Chapter 378: War Begins! Bloody Massacre! The Power of Daxia Warriors

Chapter 378: War begins! Bloody slaughter! The powerful terror of the warriors of Daxia! Countless beasts died!

Lin Pingan stood above the city, his calm and indifferent temperament formed a sharp contrast with the tense and depressing atmosphere around him. ‘6’‘9’‘s’‘h’‘u’‘x’‘.’‘c’‘o’‘m’

However, when the "Heavenly Secrets" was fully opened, even the Dragon God could not detect the slightest abnormality, let alone those Daxia warriors whose cultivation was far inferior to his.

His existence was like a silent night, quietly shrouding everyone's heart, but was ignored by everyone because of their high tension.

A few minutes later, ripples suddenly appeared in the void, like the surface of a lake was broken by an invisible force, and waves gradually emerged.

One by one, the top warriors of Daxia walked out of the turbulent space crack, each wearing armor and looking solemn, including the three giants of Daxia who were feared by all.

At this moment, they all looked at the battlefield in the distance, which was gradually becoming clearer. There were waves of terrifying auras that were enough to change the color of the world.

When the vast and majestic energy fluctuations reached their perception, everyone's face changed immediately.

Even the three giants of Daxia, who had been on the battlefield for a long time and had seen countless lives and deaths, turned pale in an instant.

Although they had repeatedly warned themselves before rushing to the battlefield, they had rehearsed this war scene that might subvert everything countless times in their minds.

And through various intelligence and analysis, they tried to construct a picture of the battle situation as close to the real situation as possible, so as to strengthen their psychological defenses.

However, when they really arrived at the third line of defense, facing the dense and terrifying beasts like the abyss, they realized that the preparations they had made before seemed so pale and powerless.

The scene before them shocked many Daxia strongmen, as if an invisible big hand had tightly grasped their throats, making them unable to breathe.

The difficulties and obstacles that were originally expected were as insignificant as children's play in the face of reality.

The air was filled with a strong smell of blood, mixed with the breath of blood and rust, which made people shudder.

The bloody mouths all over the mountains and plains, the flying beasts that squeezed into dark clouds covering the sun, were like the huge mouth of an invisible abyss, about to swallow everything.

At this moment, in the eyes of the strong men, various colors of light intertwined and flowed, as if reflecting the turbulent world in their hearts.

Fear was like a phantom in the dark night, quietly spreading in the depths of the pupils. It was an instinctive vigilance against irresistibility, like a cold spring rushing from the soles of the feet to the top of the head, which made people shudder.

The emotion of despair was like a heavy dark cloud, pressing on the hearts of the strong men of Daxia, as if foreshadowing the unsolvable predicament they were about to face.

It was a deep helplessness about their own limits, even though they had struggled on the edge of life and death countless times.

But in the face of this unprecedented challenge, they felt the smallness and powerlessness of the power of life.

However, although fear and despair were always with them, what was more blazing was the burning fearless determination.

The courage to face unknown challenges is like the dawn of dawn, piercing the darkness and bringing hope.

In an instant, the eyes of the strong men became firm and resolute, as firm as a rock, and no matter how strong the wind and rain are, they cannot shake them.

Holding the weapons in their hands tightly, the armor flashed cold light in the moonlight. Every scratch was a mark of past battles, and every breath was filled with the desire for victory.

Facing the great terror ahead and the desperate situation that could be called death, these Daxia strongmen not only did not retreat, but stood up.

With a spirit of going through fire and water and seeing death as home, they resolutely chose to embark on this journey full of death.

In the next moment, they left words solemnly, heroically, calmly and firmly.

As if it was the last words engraved in the wind, the words flowed with deep attachment to relatives, endless love for the homeland, and unswerving belief in victory.

A strong man held the long sword tightly in his hand, the tip of the sword pointed directly at the sky, and his voice was loud and passionate.

"If you don't return from this trip, don't forget that I am the soul of Daxia!"

The sound of the sword echoed in the empty square, stirring the blood boiling in the hearts of countless people.

There were also strong men who calmly patted their comrades on the shoulders, with perseverance and determination in their eyes.

"If I die unfortunately, my bones will become the Great Wall to guard Daxia forever."

It was a short sentence, but it was as heavy as a mountain, which moved all the comrades around.

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At the same time.

As he spoke, the overwhelming group of strange beasts covered the sky like dark clouds.

Accompanied by deafening roars, they rolled over like a tide driven by a hurricane.

Its formation was like a thousand-foot huge wave, carrying the power to destroy everything, and rushed straight to the city of Daxia.

The eyes of those strange beasts flashed with bloodthirsty light, and their claws, fangs, and scales all showed their ferocity and wildness.

Countless Daxia warriors had a determined fighting spirit in their eyes at this life-and-death moment.

They tightly grasped various weapons in their hands, jumped down from the towering city walls, and killed into the group of strange beasts without hesitation.

Their figures were agile and resolute. Every time they swung their weapons, they brought a brilliant light, and every time they chopped and killed, they aroused a strong murderous aura.

"Three knives of the Avici Path - Life-breaking Slash!"

A mighty man roared, and the long knife in his hand danced wildly, and the knife light was like a silk thread across the sky. Wherever he passed, the strange beasts fell one after another, and blood rained.

"Kill! Kill these beasts!"

Another strong warrior with a full beard swung a heavy hammer. Where the hammer fell, the beasts wailed and smashed a path to victory.

"Just a bunch of wild beasts that have lost their minds!"

The heroic female warrior stabbed the sword in the air, and the sword energy was like a rainbow, piercing the hearts of the beasts accurately and fiercely.

At the same time, her voice was firm and resolute.

"Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! For the sake of home and relatives, I swear to kill all the beasts that invaded my Daxia territory!"

At this moment, the originally peaceful borderland instantly turned into a tragic battlefield.

The land under the sun looked particularly hideous under the shining of blood and fire

A large number of low- and medium-level beasts, like weeds being harvested, turned into corpses in an instant.

Thanks to the release of Lin Ping'an's skills, the overall strength of Daxia is an average of the sixth-grade quasi-grandmaster level.

Most of the warriors in the city were powerful warriors with peak combat power of the sixth rank.

Killing these beasts was a piece of cake.

On the vast battlefield, the low- and middle-level beasts that surged like waves seemed to be ruthlessly harvested by invisible hands.

Their figures were struggling just now, and the next moment they fell down like mowed weeds.

In a flash, they turned into cold corpses.

Those bodies that were originally full of vitality piled up like a mountain at this moment, forming a bloody ocean, indicating the cruelty and tragedy of this war.