At that moment, as if time had been stretched to eternity, dozens of beast gods suffered devastating blows, each showing a tragic picture of flesh and blood, bones and souls.

The air was filled with the smell of rust and burnt flesh.

Accompanied by a heart-rending wail, it is like a tragic elegy.

It echoed over this battlefield for a long time, making the whole scene seem extremely bleak and tragic.

However, in this midst of chaos and despair, things change in an instant.

Those beast gods who were originally hit hard, or on the verge of death.

Gain strength by relying on the remaining strength in your body, or by burning your life.

Franticly tearing through the spatial barriers around him, trying to break through the shackles between life and death.

The spatial cracks were like hideous wounds, constantly opening and closing in the void.

Every vibration seems to show the persistence and tenacity of the beast gods to life.

They fled desperately, their figures shuttling through the shattered space.

Covered in scars and exhaustion, he looked like crazy.

It was like lightning piercing the sky, and the figure flickered with a burst of sound of breaking the air.

The speed with which it fled was simply jaw-dropping.

At this moment, their hearts were filled with extreme panic and anxiety.

Every minute seems to be burning with life, as if you only need to escape one step too late, you will fall into a place of no return.

In the eyes revealed by the huge beast pupils, they were also full of panic and determination, lest they stay even for a moment.

Facing Lin Ping'an, who is like a demon god, he is so terrifying that he can't see the limit.

These brutes can't afford to resist at all.

Because if there is a little hesitation, all that awaits them is the fate of the fall.

The previous emotions of arrogance, arrogance, contempt, etc., collapsed in an instant, and all turned into panic and fear......

A second ago, damn ants.

One second later, the adult spared his life.

On the other side, after Lin Ping'an threw that punch, he did not take advantage of the victory to pursue, but chose to temporarily stop.

At this moment, there was a cold contempt in his eyes, and a sneer quietly bloomed at the corner of his mouth,

Like a proud plum under the cold ice in winter, cold and lonely.

Raising his head slightly, his gaze penetrated the heavy space, quietly scanning the huge figures fleeing like stars.

It seems to condense all the contempt and disdain in the world, but it is full of a kind of disregard for the enemy and confidence in oneself.

Although Lin Ping'an did not choose to continue killing, everything was under control.

The blow just now, while severely hurting those beasts, had already skillfully imprinted the spiritual power on the other party.

It is an invisible shackle that, once locked, follows you like a shadow and cannot be shaken off.

In fact, for those beast gods who tried to escape, Lin Ping'an's heart has always been full of insight.

However, after leaving a spiritual imprint, they are nothing more than prey locked by hunters.

No matter how much you struggle, it's all in vain.

It has already become Lin Ping'an's bag, no matter when and where, as long as he is willing, he can easily capture it.

Therefore, there is no need to waste energy chasing it, just wait for the time to come, and everything will fall into place.

What's more, Lin Ping'an has an intuition that letting those beasts go this time may bring other surprises in the future.

Meanwhile.

In the different void areas, those beast gods who were either seriously injured or dying were still fleeing frantically in a panic.

Figures galloped between heaven and earth, fleeing in all directions with endless fear and despair.

It's like a meteor piercing the sky, but it can't get rid of the invisible shadow behind it.

They did everything they could, whether it was teleportation, the power of the earth to escape underground, or even trying to pass through spatial rifts......

All kinds of means are just to escape from the death-like existence.

At this moment, those beast gods no longer had any distracting thoughts in their hearts.

Whether it is the ambition of the past, or the pride and dignity of the past, they are all overwhelmed by this unforgettable fear.

The only thought that occupied his mind was how to escape Lin Ping'an's pursuit and escape to a safe place far enough to be out of reach.

They ran wildly in the void, trying to find that corner where they could hide their bodies and avoid this catastrophe of life and death.

Even if it was the end of the world that even he might not be able to find, as long as he could stay away from Lin Ping'an, it would be enough.

Of course, some of them, the beasts who have left their hole cards in advance and left the back road, relatively speaking, they don't know how much effort is saved.

Unfortunately, they didn't know that Lin Ping'an was preparing to fish.

And the bait is these seriously injured and dying beast gods.

But perhaps even if you know, you won't give up this line of life.

After all, it's better to die than to live.

As long as life is still there, there is a chance to turn the tables.

At this moment, in their hearts, as long as they can escape, they can slowly recover and heal in a long time.

With the passage of time, quietly accumulate every ounce of strength.

lurked, with tenacious vitality, and survived until the terrifying Lin Ping'an gradually grew old and his life disappeared.

Then, once again, proudly appeared.

Then, use terror to erase all traces of the other party's existence.

Hundreds or thousands of years.

At that time, these beast gods will still be supreme and will never be defeated.

At the same moment, in the depths of the prosperous and majestic Great Xia Academy, in the solemn and mysterious No. 1 villa.

Lin Ping'an was sitting peacefully on the sofa, flicking his hand lightly.

It's like a painter wielding a brush, easily smoothing out the rift in the space in front of him.

At this moment, the destruction in front of him seemed to have been summoned by some magical power, and it instantly returned to its original state, and there was no trace of the shattered past.

The light in the villa swirls around him, reflecting his indifferent expression.

After a breath, the invisible spiritual power is like an undercurrent.

In an instant, it spanned hundreds of millions of miles, sweeping across the entire Great Xia Human Realm and the area of light film that had been impacted.

The spiritual power is vast and majestic, like spring rain, quietly moistening every inch of space.

Within this vast area, whether it is the wild Great Xia warriors in the high mountains and mountains, or the ordinary Great Xia people on the streets of the city.

The spiritual power that had just been damaged by the coercion of the gaze of dozens of beast gods seemed to have suffered a baptism of timely rain.

The scars heal quickly and come to life.

The pain and distress disappeared as if it had never happened before.

All the human races belonging to Great Xia felt a warm current surging from the bottom of their hearts, and their spirits were rejuvenated.

These are Lin Ping'an's basic plates, and they are also leeks in the nursery.

A day of recuperation is a waste.

Although these cultivation feedbacks, he doesn't necessarily need them, nor does they necessarily need them.

But it can't be without.

(End of chapter)