do such a thing, he will kill the nine tribes as a warning to others!"

At the same time, on the frontiers of the main human race, there are even ancient sects hidden deep in small secret realms, and even those aristocratic families that remain hidden from the world.

At this moment, a similar scene is playing out.

Daxia in the intelligence seems to be an alien who betrays tradition and challenges authority.

In their view, the various reform strategies and subversive behaviors it promotes are tantamount to blatant provocation and trampling on the existing order of the main human race.

Those sects and aristocratic families whose main lineage is the human race uphold the world view of respecting the strong, believing that strength determines everything and status is forged by strength.

This is their belief and the basis for their survival.

In the past Daxia, this kind of thinking was once popular.

But with the emergence of Lin Pingan, a cheat-like existence, all forces that tried to challenge the new order with this concept were ruthlessly strangled in the cradle.

His existence is like an insurmountable mountain. Anyone who dares to resist will be ruthlessly suppressed with iron fists.

Those powerful men from sects who were once arrogant and arrogant.

He also paid the price of his life for his contempt, and has now been refined into bone residue, becoming part of Lin Ping'an's power.

Despite its reputation, it has not eliminated all careerists who have nostalgia and illusions about the old system.

But as long as Lin Ping'an is around, those guys who are lucky and ready to take action will not dare to raise their heads easily.

After all, those guys who dared to provoke and didn't know the heights of heaven and earth had been completely wiped out by a thunderous strike.

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His fierceness and determination were as clean and neat as a strong wind sweeping down fallen leaves, making people change their looks and feel in awe.

Although on the surface, Lin Pingan also upholds the law of the jungle that respects the strong.

But deep down in his heart, he had another unique insight.

To put it simply, in Lin Pingan's world, there is only one insurmountable existence except himself.

All other living beings can be regarded as equal in his eyes.

No matter they are ordinary people who are weak and weak, or they are grand masters who can carry the cauldron.

In his mind, they are just insignificant ants, and there is no need to carefully examine the high and low of them.

Being powerful allowed him to see through the nature of power and the insignificance of life.

In the face of all living beings, there is no prejudice or discrimination, only the indifference and equal treatment caused by the gap in strength.

This kind of Lin Ping'an not only has a suffocating sense of oppression, but also has an unworldly freedom and tolerance.

To put it simply, I am one person and all living beings are equal.

Regardless of whether he is strong or not, he is not as strong as him anyway.

Immediately afterwards, the major sects and aristocratic forces of the main human race quickly took action.

Like an elite army ready to go, they dispatched their own strong men with profound knowledge and galloped towards the place where the mysterious light film was.

In the firm eyes, the goal is extremely clear and unquestionable.

There is no need to speculate too much about the purpose of this trip.

That is to find the weakness of this billions of miles of light film and decipher the mystery of how it leaves.

After studying the escape route, then rush into it to bring order to the Daxia world that has fallen into chaos and restore the original order and justice.

In their hearts, the rise and fall of the human race always needs to rely on the leadership and guidance of these sects and families with profound wisdom that have accumulated over the years.

Any other existence that blocks this path will be regarded as an obstacle and must be completely eradicated with iron and blood.

Regarding the rumor that Lin Ping'an, the patron saint of Daxia, suppressed the Dragon God and more than a dozen beast gods, he casually laid down a billion-mile film of light.

Most powerful people sneered and didn't believe it at all.

No matter how powerful a being is, it would be difficult for him to accomplish such a heaven-defying feat. Those are just nonsense rumors.

Moreover, such shocking and outrageous bragging is coupled with the fact that someone has only practiced for two years.

There is no way to do this in daydreams.

He is simply making fools out of everyone.

Precisely for this reason, they were also prepared to give those intelligence officers a loving beating to comfort their humiliated IQs.

If you can't make up a lie that's more reliable, you're really looking for trouble.

On the other side, those who came back to report information were also sprayed bloody.

They were all asked to go deeper and get more information later.

Moreover, there are still some teams, and several strong men are sent here to follow them.

The people sent in front are not reliable enough, so find some reliable people to go in.

In short, they don't believe the outrageous information, or they are unwilling and dare not believe it.

If it were all true, wouldn't these sects and aristocratic families of the main human race become like grasshoppers after the fall, and they wouldn't be able to jump around for a few days at all!

Time flies like water, and years fly by, not to mention the horror and fear of the second batch of strong men who followed.

As a few days passed, Lin Ping'an's progress in creating new techniques was approaching completion.