Of course, in Lin Ping'an's unique and mysterious small inner world, there is an ethereal and lonely, as if it is independent of the world.

There were no traces of any other creatures here, and the only thing that could be seen was the fragments of the bones of alien beasts scattered all over the place and in different shapes.

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

The powerful energy contained in it, as if it had been inspired, was sucked into the virtual day.

Every drop of energy is meticulously dissected, smelted, and finally completely absorbed.

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

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

Under Lin Ping'an's powerful and incomparable power, the secret realm of alien beasts that was completely crushed was like a broken picture.

Among them, almost all of the exotic beasts that were slaughtered belonged to the same race.

In addition to a few powerful and pure blood-based beasts, there is also some value.

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

Their life essence is catalyzed by powerful power, and gradually transformed into basic energy, which is deep and heavy.

Like the purest nourishment between heaven and earth, it is an important cornerstone for building and strengthening the growth and heritage of a 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, which carried the wisdom and hope of the race, was also the most important secret realm, which 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, which was once regarded as the cradle of the race, is now empty.

The flourishing tree of life withered and withered, the brilliant spiritual spring dried up, and everything that symbolized the glory of the race was gone.

All this reveals the grim reality facing this race.

They have lost their precious opportunity to forge ahead in the fiercely competitive mountain and sea realms of all races.

On the stage of racial duel, it is no longer possible to show the vitality and style of the past.

can only grope in the endless darkness, looking for the dawn of possible rebirth.

And this process is undoubtedly long and arduous.

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

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

Those who were destroyed by the superior strength of the alien beasts seemed to be tugging at their heartstrings by an invisible force.

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

These brutes, clad in colorful scales, are on a rampage.

Through the cloud-shrouded mountains, swept through the turbulent blue sea abyss, just for the responsibility and mission that comes from the depths of the blood.

However, when these powerful beast powerhouses finally broke through the barriers, reached the target, and tried to escape into the secret realm through the special passage in the void.

The scene in front of them instantly shocked them.

I saw that the entrance to the secret realm, which was supposed to stand in the chaotic void, disappeared without a trace at this moment.

It's as if it never existed in this world.

This sudden change made these strange beast powerhouses who were usually proud of the group stunned at first, like a thunderbolt on a sunny day.

Immediately after, an irrepressible rage erupted like a volcano.

In the next moment, they all raised their heads to the sky and let out a deafening roar, venting their anger and unwillingness in their hearts.

"Roar! Damn it! Who the hell is it? ”

"Ahhhh Never die! Never die! Kill! ”

"Roar! Roar! Roar! Kill, kill, kill! ”

“……”

However, after the anger, a deep panic and wail followed.

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

Let these usually majestic beast powerhouses also tremble, letting out bursts of sad and helpless wails.

"Woooooooo.........oo Damn it...... What a sin deserves death! ”

"Home...... Home is gone! ”

"Who did it? I will kill them! ”

“……”

Unfortunately, no one responded!

At the same time, on the other side, Lin Ping'an was not satisfied with the initial blow, and he had no intention of giving up.

Since it was said that the extermination of the race would be carried out, then the entire race must be ordered to die neatly.

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

It is as if a merciless judge of fate is about to pronounce the death of a race.

Raise your slender fingers and tap your fingertips in the void.

At this moment, the surrounding time seemed to freeze, and an invisible force began to quietly converge.

With the action, the threads of cause and effect, as thin as spider silk and as dense as a galaxy, gradually emerged from nothingness.

It is like an intertwined web of fate, connecting the different alien beast races.

Those causal lines are sometimes as bright as the stars, sometimes as dark as the abyss.

Again, a little bit.

A thick causal line that symbolizes the rise and fall of a certain alien beast race has quietly emerged at the forefront.

At this moment, this main causal line has been eclipsed, like a glorious spark that is about to fade under the sunset.

On the main line, there are countless forks in dense dispensing.

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

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

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

It was the last remnant of the alien beast race.

The thickness and shade of each branch causal line are closely related to the strength and heritage of the associated beasts.

The more majestic and strong the line, the more powerful the beast it symbolizes.

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

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

His otherworldly strength has long gone beyond the realm of worldly cognition and beyond everyone's imagination.

The degree of mastery and application of the law has reached the point where all beings are amazed.

For Lin Ping'an, playing with these causal lines is like a child playing in the water and a painter waving.

No matter how complex and difficult the causal entanglement is, it can be easily unraveled in his hands, and different chapters of fate can be woven with ease.

(End of chapter)