You have a good chance, I accept it.

In her eyes, mercy is the greatest cruelty.

At the moment of beheading Long Wu, a thunderbolt surrounded Tang Qingru, and Tang Qingru immediately sat cross-legged in the void and began to absorb this power carefully.

"Forgive me, forgive me, please, I'm wrong."

Watching Ye Lin walking towards him step by step, Murong Hanxuan begged bitterly.

He was scared, at this moment, he was really scared.

Because he really had no means, and now even running was a luxury.

"Let you go? Who will let me go if I let you go? I'm going to give you a chance, but the moment you decided to plot against me, your fate was doomed."

"We have all lived for hundreds of years, so look at it openly, dare to do it, and bear the corresponding price. To be honest, I admire you very much, but your actions doomed your fate."

After Ye Lin finished speaking, he slapped Murong Hanxuan's head with a slap, and then ignored Murong Hanxuan's soul's pleading eyes and directly wiped out his soul.

The soul is the foundation of the immortal cultivator. As long as the soul is still there, even if the physical body is gone, it can be reborn in a few minutes.

But as long as the soul is destroyed, it means real death, and there is no chance of reincarnation.

At the moment of killing Murong Hanxuan, an extremely terrifying power rose from Ye Lin's body. Looking back at Tang Qingru who was absorbing and refining, Ye Lin directly opened the domain and hid in the domain to absorb and refine.

The extremely majestic power flowed through Ye Lin's meridians. The sound of a rushing river came from Ye Lin's body, and the momentum around him became heavier.

Now Ye Lin no longer cares whether there will be any price or consequences for such power that comes for no reason. As long as he can become stronger, he doesn't care about anything.

Since those cultivators who have entered have entered the realm of Daluo transcendence, he has no worries.

Spring goes and autumn comes, winter goes and spring comes, and a hundred years have passed in the blink of an eye.

In the blood-red domain, there is a blood-red cocoon. The next moment, the blood-red cocoon suddenly explodes, and a figure walks out of it.

His eyes were like stars in the sky, his three thousand silver hairs were draped over his shoulders, his body was extremely solid, and his face was as if it was carved by the Heavenly Dao himself.

What was even more eye-catching was the charming aura that emanated from his body. He just stood there quietly and people couldn't take their eyes off him.

"After a hundred years, I finally refined everything about that guy. Not bad."

Ye Lin clenched his palms, feeling the almost explosive power in his body, and the thirty-eight more ten thousand marks in his domain, and a very satisfied smile appeared on his face.

Ye Lin dispersed his domain with a thought. At this moment, he was very strong, very, very strong.

And his domain had also undergone tremendous changes. There were nearly a hundred ten thousand marks, and there were eleven marks ranked among the three thousand great ways.

Among the ten thousand ways in the world, only the three thousand great ways were the strongest, but it was almost a hundred times more difficult to carve the marks of the three thousand great ways than the marks of other great ways.

And he now had eleven of them.

In other words, he could use the power of these eleven great ways.

The domain is like a world that belongs to oneself, and the purpose of carving the Ten Thousand Dao Seals is to gradually perfect one's own small world and fill it with all the Ten Thousand Daos.

When the Ten Thousand Dao Seals are completely carved, it is the time of success, but some cultivators cannot carve all the Ten Thousand Dao Seals in their entire lives.