Chapter 369 Outrageous! Every Person Is at the Level of a Quasi-Grandmaster of the Sixth Rank. In Daxia, There Are as Many Grandmasters as Dogs.

In the subsequent exploration of other secret realms.

A sect disciple, facing the high and mighty Lin Pingan, held the long sword in his hand with no fear.

At this moment, his eyes burned with a firm will, and he roared to the sky.

"Devil, kill me if you dare!"

The next moment, the air seemed to solidify, and with a loud "bang", it was like a bolt from the blue.

The opponent was instantly hit by a powerful force, and his body shattered like porcelain, turning into a blood mist, spreading in the air and dyeing the surrounding space red.

Then, another disciple stepped forward, and the sect flag fluttering behind him fluttered, as if symbolizing his determination to defend the honor of the sect to the death.

"I will live and die with the sect! Devil! Kill me if you dare..."

In response, the disciple had not finished his tragic words, and Lin Pingan chose to fulfill the other party with an expressionless face.

"Bang~"

The sect disciple also exploded in the secret realm in an instant, and his figure disappeared in the blood mist, leaving only loneliness and sadness.

"Dare to compete with the gods... Kill him, and I will! Swear to live and die with the sect!"

Another disciple stood up with a trembling voice, looking a little unbearable, but actually full of unyielding and pride.

However, he was only responded by cruel fate.

"Bang..."

Accompanied by a violent shock wave, the body of this disciple of Tianfeng Sect was shattered, but his last words still echoed in the secret realm.

"Long live Tianfeng Sect..."

After that, all the disciples and even elders of the sect stood up with a roar.

Exuding infinite grief and anger, they rushed towards the big devil in their minds, ready to fight for their beliefs.

Faced with all this, Lin Pingan just glanced at it indifferently and made a cold judgment.

"A mantis trying to stop a chariot is overestimating its own strength."

After the voice fell.

"Bang bang bang..."

A series of explosions sounded like a death knell, and groups of blood mist continued to explode in the secret realm, and each sound meant the death of a sect disciple.

One after another, at the cost of their lives, they fulfilled their oath of loyalty to the sect - "Kill me, there are others..."

But although the sacrifice was tragic, it was also exciting, and it also inspired the passion and fighting spirit of those fellow disciples who had not yet fallen, making them more determined to protect the sect and resist foreign enemies.

Unfortunately, the only chance of survival that this behavior could win was from Lin Ping'an's kindness.

As long as the other party agrees or feels touched, it is possible to avoid the tragic ending of the sect's destruction.

Obviously, the plan will not succeed at all.

When it comes to Lin Ping'an's martial arts journey, any signs or possibilities of obstruction will be ruthlessly destroyed by him.

Let alone a dozen sect disciples, even if the people in the entire secret realm do not cooperate or resist, Lin Ping'an does not mind annihilating everyone.

Before, he asked Daxia to settle the natives of the small secret realm, just to prevent the new leeks from being wasted, but to say that he valued them much, he really didn't.

If these sect disciples are all stubborn, Lin Pingan doesn't mind playing the Nine Clans Elimination Game. Even if the Nine Clans are too few, adding the Tenth Clans is also possible.

In this regard, in the subsequent process of swallowing other small secret realms.

Anyone who dares to attack him or dares to shout at him will be killed by Lin Pingan.

Mercy?

Not exist!

Whoever wants to die will be sent to death.

Don't even think about going to hell or the underworld. As long as you fall, you will only end up with your soul scattered.

After a long time, Lin Pingan successfully swallowed all the small secret realms. In a way, it can be said that it has eliminated the hidden dangers of the Great Xia Sect.

At this moment, standing on the void, while calming the rioting rule power, he recalled the number of small secret realms in the past.

In total, there are a total of 108 small secret realms.

Among them, 36 are considered large, and the remaining 72 are relatively inferior.

Such a wonderful number, plus the relevant memories that have been obtained.

"Taishan Cave... Lushan Cave... Dongting Lake..."

This series of familiar names, like an ancient spell, easily evokes Lin Ping'an's memory.

The similarity of the names of the secret realms reminds him of the thirty-six caves and seventy-two blessed places in Taoist legends.

That is the symbol of the residence of immortals in the famous mountains and rivers, and the fairyland that mortals in the world yearn for.

There are 108 of them, and the thirty-six small secret realms are of one level, and the remaining seventy-two small secret realms are of another level.

So, could it be that...the small secret realms attached to Daxia are the caves and blessed places in ancient history?

No, it doesn't matter whether it is or not, anyway, they were all taken away by Lin Ping'an and stuffed into the small world in his body.

It is impossible to take them out, and turning them into foundation and strength is the greatest use of these small secret realms.

At the same time

Not only were the strong men of Daxia busy, but also the members of the martial arts associations and the military warriors of Daxia were busy.

Those small secret realms had tens of millions of natives, and as few as one or two million.

Overall, Daxia had increased its population by nearly one billion.

In addition, the geniuses of the sects in the secret realms also suffered a fatal super blow.

Originally, these geniuses from all sides, even in the state of prisoners, still carried endless arrogance and superiority.

Their eyes revealed contempt and arrogance for this strange country.

However, when they really stepped into the city of Daxia, every step they took on the bluestone paved road, the condescending and arrogant aura began to gradually dissipate.

The Tianjiao's eyes moved around the passers-by, and the aura they sensed was like a storm that hit their cognitive bottom line.

A Tianjiao widened his eyes and uttered an unbelievable whisper in his throat.

"This... How is this possible? Ordinary people here have such a profound cultivation!"

I saw a child who looked only seven or eight years old, but the aura flowing out of his body was like an abyss, unfathomable, and completely beyond his imagination.

"Oh my God! That child is so small, why is his inner power stronger than me, a Tianjiao who has practiced for many years?"

In addition to being shocked, his heart was full of doubts and frustration.

And another Tianjiao of the sect was pale, with his hands clasped together, muttering to himself.

"Oh my God! Are all the people here demons? Their cultivation is so deep that it is suffocating. This terrifying strength has completely overturned the world I imagined."

Under Lin Ping'an's operation, the average strength of the people of Daxia is between the fifth and sixth grades

This is a height that even the geniuses in many large sects cannot reach.

What is even more amazing is that the people of Daxia not only have a solid foundation, but also master many rare and evil secrets.

These unique skills allow them to show combat power far beyond ordinary people in actual combat.

They can easily crush those so-called "prodigies" with one hand, and it is not an exaggeration to compare them to weak chickens.