The Beast King knelt on the ground, trembling all over, and begged for mercy frantically with his weak mental strength.

"Great God, I beg for your forgiveness. I am willing to submit and become your mount..."

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

But when Lin Pingan heard this, he felt it was really ridiculous.

"A mount? Are you worthy of it?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he punched out without saying anything else.

The result was naturally uneventful.

With a loud "boom", the head of this last remnant was instantly blown up and its mental power was also wiped out.

The ninth-rank beast king, the Red-snake Tiger King, died on the spot.

The vision of the sky weeping blood occurred once more, and its duration was extended.

Lin Ping'an looked around, and saw corpses of giant beast kings all over the mountains, with blood surging into the sky.

After this wave of massacre, the civilization value in the system skyrocketed by nearly 2 million points, pushing the total civilization value to 3.2 million, the recent highest point.

Then, he selected some of the beast kings' corpses, filled his space ring with them, and left.

The only advantage of the parts that were picked up was that they tasted good.

In addition, the remaining part was all thrown into the small world that was opened up in the body when breaking through the ninth level.

The small world inside the body of a normal ninth-grade expert would definitely not be able to accommodate so many gigantic beasts that are hundreds of meters tall.

But Lin Ping'an is different. Compared with a normal ninth-grade cultivator, his strength is simply supermodel, and the space inside his body is hundreds or even thousands of times larger.

These nearly fifty beast kings can all be put in.

Corpses fell into the small world out of thin air, and the blood of the ninth-grade exotic beasts flowed, and their energy was silently absorbed by the land.

Because of these nutrients, the small world is slowly expanding outward and developing its boundaries.

After a while, the corpses of these beast kings disappeared, and only a ruin remained here, with nothing left.

When Lin Ping'an was collecting, he adhered to the principle of not wasting, and even stuffed the land stained with ninth-grade blood into the small world.

After all, the space is big enough to accommodate it.

When we left, this area was more than ten meters lower than the surrounding areas and had become a depression-like environment.

I believe that after a period of rainfall, a large lake will form here.

After completing the small achievement of digging three feet into the ground again, Lin Pingan easily broke through the fifth level of the sky, silently escaped into the void, and left the depths of the battlefield of all races.

Once again he returned to the Great Xia Academy to create new skills and continue his cultivation, this was his simple and unpretentious daily routine of becoming stronger bit by bit.

However, his act of slaughtering more than fifty beast kings in one battle caused a huge impact on the human race and all other races.

The whole world is in turmoil as a result.

A few hours later, the strong men from various human forces who came to investigate arrived at the location of the battle first.

They looked at the battlefield after it had been cleaned up and the lingering aura they could sense, and their faces became serious and solemn.

Looking up at the sky, the vision of the sky weeping blood has not ended yet, and it still appears again and again.

I don’t know if it was due to a delay or because Lin Pingan killed too quickly.

In short, the corpses of more than fifty beast kings were already cold and were stuffed into Lin Ping'an's own small world as fertilizer, but the death phenomenon was still ongoing.

It was now, except for the hissing sounds of people sucking in cold air, there was deathly silence.

After a long time, a strong man felt that he had contributed enough to global warming and spoke dryly.

"This... this... what on earth happened? The sky is weeping blood! The ninth-rank beast king has fallen! But right now... how many beast kings have died!"

When the other strong men heard this, they seemed to have opened their mouths and uttered all kinds of exclamations.

"Horrible! It's so horrible!"

"Strong! Indescribably strong! It only took a short time and the battle is over!"

"Is it the mighty one of our race? Not likely! But those who died were the beast kings!"

"It's a troubled time! It's really a troubled time! I don't think things will get any better in the future!"

"I hope those beasts from the Ten Thousand Races won't put all this on us!"

"Maybe! The water is too deep!"

"Go back and practice hard. Now the ninth-grade masters are being killed like dogs. How could this happen? Eh!"

“…”

As for the strange beasts, there is no news yet, or rather, no specific news.

After all, the place where the battlefield of all races connects with the human territory is still in a relatively remote area, too far away from the core.

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

Of course, if the beast kings appeared in person, they would be able to arrive at the scene as soon as possible.

But they are the supreme of a clan, even the pinnacle of countless clans.

How could he rush over to check the situation just because of a slight fluctuation?

Don’t save face!

In a case like this, you can just give a casual order and the Beast King will naturally take the initiative to contact, search, and find out the situation.

At that time, just wait for the report.

at the same time.

Thousands of miles away, the Scaled Turtle King, who was the slowest and last in the group, looked with some horror at the auras of more than a dozen powerful men in the distance and the constantly fluctuating vision of the sky weeping blood.

He quickly twisted his body and fled in another direction.

There was only one thought left in its mind.

Escape, escape, escape... I can't get involved in this any longer. I'll just have to hide somewhere deep in the sea for a few hundred years.

Anyway, the turtle clan has the longest lifespan, so we just need to outlive all those horrible creatures.

If it really doesn't work, just surrender. The most important thing is to save your life.

And the other side.

The aura of the Turtle King was also sensed by the powerful human beings.

When they found that there was only this one, they were slightly excited and used their mental power to communicate with each other.

"It's that old turtle! There's only one of it. Do you want to keep it forever?"

"Turtle Xuan? That's it! Never mind! The turtle shell is so hard, it will be too much trouble to fight with it."

"Hmm! It seems to have been slacking off before! It has never hurt the human race! I don't think we should pay attention to it for now!"

"Let it go! These are troubled times, and it is more important to investigate this matter. It is not easy to fight for the time being!"

“…”

While the strong human beings were communicating here, the Turtle King felt a cold light like thorns on his back, and his movement speed increased by three times.

The intuition in the dark told it that if it delayed, something bad would happen, so it should run quickly, the farther the better...

Best of all, run to a place where no one can find you.

A few hours later.

All major forces of the human race gradually came to understand 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 explored and searched.

After all, this involves a powerful being who can slaughter more than fifty beast kings, so one has to be cautious and careful.

Regarding such a major event, these forces unanimously chose to keep it secret, and no one made any nonsense on the Internet.

Waiting and seeing what happens is the best and optimal option.

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

On a barbecue grill, Lin Ping'an was leisurely grilling meat. All the ingredients were taken from a bull-shaped beast king.

The pressure emanating from above had been blocked by him silently, but the fragrance still lingered and could not dissipate for a long time.

The students in several nearby villas knew what was happening as soon as they smelled the odor.

He left angrily, cursing, and prepared to find a place to eat something to soothe his stomach.

As for visiting their homes, they were afraid they would only get a fist-sized meal.