You have a good chance, I accept it.

The battle lasted for three hours and ended at the cost of sinking half a continent.

As soon as this battle ended, the next battle came. This battle was not so big, just an old man carrying two long swords.

Although the two old men were white-haired and bent over, their bright eyes and the aura of destroying the world around them made people dare not ignore them.

The two old men just stared at each other. I don’t know how long it took. It seemed like a second, then a day, and then a year.

In an instant, the two old men started to fight. There were no fancy moves. There was only one sword, an extremely pure sword.

After one sword, one of the old men shook his head with a sad look, put away his sword, shook his head and turned away, while the other old man was relieved and smiled.

Then he knelt in the void, without any breath.

After watching this battle, Ye Lin sighed.

When he was young, his blood was surging, and he didn’t like anyone and wanted to fight with anyone.

The sky was not convinced, the earth was not convinced, and there was endless vitality and courage.

The phrase "young and vigorous" comes from this.

When you get old, you can't help feeling sad when you see the old people around you who used to be your peers leaving one by one.

Every time someone leaves, you feel lonely.

Sometimes, a long life is not a good thing. Your family, friends, and partners all leave under your gaze, which is undoubtedly a torment.

The old man who just put away his sword and left is also like this. The old man who died was completely freed.

He was very satisfied. He died willingly. He died under the sword of his old friend.

This picture ended, and another picture unfolded.

After that, one picture after another unfolded. These pictures were all battlefields, large-scale wars, battles between Taoist partners, wars between relatives, wars between brothers, patricide, and bullying of teachers and ancestors.

Ye Lin looked at these war scenes and fell into deep thought. After watching these scenes, his heart was extremely uneasy and he had many emotions in his heart.

Seeing the scene of brothers killing each other, he was extremely heartbroken. The two brothers should have embarked on the road to supremacy together, but in the end, it turned into brothers killing each other.

Seeing the scene of collecting enemies, he was extremely happy, with a sense of pleasure of revenge.

Seeing the scene of patricide, he was extremely angry. He was angry why there were such ruthless and ungrateful people in this world, and why there were such cruel people in this world, who would not hesitate to attack his own father for a little benefit.

Seeing the scene of betraying the teacher and destroying the ancestors, he was extremely hateful. He hated that there were such cold-blooded people in this world, and he would not hesitate to kill the teacher who raised him and helped him embark on the road of cultivation.

Seeing that when the great man was passing the tribulation, his Taoist partner would not hesitate to swing a knife at him for a little benefit, Ye Lin's heart was extremely sad. He was not good at judging people, he was not good at judging people.

One by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, Ye Lin's heart gradually became calm.

After the last picture was closed, Ye Lin closed his eyes, and the aura around him sometimes rolled and sometimes calmed down.

In this way, Ye Lin sat cross-legged quietly in the same place.

Outside, Tai Yuan looked at his childhood playmates in front of him, then looked at his former Sword God predecessor, and then looked at his uncles who took care of him when he was a child.

Tears flowed down uncontrollably. It turned out that his master had always remembered.