You have a good chance, I accept it.

Ye Lin watched the air wave sweeping towards him, and he could do nothing.

At this moment, he couldn't even feel his own body.

"Great Wuweitian."

Suddenly, a cold snort came out, and the Heaven Devouring Demon Jar suddenly appeared in front of Ye Lin. The Heaven Devouring Demon Jar emitted countless bloody auras that wrapped Ye Lin.

But the next moment, Ye Lin's body smashed into the ground below like a meteor, and the ground trembled.

"Hmph, an ant-like thing."

The voice just now came again, and the next moment, a white jade finger penetrated through layers of space and came to suppress Ye Lin, and the next moment, the whole world trembled, and countless powers that frightened practitioners wrapped the finger, trying not to let the finger fall.

"What on earth is this?"

Dao Lintian sat in the hall and looked at the white jade finger in the distance. His scalp suddenly numbed. Just a glance at it almost made his soul collapse. What level of strong man is this?

And countless strong men in the Central Region had the same feeling as him. The strong men who were once high and mighty at this moment were hiding in their caves and trembling.

In front of that white jade finger, they were as small as ants.

The white jade finger ignored space, time, and any laws, as if it did not belong to heaven and earth.

"Daoyou, you passed."

Just as the finger was about to reach Ye Lin's eyes, an extremely indifferent voice sounded. The next moment, the finger gradually collapsed and turned into nothingness at an angle that Ye Lin could not understand.

Ye Lin looked at the cracked Heaven Devouring Demon Jar in front of him with gratitude. If it were not for the Heaven Devouring Demon Jar to protect his life at the critical moment, he would probably have died long ago.

Ye Lin lay on the ground and looked at the shattered space in the distance.

In the shattered space, a figure stood at the end of the space. He was surrounded by infinite light, standing quietly at the end of the space like a real emperor.

His eyes were full of indifference, looking at Ye Lin as if he were a dead person.

And his face always seemed to be covered by a layer of fog. No matter how hard Ye Lin tried, he couldn't see his real face.

The next moment, Ye Lin immediately closed his eyes. He felt that his soul was gradually collapsing. He was shocked. What kind of strong man is this? Just a glance can make his soul collapse?

"Daoyou, you have crossed the line."

The familiar voice just now came, and the next moment, a dazzling sword light flashed, and then the space healed again, and the indescribable horror disappeared.

Ye Lin suddenly stood up. Although his breath was extremely weak, his eyes were extremely bright.

That sword just now, that sword, he saw it, he saw it!

"So that's how it is, so that's how it is, hahaha, I understand."

Ye Lin laughed and walked towards the sky. He looked at Yang Xiu who was breaking the seal of the True Immortal in the distance, and then slowly raised his palm.

"As the saying goes, the ninth sword is nothing more than the previous eight swords condensed together, the ninth sword, cut the sky."

Ye Lin shouted, and then stood towards Yang Xiu. There was no earth-shattering movement. Yang Xiu just widened his eyes, and then his body slowly collapsed and finally dissipated between heaven and earth.

This sword was the most amazing sword. Yang Xiu died without seeing himself clearly.

Seeing that Yang Xiu was finally dead, Ye Lin breathed a sigh of relief as if he had unloaded a heavy burden, and then his body slowly fell to the ground.

At this moment, he was too tired, too tired. Although there were countless doubts in his heart, he could not think about it now. He just wanted to sleep.