You have a good chance, I accept it.

Buzz…

At this moment, another loud and high-pitched sword cry resounded throughout the world, and the densely packed divine swords swirling around Ye Lin shrank like a mouse seeing a cat.

They reluctantly circled Ye Lin and finally left one by one.

Ye Lin also looked into the distance curiously.

Although it was obscured by the gray mist, Ye Lin could still sense that there was a very strong sword in front of him.

It was an unfamiliar kendo rhyme, and just a trace of it suppressed his own destructive kendo rhyme.

"Could it be that it's the Supreme Instrument?"

Ye Lin's mind was moved, and then he couldn't wait to continue climbing towards the top of the mountain.

The further he walked, the stronger the Taoist rhyme in front of him felt, and the stronger the Taoist rhyme around him was suppressed. There was even a trace of sweat on Ye Lin's head.

But in the end, Ye Lin reached the top of the mountain and saw the supreme weapon, the Shang Emperor's Blood Drinking Sword.

In front of him was a small hill. There was a sword stuck on the side of the hill, a long sword covered in blood red. The whole body of the long sword was even more covered with blood red light.

There is a red glowing stone in the center of the sword hilt, and the sword hilt is wrapped with a blood-red ribbon, and the ribbon exudes a monstrous blood evil energy.

Eight characters are engraved on the surface of the sword.

There is no end to killing, to prove the Tao through killing.

After just eight words, Ye Lin felt an evil aura that was difficult to describe in words, rushing towards his face.

At this moment, he saw a silent starry sky, the galaxy was destroyed, corpses were floating everywhere in the starry sky, and blood formed a long river running through the entire starry sky.

And above the long river of blood, there stood a blood-red throne, with a majestic figure sitting on the throne.

He just sat there quietly, which was intimidating.

He seemed to be like heaven and earth, his indifferent eyes were full of contempt, and his right hand gently tapped the armrest of the throne.

And quietly floating on his right hand was a long sword, a blood-red long sword.

This sword is the Shang Emperor's Blood Drinking Sword.

The next moment, the screen disappeared and Ye Lin regained his sight.

Unknowingly, Ye Lin's back was soaked with sweat. It was so terrifying. Just a silhouette made him breathless.

That figure must be the owner of the Shang Emperor's Blood Drinking Sword.

"Is this the mysterious supreme weapon?"

At this time, Zhao Ling'er also woke up. She jumped to the ground and walked step by step towards the Shang Emperor's Blood Drinking Sword, while Ye Lin just watched quietly.

Finally, Zhao Ling'er came to the Shang Emperor's Blood Drinking Sword, and she slowly stretched out her hand to hold the hilt of the sword.

boom.

At this moment, Emperor Shang's Blood Drinking Sword suddenly erupted with a violent blood-red light. Unprepared, Zhao Ling'er's small body was directly thrown away.

"careful."

With quick eyes and quick hands, Ye Lin grabbed Zhao Ling'er's body. At the same time, a huge force of shock came from his hands. In order to stabilize his body, Ye Lin took three steps back with his legs.

"What a powerful sword, so domineering."

Zhao Ling'er's face was full of surprise. She looked at her right hand. At this time, her right hand was filled with blood, and drops of blood fell down her palm.

Ye Lin could feel that the wound on Zhao Ling'er's hand was exuding a strong blood evil spirit and a strange kendo charm. If this blood evil spirit and the mysterious charm were not eliminated, Zhao Ling'er's hand would be damaged. It will be scrapped directly.

"Disperse."

Ye Lin reached out and held Zhao Ling'er's injured right hand, and then the whole body erupted with a unique rhyme of the sword of destruction, and began to use the rhyme of the sword of destruction to dispel this mysterious swordsmanship.