You have a good chance, I accept it.

Since he became famous, countless people have challenged him. Although they all failed in the end, they helped him a lot.

At least, his sword is sharper.

"I hope you two can give me a surprise. The opportunity for my sword to break through may be in you two."

Jian Wushuang looked at the figure in front of him and the mountains in the distance and said in his heart.

His sword is only one miracle away from reaching a higher level. This level has trapped him for five hundred years, so he has stayed in the Hundred Cities Alliance for five hundred years without going to the Thousand Cities Alliance.

He must reach a higher level of swordsmanship in the Hundred Cities Alliance, and then go to the Thousand Cities Alliance with an invincible momentum to suppress all the geniuses in the Thousand Cities Alliance.

He is invincible, and he will never allow himself to fail.

"Please stop, both of you."

Just when Ye Lin and Du Zun wanted to step into Longshou City, an old voice stopped them.

Ye Lin turned around and saw an old man standing on the ground in the distance. The old man's eyes were cloudy and his body was filled with a strong aura of death.

"Lifespan limit?"

Four words popped up in Ye Lin's heart when he looked at the old man.

This old man is the epitome of those ordinary cultivators. He has exhausted his talent to enter the realm of the True Immortal and cannot take the last step in his life.

The lifespan of the True Immortal is long, and it can be said that it is truly as long as the heaven and earth. Even so, this old man has reached the limit of his lifespan, which is really sad and lamentable.

"Senior, what's the matter?"

Although he already knew the purpose of the old man, Ye Lin still respectfully called him senior.

Because such an old man has gained too many years, he can be called a walking living fossil. Unless it is necessary, Ye Lin does not want to fight with him at all.

Fighting with him will not gain him any benefits.

"Little kid, you have cut off the hope of my Shenshan. As the supreme elder of Shenshan, I must seek justice for my Shenshan."

"Little kid, I knew after seeing you for the first time that I was not as good as you. When I was young, I was as confident and invincible as you."

"Hey, kid, can you promise me one condition?"

The old man sighed deeply at the end.

"I don't know what the condition is?"

Ye Lin did not agree immediately, but asked tentatively with a sigh of relief.

"Little kid, you have cut off the luck of my Shenshan, which has cut off the luck of my Shenshan."

"From now on, my Shenshan will never have the opportunity to rise again. How about this, you become a registered disciple of my Shenshan, how about it?"

The old man took a deep breath and said.

"Boy, promise him that as a registered disciple of his Shenshan, you can carry his luck of Shenshan, which will only benefit you and not harm you."

Before Ye Lin opened his mouth to refuse, the voice of the Devouring Heaven Demon Pot came into Ye Lin's mind.

"Okay, I promise you."

Out of trust in the Devouring Heaven Demon Jar, Ye Lin chose to agree immediately.

Now he trusts the Devouring Heaven Demon Jar unconditionally. After all, he has followed the Devouring Heaven Demon Jar on such an invincible road, so the worst that can happen is that he will go all the way to the end.

If the Devouring Heaven Demon Jar wanted to harm him, he would have died long ago.

"Hahaha, good, good."

Hearing Ye Lin's affirmative answer, the old man laughed, as if the haze pressing on him was dispelled.

"Okay, from now on, you are my Shenshan registered disciple, and all disciples and elders in Shenshan are under your command."