You have a good chance, I accept it.

But leaving the stage of history does not mean there is no chance, it is just that there is no chance to get the Daluo Dao Fruit in this life, after all, only five Daluo Dao Fruits are born in a great era.

In a star field, only one of the strongest Tianjiao is qualified to participate in the competition.

After all, the luck of a star field is limited. If three or more Tianjiao come out of a star field, the luck will be scattered, and it will be naturally weaker than the Tianjiao in other star fields.

However, the younger generation representatives of this star field can bring their own followers.

"The stowaways have not been resolved yet. Don't you think it's a bit too hasty to say this now?"

A Tianjiao below said, his tone was full of strong unwillingness. The stowaways have not been resolved yet, and he wants to take the position now. Isn't it a bit too hasty?

And although Ye Lin is very strong, they still don't want to give up in their hearts.

"You also saw that Lu Cang died in my hands."

"I am saying this for your own good. The capable will take the position. It is not a big deal if this position is always vacant. Moreover, I have my own way to deal with those stowaways."

"If you keep delaying like this, what? Will I choose one of you after I die? Who among you can stand alone by then?"

Ye Lin narrowed his eyes and looked at the crowd. This was extremely unpleasant to hear, which was equivalent to pointing at everyone's nose and scolding.

But the silence below was extremely great, and no one dared to refute Ye Lin.

Although they were the pride of heaven, the pride of heaven who had reached the end of the True Immortal, they were not as good as Ye Lin.

Carrying their luck and becoming the first person in the world, when Ye Lin stepped into the Taiyi Xuanxian, he would definitely be the strongest among the Taiyi Xuanxian.

Luck affects all aspects, not just a tool to win the Daluo Dao fruit.

"And Zhang Zifan."

Suddenly, a voice broke the silence.

As soon as this voice came out, other people's eyes flashed with a strange color.

Yes, there is also Zhang Zifan. Ye Lin wants to show his status without going through Zhang Zifan now, which is too fast.

"I have killed Lu Cang. If you still think Zhang Zifan has the strength to kill Lu Cang, then just pretend I didn't say this."

"And Zhang Zifan is now unknown whether he is alive or dead, not to mention that you are relying on me now, not me relying on you."

"Among the stowaways, no one can stop me now. I can completely give up on you and fight alone. As long as I am not dead, there is still hope in this world, isn't it?"

Ye Lin chuckled.

With 4.9 billion luck and the assistance of the three secret methods, what is he afraid of? Lu Cang is dead, and there is no one in the True Immortal Realm in the Demon Realm that he is afraid of.

So what should he endure? Just flip the table.

"I respect you."

Suddenly, a young man below looked at Ye Lin quietly with his eyes, and under the surprised eyes of everyone, the young man actually bowed his head slightly.

"Respect."

"Respect."

"Respect."

With someone taking the lead, the other geniuses no longer had any psychological burden and bowed to Ye Lin.

What Ye Lin said just now was very right. They relied on Ye Lin, not Ye Lin relying on them.

Those who are still here are either independent cultivators who have worked hard to get here, or have already severed their ties with the forces behind them.

They can only take one path now, to win this war.

And now, Ye Lin is forcing them again, and they can only make this choice, respect Ye Lin.