You have a good chance, I accept it.

It doesn't matter if he fails the test of the weapon spirit.

After all, the weapon spirit doesn't recognize him, and it can't do anything with the Emperor Shang Blood Drinking Sword. After all, a supreme weapon cannot be used by force.

If you want to use it by force, you have to kill the weapon spirit in it and then insert a new weapon spirit, but this process is extremely difficult and long.

Anyway, Ye Lin believes that he can't kill the weapon spirit of a supreme weapon now.

To be able to do that, you must be at least a great power at the level of Taiyi Xuanxian, or... Jinxian.

The birth of each supreme weapon is the combination of heaven, earth, and people, and none of them can be missing. No matter how clever your weapon refining method is, if you lack one of them, the supreme weapon cannot be made.

This also lays the foundation for the preciousness and power of the supreme weapon.

As for the Taoist weapons above the supreme weapons, I dare not even think about it. Every Taoist weapon that appears will cause a bloody storm in the entire galaxy.

Even those Taiyi Jinxians who sit high above and watch the ups and downs of the world can't help but come down personally.

While thinking, Ye Lin also successfully arrived at the so-called Sword Mountain.

In front of him was a huge mountain covered by gray mist. The mountain was black, and even the soil under Ye Lin's feet was black.

There was nothing else in sight except the black soil. Wrapped in black mist, Ye Lin could not see the full picture of the mountain in front of him.

He could only walk upward along the dew under his feet.

The road was small and winding. A small road could only accommodate one person, and there were cliffs on both sides.

Although Ye Lin could not see it, he kicked a stone down just now and never heard any sound again.

At this moment, Ye Lin did not know where he was and could only walk along the road under his feet.

Buzz... Buzz... Buzz

Suddenly, a series of buzzing sounds sounded. Hearing this sound, Ye Lin stopped moving. He stood there and listened carefully.

He was very familiar with this sound. It was the sound of the sword body shaking violently.

The next moment, Ye Lin was filled with endless sword rhyme, and extremely rich rhyme power surrounded him.

Buzz...

The sound became louder and louder, and these sounds rang out one after another, endlessly, and intertwined with each other. Ye Lin felt that the entire mountain under his feet was filled with this sound.

"Sword up."

At this moment, Ye Lin hummed in his heart, and the rhyme around him spread out like money.

In an instant, sword energy was everywhere, and countless swords flew up in an instant. In just a short time, hundreds of swords of various types flew around him.

Ye Lin could feel the joyful feeling on these swords.

It was like a person who had not drunk water for a long time suddenly saw a clear spring, which was a kind of desire.

"Immortal level, heaven level, earth level..."

Looking at more and more swords, Ye Lin could see the grades of these swords. Among them, there were three lower-grade immortal swords, and the rest were below the immortal level.

Moreover, some of these swords were intact, some were broken in half, and some had only a hilt left.

But without exception, these divine swords all exude extremely strong sword energy, which is stimulated by the sword rhyme around Ye Lin.

"Could it be that after the ancient war, the swords in the hands of the dead strong men are all here?"

At this moment, Ye Lin's mind moved and he couldn't help but think.

Because in a short period of time, the number of swords rotating around him doubled, and there were thousands of them.