You have a good chance, I accept it.

Click...click...click.

There were crisp sounds one after another, and the void in front of Ye Lin's eyes kept making crisp sounds, and cracks continued to appear. In the end, the whole world collapsed.

The scene in front of Ye Lin changed even more. The next moment, Ye Lin was above the sea of ​​clouds again.

At this moment, Ye Lin's whole body exuded an aura of incomparable violence, and his eyes were even more violent.

"good."

At this moment, Yan Batian finally looked at Ye Lin.

With his cultivation level in the middle stage of True Immortal, he can actually withstand his second form of Heavenly Punishment, which is not bad.

Are these geniuses considered geniuses and truly geniuses?

At this moment, he seemed to see his old self in Ye Lin, arrogant, conceited, and contemptuous of everything.

"Is it just good?"

Ye Lin looked at Yan Batian and smiled softly and said, "You really know how to show off."

Ye Lin's aura was disordered, and those few moves just now were very taxing on him.

Even if his immortal power is endless, it still takes time to replenish it. Under normal circumstances, he might have consumed 80% of his immortal power by now.

The Supreme Method can only be used unscrupulously by Taiyi Xuanxian monks. True Immortal monks cannot keep up with the loss of their immortal power.

"It's just good. If you want me to really value you, that's not enough."

Yan Batian smiled softly. Although he was surprised that Ye Lin could still stand in front of him, he didn't mean anything.

But to be able to reach this point in the middle stage of True Immortal cultivation is considered pretty good.

"Hahaha, then, come again."

Ye Lin laughed, clenched his right fist, and his body disappeared instantly, and he suddenly rushed towards Yan Batian.

"Meeting Saint Fist."

Even if the Holy Body is replaced due to special reasons, the Falling Saint Fist will still be retained. With the addition of the Dao Body, the Falling Saint Fist will be even more powerful now.

"Three forms of divine punishment. The third form is moral punishment."

Upon hearing these two words, Ye Lin's pupils shrank, and for a moment, alarm bells blared in his mind.

I saw a dazzling light flashing in front of me, and Ye Lin's eyes were filled with this light.

"Break it for me."

Ye Lin punched out, countless loud noises were heard, and the space was mercilessly exploded.

And even so, the white light still exists.

"puff."

The next moment, Ye Lin's expression changed drastically, and he suddenly spat out a large mouthful of blood.

"Tao punishment, what on earth is this?"

Ye Lin shouted in confusion, what is Tao, the end of monks, the end of all things.

Impossible, how could he use Tao, a forbidden power?

boom.

The next moment, before Ye Lin could see clearly what was attacking him, his body flew backwards like a ball, and blood poured out freely.

At this moment, Ye Lin was extremely miserable, with a hole in his chest. He was kneeling on the ground in extremely miserable condition.

Both eyes saw only white light and nothing else.

"What the hell is this?"

Ye Lin stood up with difficulty. At this moment, his breath was extremely weak.

"Punishment."

In an instant, the white light was filled with streaks of purple energy. The purple energy flew towards Ye Lin crazily and attached to Ye Lin's body, just like repelling insects one by one.

No matter how hard Ye Lin tried and how he mobilized his immortal power, he could not get rid of the purple energy.

Boom, boom, boom.

The next moment, these purple energies exploded one after another. For a moment, Ye Lin's four bodies were blown to pieces, and even his legs were reduced to nothing in an instant.

For a while, Ye Lin was sweating on the top of his head.

"How is this possible? How is this possible?"

"It's so real, it doesn't look like a fantasy at all."

Ye Lin looked crazy, his eyes constantly scanning around, praying to find a breakthrough, but the next moment, he was desperate.

What you can see here is all white light, all white light, and you can't see the end at a glance.

And his injuries were so real, this was not an environment at all.

Ye Lin's seriously injured body's limbs slowly appeared again. For the True Immortal cultivator, as long as he still had breath, even if his head disappeared, it was not a big deal.

Ye Lin, whose limbs reappeared, was breathing violently, and his breath was extremely disordered.

"Senior, I need to help you again."

Ye Lin took a deep breath and calmed down instantly.

I almost got into trouble just now.

Taoist punishment may be just a name.

After all, it is impossible for a true immortal monk to come into contact with the Tao, no matter how evil he is.

Even the laws are beyond their reach.

There must be a way to break the situation, but I just don’t know it.

Ye Lin slowly took the Shang Emperor's Blood-Drinking Sword in his hand and took apart the white cloth on the sword's body bit by bit. Suddenly, the blood-red sword body of the Shang Emperor's Blood-Drinking Sword appeared in front of him.

Ye Lin grasped the Emperor Shang's Blood Drinking Sword and looked forward firmly.

"My friend, sometimes, what you see may not be real. At any time, you don't have to see it with your eyes or feel it with your heart."

Suddenly, an old voice came into Ye Lin's mind, and Ye Lin immediately looked at the Shang Emperor's Blood Drinking Sword in his hand.

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

"Senior, are you saying that this world is just an illusion?"

Ye Lin said in a deep voice.

"I will not interfere with your growth. Remember this sentence and feel it with your heart."

Emperor Shang's blood-drinking sword fell into silence after the sword spirit finished speaking.

Even if he is the Supreme Weapon, at this moment, in his damaged eyes, it can only be regarded as a broken Supreme Weapon.

"Feel it with your heart?"

Ye Lin murmured, and then slowly closed his eyes.

At this moment, the world fell into silence, and all the wind and grass movement could not escape Ye Lin's heart.

The deepest moment of the heart.

Feel the world with your heart, feel the world.

"Hmm?"

Suddenly, Ye Lin raised his eyebrows, and he suddenly raised the Emperor Blood Drinking Sword in his hand and chopped it backwards.

Boom.

There was a loud noise, and a white light was directly chopped into nothingness.

"Is that so? Come again."

Ye Lin raised the corner of his mouth, and his expression gradually became confident.

So that's it, is this how to feel the world with your heart?

The next moment, Ye Lin suddenly swung his sword to the right, and another attack was dispersed.

Noticing Ye Lin's situation, the Emperor Blood Drinking Sword twitched his mouth.

Such a simple method, shouldn't it have been understood in the fairyland? Why does Ye Lin seem to know it for the first time now?

Could it be that no one told him?

What he didn't know was that his guess was right, and no one really told Ye Lin about this method.

Yan Batian, who was observing the overall situation, also raised his mouth. It was interesting. It was really interesting.

It turned out that the piece of white cloth was wrapped in a supreme weapon.

He was so confused just now that he almost fell. Now he is back to his senses?

He has seen many such situations and killed many of them.

However, if he really thinks that his Dao punishment is only this, then he underestimates himself.

For a moment, Yan Batian pressed down with his right hand.