You have a good chance, I accept it.

"Where exactly are we?"

At the foot of the mountain, Lu Changfeng looked at Lu Wushuang beside him speechlessly.

Lu Wushuang acted very calm, looking left and right, and finally pointed forward.

"Go ahead."

Lu Wushuang's face was extremely mysterious, and his tone was extremely firm.

Lu Changfeng's face was full of uncertainty.

"Are you sure? I don't know how many wrong roads you have pointed along the way. I can't believe you. You must give me a reason this time, otherwise, just follow me."

Lu Changfeng began to act like a spoiled child, following his brother. All along the way, there were either mountains or roads. Not to mention the strange traces, he didn't even see a single hair.

Anyway, he had enough. He clearly didn't know the location, but he had to pretend to be unfathomable.

"Because there is only one road in front of him, and don't question your brother."

Lu Wushuang tapped his soles, and then gave Lu Changfeng a dunk. He walked in the front alone, and Lu Changfeng could only follow his brother.

There is no way, who told me that I can't beat it.

"I didn't expect this sword to be so domineering. It will take some time to subdue it."

Seeing the injury on her hand being completely healed by Ye Lin, Zhao Linger said a little dejectedly. She has been a person who is tired of trouble since she was a child.

At this moment, even if the supreme weapon in front of her is in front of her, she doesn't want it.

"Let me try."

Seeing Zhao Linger like this, Ye Lin walked forward.

It doesn't cost money to try anyway.

Coming to the front of the Blood Drinking Sword of Emperor Shang, Ye Lin stretched out his palm and grasped the hilt.

In an instant, an extremely powerful recoil force spread throughout his body along his arm, but Ye Lin gritted his teeth and suppressed this recoil force.

As the recoil force came, a magnificent blood evil aura came over, and almost instantly, Ye Lin's eyes turned red and his emotions began to get out of control.

"Damn, blood evil aura, it will never control me."

Ye Lin gritted his teeth and growled, and another kind of blood evil aura burst out from his body.

He was originally a person entangled by the blood evil spirit. If he was controlled by the blood evil spirit at this time, it would become a joke.

If it were someone else, if his willpower was not firm, he would be immediately dispersed by the blood evil spirit, and then he would become the sword slave of the Blood Drinking Sword of the Emperor Shang.

The so-called sword slave is a slave, and the slave of the Blood Drinking Sword of the Emperor Shang is dominated by the weapon spirit.

As Ye Lin resisted, the blood red in his eyes began to slowly fade.

"Hu..."

Ye Lin took a deep breath, adjusted his own breath, and began to carefully explore the Blood Drinking Sword of the Emperor Shang. He wanted to communicate with the weapon spirit and subdue it.

As long as he got the recognition of the weapon spirit, the Blood Drinking Sword of the Emperor Shang would be his.

If he didn't get the recognition of the weapon spirit, even if he took the Blood Drinking Sword of the Emperor Shang at this time, he would never be able to activate this sword.

Boom, boom, boom.

Waves of blood evil spirits continued to attack Ye Lin's Yuanshen, but no matter what, they could not break the blood-red barrier at Ye Lin's Yuanshen.

That was a temporary barrier built by Ye Lin to protect his soul.

Just when Ye Lin's mind probed into the Blood Drinking Sword of the Emperor Shang, Li Ka was hit back by a huge force.

Ye Lin's face turned pale immediately after his soul was injured.

"Damn it, I have practiced for my whole life, can't I even subdue you?"

After Ye Lin finished speaking, he burst out with an extremely violent aura and suppressed the Blood Drinking Sword of the Emperor Shang.