The Beastmaster trembled and knelt on the ground, begging for mercy with humble mental power.

"Great God, I beg your forgiveness, I am willing to surrender, I am willing to be a mount......"

Perhaps, in the heart of this beast, becoming a mount is already the greatest punishment and humiliation for it.

When Lin Ping'an heard this, he felt that it was really ridiculous.

"Mounts? Do you deserve it too? ”

The words fell, and without saying a word, he punched out.

As a result, there were no waves.

With a loud sound of "boom~", the last remnant of the sin was instantly exploded, and the spiritual power was also erased.

The Nine Rank Beast King Chilian Tiger King fell on the spot.

The vision of the sky crying blood produced one more time, and the duration was increased by a part.

Lin Ping'an looked around, only to see the corpses of the giant beast kings all over the mountains, with monstrous blood and qi, soaring into the sky.

After this wave of slaughter, the civilization value in the system skyrocketed by nearly 2 million points, pushing the total civilization value to a recent high of 3.2 million.

Then, he selected some of the corpses of the beastmaster, filled the space ring, and left.

The parts that were picked up have only one advantage, and that is that they all taste good.

In addition, the rest of the part was thrown into the small world that opened up in the body when he broke through the ninth grade.

A normal nine-rank powerhouse, the small world in his body will definitely not be able to stuff so many behemoths hundreds of meters high.

But Lin Ping'an is different, his strength is compared with the normal nine products, he is simply a supermodel, and the space in his body is hundreds or even thousands of times larger.

These nearly fifty beast kings can also be put in all.

One corpse after another, landing in the small world out of thin air, the blood of the Nine Rank Beasts flowing, silently absorbing the energy of the land.

Because of these nourishments, the small world is also slowly expanding outward, developing boundaries.

After a few moments, the corpses of these beastmasters were gone, and the place was left in ruins, and there was nothing left.

When Lin Ping'an collected it, he adhered to the principle of not wasting it, and even the land stained with the blood of Jiupin was stuffed into the small world.

After all, the space is big enough to fit in.

When leaving, the group of areas was more than ten meters shorter than the next one, and it became an environment similar to a depression.

It is believed that after a period of rainfall, a large lake will form here.

After completing the three-foot small achievement of digging the ground again, Lin Ping'an casually broke through the Five Heavens, silently escaped into the void, and left the depths of the battlefield of all races.

Once again, I returned to the Great Xia Academy, created new exercises, and continued to cultivate, this kind of two-point, unpretentious and unpretentious daily life.

And his bloody slaughter of more than 50 beast kings in a war had a huge ripple on the human race, all races, and all races.

It also caused the whole world to be surging because of this.

A few hours later, the powerhouses of the major forces of the Terran who came to investigate were the first to rush to the location of the battle fluctuation.

They looked at the cleared battlefield and the aura that could be perceived, and their faces became serious and solemn.

Looking up at the sky, the vision of the sky crying blood has not ended, and it is still appearing again and again.

I don't know if it was delayed, or because Lin Ping'an killed too quickly at that time.

In short, the corpses of more than fifty beast kings were already cold, and they were stuffed into his small world by Lin Ping'an as fertilizer, but the death vision was still going on.

Ready-made, except for all kinds of "hissing" gasps and cold air sounds, it is as silent as death.

After a long time, a strong man felt that he had contributed enough to the world's warming, and opened his mouth dryly.

"This ...... This...... What's going on here? The sky weeps blood! The Ninth Rank Beast King has fallen! But for now...... How many beast kings have died! ”

When the rest of the strong people heard this, they also let out all kinds of exclamations as if they had been opened into a chatterbox.

"Horror! It's horrible! ”

"Strong! Unspeakably strong! It was only a long time before the battle was over! ”

"Is it the power of our people? It's not like that! But it's the beastmasters who die! ”

"Eventful! What an eventful time! I don't think it's necessarily going to be better! ”

"Those beasts of all races won't put this all on our heads!"

"Maybe! The water is too deep! ”

"Go back and cultivate well, now that the nine grades have been killed like dogs, how can this happen? Huh! ”

“……”

As for the side of the alien beast, I don't know the news yet, or I don't know the specific news.

After all, the place where the battlefield of all races is connected to the territory of the human race is still in a relatively remote area, and it is too far away from the core.

Even if you can sense fluctuations, you won't be able to receive information for a while.

Of course, if those beast emperors appeared in person, they would indeed be able to rush to the scene as soon as possible.

But they are the supreme and even the pinnacle of countless races.

How could it be that because of some fluctuations, the poop rushed over to check the situation?

Don't lose face!

Like this, at most, a casual order, there will naturally be a beast king to take the initiative to contact, search, and find out the situation.

At that time, just wait for the debriefing.

Meanwhile.

Thousands of miles away, because of the slowest speed, the Scaly Turtle King, who fell last, looked at the more than a dozen strong breaths in the distance, as well as the constantly fluctuating vision of the sky crying blood.

Hurriedly twisted his body and fled in a different direction.

In its mind, there was only one thought left.

Escape...... This can no longer be mixed in, find a deep sea, hide for hundreds of years.

Anyway, the turtle clan has the longest lifespan, as long as all those terrifying beings are survived.

If you really can't do it, you will surrender directly, and the main thing is to save your life.

And the other side.

The breath of the turtle king is also perceived by the strong men of the human race.

When I found out that there was only this one, I was a little moved, and I used my mental power to communicate with each other.

"It's that old king! It's the only one, do you want to leave it entirely? ”

"Turtle Xuan? It's it! Never mind! The tortoise shell is hard, and it is too cumbersome to fight. ”

"Hmmm! I used to think I was fishing and paddling all the time! Didn't hurt the Terrans! I don't think it's a matter of ignoring it for now! ”

"Let it go! It's an eventful time, it's important to investigate this matter, and it's not easy to fight for the time being! ”

“……”

When the Terran powerhouse was communicating here, the Turtle King felt that his back was as cold as a thorn, and his movement speed was even faster by three points.

The instinct in the dark is telling it that if it is too late, it will change, and the farther it runs, the better......

It's best to run to a place where no one can find it.

A few hours later.

The major forces of the human race have gradually learned some of the situation.

More and more powerful people secretly appeared near the battlefield to check the situation.

Including the cave where Lin Ping'an broke through, it was also found and searched.

After all, it was about a supreme being who could slaughter more than fifty beast kings, so he had to be cautious and had to be careful.

For such a major event, these forces invariably chose to keep it secret, and no one went to the Internet to talk nonsense.

Waiting to see what happens is the best and the best choice.

On the other side, Daxia Academy, the outdoor area of Villa No. 1.

On a barbecue grill, Lin Ping'an was leisurely roasting, and the ingredients were all taken from a cow-shaped beast king.

The coercion emanating from it had been silently blocked by him, but the aroma still wafted out, and it couldn't be dispersed for a long time.

The trainees in several nearby villas knew what was going on as soon as they smelled it.

Angry and scolding, he left, ready to find a place to eat and soothe his stomach.

As for visiting the door, they are afraid that they will only eat a fist meal.

(End of chapter)