You have a good chance, I accept it.

A Buddha radiating golden light.

A young man holding a green fan.

A woman with a cold face.

There is also a middle-aged man with bare hands.

The four of them surrounded Ye Lin in the center and shouted harshly.

Ye Lin wanted to laugh when he heard all this, very much.

I just wanted to fight for what belongs to me, but in the end it became my own fault.

If it weren't for the so-called golden immortal forces in the Demon Realm trying to support the stowaways and suppress the talented people in this world, would he be like this?

Even if he leaves and goes to other star fields, the ending will be the same.

Rather than running away, it is better to face it calmly. If you don't give him hope, he has no choice but to resist.

My own resistance has now become condemned by everyone.

"You are superior. You were born in the wrong era, but you put your own mistakes on us. What crime should you do?"

Ye Lin placed the Shang Emperor's Blood Drinking Sword horizontally in front of him, and placed the sword fingers of his left hand on the body of the Shang Emperor's Blood Drinking Sword slowly. However, wherever Ye Lin's fingers crossed, the sword body changed. Very red.

As if soaked in blood.

An extremely terrifying aura rose around Ye Lin, and this aura made the four of them tremble all over.

What kind of force is this? It simply made their spirits tremble.

"Being born in the wrong era is not what we want, and we don't want to be like this. We are also part of the demon realm and deserve to enjoy the rights of the great world."

The young man holding a green fan said sternly, his tone extremely cold.

He thinks he is right, he is also a member of the Demon Realm, why can't he enjoy the great world?

Is it his fault that he was born in the wrong era and failed to catch up with the big world? He didn't want that either.

"I didn't say this either. If you come out, come out. Why are you forcing me to wait? You are trying to pick the fruits of the great world that belong to us."

"Why?"

Ye Lin seemed to be asking these four people, and also seemed to be asking himself.

"Disperse."

Ye Lin snorted softly, and quickly left the sword with his left hand. The Shang Emperor's Blood Drinking Sword in his hand had changed color to blood red, and the sword exuded a frightening aura.

Suddenly, Ye Lin opened his eyes suddenly, and in an instant, the four people's hearts suddenly skipped a beat.

This Ye Lin... is a bit too strong.

"Balance, balance of all things."

After Ye Lin finished speaking, endless blood-evil energy erupted all over his body. The blood-red blood-evil energy directly enveloped Ye Lin's whole body. At this moment, the entire space in Ye Lin's body was trembling.

"kill."

Ye Lin said softly, and then he rushed towards the golden Buddha in the distance like a demon.

A true immortal can also be called a Buddha.

"Are you here for the young monk? Could it be that Fellow Taoist Ye Lin really thinks that the young monk is too hot?"

Seeing Ye Lin rushing towards him first, a trace of displeasure flashed in the eyes of the golden Buddha. There are clearly four here, you have to choose yourself.

"Amitabha."

The golden Buddha closed his eyes and recited a Buddha's name, and then he turned his palm, and a string of bracelets emitting Buddha's light appeared in the palm of his hand.

There are twelve golden beads strung on the bracelet, and it exudes an extremely sacred aura, as if it can evolve everything.

"go."

The golden Buddha threw the bracelet out casually, and the originally small bracelet actually grew longer in the wind.

"Sleepy."

The Buddha clasped his hands together and said softly, and the golden bracelet suddenly burst into endless golden light. The golden light directly enveloped Ye Lin, trapping Ye Lin in it.