"Kill!... Kill!" The roar exploded in the sky above the battlefield like thunder, carrying with it endless tragedy and determination.

The warriors of Da Xia had eyes as firm as iron and shouted war songs.

His chest heaved violently, and sweat and blood mixed together, flashing a dazzling light.

The weapons held tightly in their hands were either cold alloy swords or heavy alloy broadswords...

They were all flying and dancing among the group of strange beasts. Every swing took away a life, and every blow was filled with the determination to defend to the death.

"Fight to the death! Fight to the death! Among us Great Xia warriors, none of us are afraid of death!"

A heavily armored military leader roared, and the huge axe in his hand fell like a storm.

Wherever he went, strange beasts fell to the ground.

At the same time, his body was already covered in scarlet.

"Kill these beasts! Don't leave any of them alive! Die!"

The other warrior's eyes were wide open with anger, his fists burning with blood and flames, and every attack he made could blow up a group of strange beasts.

The figure shuttled across the battlefield, as if transformed into the flame of revenge.

Burn yourself to light up the darkness.

As time goes by, the picture of the battlefield gradually unfolds, like a cruel and heroic historical scroll.

A devastated scene came into view, with broken spears, shattered armor and heavy corpses intertwined and piled up like mountains, forming a series of tragic monuments.

The air was filled with a strong smell of rust and scarlet blood.

The fishy smell rushed straight into the sky, as if it was going to penetrate the sky, and even the floating clouds were dyed a faint dark red by this rich breath.

It was as if the sky was also dyed with the tragic color of this battle, appearing particularly depressing and solemn.

However, on this battlefield that seemed to devour all life, the morale of the Daxia warriors was not diminished in the slightest.

Their eyes are as firm as torches, and their brows reveal fearlessness and tenacity.

Every swing of the sword and every thrust of the spear was filled with strength and determination.

The shouts were like thunder at dawn, shaking people's hearts, stirring up the world, and also showing their determination to never surrender.

The battles in every projection were so similar. As the battles became more intense, some warriors began to die tragically.

Even though the operations were carried out in an orderly manner and the troops took turns to rest and block, accidents still occurred from time to time.

In battle, any situation may arise.

Even if the combat power is overwhelming, the number of strange beasts is simply too large.

In the Daxia human realm, countless people saw this somewhat tragic scene, as if they were all fighting alone.

Many people were so angry that they took out their weapons and set off without saying a word.

The human race of Daxia has hundreds of billions of people, how can they be bullied by strange beasts?

It had finally started to prosper, but now those damn beasts wanted to destroy everything.

No!

I will definitely not agree to it!

Anyone who dares to destroy the peaceful environment of Daxia will be regarded as a mortal enemy and must be destroyed.

In contrast, the people of Daxia, who had fought in fear for hundreds of years and finally experienced peace and prosperity, regarded peace as their Achilles' heel more than anyone else.

You are just a beast, and all you need is to kill!

Ten... one hundred... one hundred thousand... one million... one billion...

Daxia Kingdom, a country that carries the dreams and glory of hundreds of millions of people.

At this uneasy yet exciting moment, unprecedented unity and determination were demonstrated.

Among those one hundred and eight majestic and magnificent cities.

Whether it is the bustling main street or the deep and quiet alley, it is filled with a tense and determined atmosphere at this moment.

In the streets and alleys, the people of Daxia held all kinds of weapons, with firm eyes and quick steps, as if every step was a matter of life and death.

Their goal is, of course, self-evident.

Space tunnels near their respective cities.

At the same time, it is also the only way to the battlefield of all races.

Looking down at the entire territory of Daxia from a high altitude, the scene is extremely magnificent and shocking, like a magnificent painting.

Countless people from Daxia gathered together and rushed towards their respective goals in an orderly manner like ants moving.

Although the figure is small, it exudes an indomitable strength.

Like stars gathering together, and like mountains standing tall.

And in that distant battlefield of all races, a magnificent battle is about to begin.

Billions or even tens of billions of Daxia people, with an average sixth-grade quasi-grandmaster level of cultivation, are about to sweep away everything like mad dogs out of a cage.

Today, the fortress group with three city defense lines as the core stands like an iron wall and copper wall on the endless battlefield of all races.

The vast area spanning tens of millions of miles was ravaged by war. Every inch of soil was soaked in the breath of battle, and every piece of the sky was filled with the smell of gunpowder.

The flames of war broke out everywhere in cities, passes, forests and even in the wilderness.

The fierce battle was in full swing, with flames and smoke rising straight into the sky, like angry dragons, tumbling and roaring in the sky.

The roars and cries of killing were deafening, piercing the sky like thunder, dyeing the originally quiet and deep space blood red.

It seems as if the world is also mourning for those lives that died heroically.

On the battlefield, the flashes of swords and the shadows of knives flashed and the blood of the warriors spilled on the ground, turning into a magnificent and poignant elegy.

At every moment, there were brave warriors who fell down from exhaustion while slaughtering strange beasts, and countless strange beasts fell.

The whole world seemed to be shrouded in the torrent of war that swept across the heavens and the earth.

at the same time.

At the forefront of the battlefield, Lin Pingan watched everything quietly.

When the people of Daxia jumped out and rushed to the battlefield, ready to sweep away everything, he couldn't help but raise a slight smile.

"Not bad! Not bad! The skills that were created and released were not wasted!"

"A warrior is a warrior! A warrior who doesn't fight! He is just a waste of energy and blood!"

"Let me see how far you can go."

For Lin Ping'an, who regarded this super beast tide, which could be considered a genocide crisis, as a test.

The choice made by the people of Daxia this time did not disappoint him.

If those who are protected have power but still dare not stand up, they will only shrink back into the human world.

Then Lin Ping'an would only think that those were trash and were not worthy of practicing the skills he created.

Some even say that it insults those techniques.

At that time, the best thing might be to stand by and wait quietly for the demise of Daxia.

Because those people don't deserve to be saved, and they don't deserve to live.

Even in Lin Ping'an's eyes, those people who practiced martial arts were nothing but leeks.

But he also likes wild leeks more.

Only those who dare to stand up and take the initiative can bring him surprises and inspiration.

It's lifeless and just lingers on, basically just a weed.

Whether it is training value or other values, they are almost non-existent.