You have a good chance, I accept it.

Emperor Shang's blood-drinking sword is a blood-drinking sword through and through, and it can only be restored by drinking blood.

This was also Ye Lin's first gift to Emperor Shang's Blood Drinking Sword.

The blood of dozens of powerful true immortals.

"Need not."

Ye Lin waved his hand and wrapped the Shang Emperor's Blood Drinking Sword in a white bandage again, then carried it behind his back.

Looking at the mummy underneath, Ye Lin just held it and flew it away.

Looking at the four huge light groups behind him, Ye Lin fell into deep thought.

Each light group represents one's current major.

The way of time.

Destruction of the sword.

Dahe Kendo.

The path of destiny.

Four roads.

The reason why it is the main path is that these four paths are also the four paths that I have the deepest understanding of.

It sounds like it is the Tao, but in fact it is not even the prototype of the Tao. It is just a glimmer of understanding of the Tao.

"Destiny, why can't I touch it?"

Ye Lin stood in front of the Destiny Light Group and murmured that he had used the Way of Destruction, the Way of Time, and the Way of Dahe, but he had never used the Way of Destiny.

It's as if the Way of Destiny is not used to fight the enemy. Even if you want to mobilize the Way of Destiny, it will be of no avail.

Space is the king, time is the emperor, destiny is not revealed, cause and effect are respected.

From these sixteen words, we can see the mystery of fate.

After looking at it, Ye Lin finally dispersed from the field.

It seems that I still need to find a teacher for advice. There seems to be something wrong with my path.

Until now, he has been groping his own way, and even now, he can't help but feel a little confused.

After dispersing the field, Ye Lin saw that everything was empty, and there was only blood on the ground.

Poison Lord wore a green cloak and looked at Ye Lin with a smile.

"Fellow Blood Fiend, I am still slightly faster than you."

Listening to Du Zun's words, Ye Lin just smiled.

But he didn't refute.

"Fellow Taoist Venerable Poison is still slightly better."

When Ye Lin just finished speaking, a figure appeared above the two of them.

That was the middle-aged man who opened the Ten Thousand Beasts Garden in the outside world three days ago. At this time, he was looking at Ye Lin and Du Zun with a majestic face.

"What a Poison Lord, what a Blood Evil."

"There are a total of forty-eight true immortal geniuses who have come in, and there are still nine pitiful ones standing outside now. The two of you have killed a total of thirty-nine geniuses."

The middle-aged man said with a solemn face and a solemn tone, while Du Zun and Ye Lin didn't know why.

The road to seek the Tao is a life-and-death struggle. Is there any problem with killing these few?

"Now there are six of you. This is what you want. The realm of the sky will be opened in a hundred years. You can use it to enter."

The middle-aged man waved his hand, and six blue crystal balls came to Ye Lin and Du Zun's eyes. The crystal balls were surrounded by a faint sky-blue halo, and the surface was extremely round.

"You know, the scenes here are all simultaneously shown to the outside world. You have offended too many people this time. Even the Three Cities Alliance cannot give you shelter. Be careful when you go out."

The middle-aged man looked at the two of them with a flash of pity in his eyes.

Do you think the journey of seeking the Tao is all about fighting and killing? If you think so, you are totally wrong. Humanity is also indispensable.

Those geniuses who died all had origins and backgrounds.

This time, Ye Lin and Du Zun had offended those forces to death. After leaving, life and death were still uncertain.

He also had to admire the courage of the two of them. This was like slamming the faces of those forces on the ground and slapping them.