Ye Lin's eyes were as deep as water, and he looked at the old man in white coldly.

Seniors, almost take away my Daoji, such a method, it is really difficult for the juniors to recognize, he coughed violently, and looked at the old man in white with a pale face.

The old man in white had a thoughtful look on his face, and he naturally understood that Ye Lin's words were full of dissatisfaction.

This is to blame him for being too cruel.

But if the means are not cruel, how can the master of the Lost Temple be chosen?

What is missing in the Lost Temple is a responsible master.

Perhaps, you will think that such an assessment is too cruel, but I can only tell you that the real assessment has just begun.

Ye Lin's pupils suddenly constricted.

Senior, I want to know what I can get by passing the assessment, Ye Lin said very calmly.

The old man in white smiled faintly and said, "You will dominate everything in the Lost Palace, and you will be satisfied with such a temptation." ”

But the Lost Hall is just a failed work of art, isn't it?Ye Lin said calmly.

Listening to Ye Lin's rather sarcastic words, a trace of coldness flashed in the old man's eyes.

The Lost Hall is not a failure, and the old man's voice suddenly became sharp.

Ye Lin glanced at the old man's somewhat angry expression, and couldn't help but let out a sneer.

His words were only afraid of stinging Wuqi Zhenjun.

Pierced their pride, pierced all their illusions.

But all this, for Ye Lin, is not important.

He came to the Lost Hall just to experience, nothing more.

As for everything in the Lost Temple, he was just a little curious, and even a little expectant.

But judging from Wuqi Zhenjun's assessment of him, Ye Lin can certainly get some benefits by passing the assessment, but if he can't pass the assessment, then he will die in this kind of place.

That feeling of stripping away the body is not an assessment at all, but putting his life in the hands of someone else.

If it weren't for a failure, why would the Lost Hall only exist in this kind of place, it seems to be a comfortable place, but it is this comfortable place that makes you completely lose your blood and fighting spirit.

In fact, you all understand that the Lord of the Lost Temple has just compiled a lie for you in ruin.

There is no existence of the Twelve Heavenly Palaces at all, and the Nine Heavenly Palaces are already the limit of the Heavenly Dao, Ye Lin said in a deep voice.

Wuqi Zhenjun's face changed slightly, and he said coldly: "With your knowledge, how can you understand the ambition of the hall master. ”

He doesn't understand how much effort the hall master has spent to build the Lost Palace, and how many lives he has saved, how can you understand all this.

Ye Lin shook his head and said, "The hall master of the Lost Hall is a coward, if he really has such a ability to defy the sky, how can he let the Lost Hall sink." ”

When you chose to hide from the world, it means that you no longer have the will to fight with the sky, but live here.

Shut up, a trace of murderous intent flashed in Wuqi Zhenjun's eyes, and in his body, an angry dragon transformed from energy directly attacked Ye Lin.

This angry dragon was full of vast dragon might, and its violent aura permeated out.

In an instant, it hit Ye Lin's body.

The force that was like destroying the withering and decaying knocked Ye Lin down into the distance.

In Ye Lin's mouth, he vomited blood.

You are not allowed to insult the hall master, if you are insulting the hall master, I will definitely kill you, Wuqi Zhenjun said coldly.

Ye Lin reluctantly got up, he smiled miserably, before the assessment, I also admired the Lost Hall Master, but after the assessment, I understood a truth, why the assessment of the Lost Hall was so strict.

You are not as good as Penglai Wonderland, far inferior, otherwise why use the trap of assessment to elect a new hall master.

Although your cultivation is strong, your original intention has been lost, and all that is left is a physical body with no fighting spirit and stale thoughts.

It is this kind of thinking that allows you to pin all your hopes on the new hall master.

This is the root of your fall, which is why you are very strict with those who are judged.

If I am not sure, I choose to admit defeat, because he saw through all this before he died.

In the years of the existence of the Lost Temple, not no one has broken into the twelfth-story space, and there are even some amazing and talented people.

But in your eyes, no matter how good they may be, they are always imperfect, because you will always compare these people to the Lord of the Lost Temple.

So, again and again, they all died here without exception.

Of course, if I continue to go through your tests, I will be like them.

Because you don't care about the life or death of these people at all, but you care about the perfect dream in your heart.

Isn't it sad and lamenable that a person who creates dreams feeds a group of people who live in dreams!

Ye Lin glanced at Wuqi Zhenjun with burning eyes, and he sneered: "You can kill me today, but you can't stop me from telling all this." ”

It seems that you want to die, Wuqi Zhenjun's face showed a hint of coldness.

Senior, do you dare to bet with me, Ye Lin said indifferently.

What kind of gambling contract, Wuqi Zhenjun glanced at Ye Lin with some pride.

The seniors think very highly of themselves, and they dare to compete with the younger generations in swordsmanship.

I have a sword, but I haven't used it in a long time.

Then, the seniors didn't dare, Ye Lin said to each other.

Why don't you dare, Wuqi Zhenjun said coldly: "Although I haven't used it, it's more than enough to kill you." ”

After that, Wuqi Zhenjun already had a tangible sword in his hand, and he was about to make a move.

What if the seniors lose? Ye Lin said.

Wuqi Zhenjun said arrogantly: "How could I lose to you, this is absolutely impossible. ”

There are no absolutes in the world, if the predecessors lose, what should they do, Ye Lin said in a deep voice.

If you lose, this lost temple is what you say.

As soon as the word was decided, a glimmer of light flashed in Ye Lin's eyes.

Ye Lin held the sword in his backhand, and his body suddenly attacked towards Wuqi Zhenjun.

Wuqi Zhenjun glanced at Ye Lin, and couldn't help but let out a cold snort, and said, "You are very courageous, you have already made a move before I have made a move." ”

In the void, two figures intertwined.

The sword flashes!

What is different from the ordinary is that Ye Lin's sword move this time is endlessly mysterious, and as soon as it comes up, it is to urge the power of the sword path to the extreme.

He wants to borrow the way of the sword to defeat the arrogance of the Wuqi True Monarch.

After one move, the two retreated.

Wuqi Zhenjun glanced at the sword that was a little notched and the arm that was a little numb, and couldn't help but move his eyes, he still underestimated Ye Lin's cultivation, although Ye Lin only looked like a five-fold heavenly palace, but in terms of swordsmanship, he had extremely high attainments.

He finally understood why Ye Lin wanted to use swordsmanship to compete with him.

At this moment, Ye Lin's mind moved slightly, the sword in his hand waved again and again, the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, and dozens of sword qi continued to attack towards Wuqi Zhenjun.

Wu Qi Zhenjun felt the power coming from his sword, and his heart couldn't help but move, pouring the cultivation of his whole body into the sword, and unleashing a wave of sword qi stacked thousands of feet with one move.

No matter how strong your swordsmanship is, I am not afraid, Ye Lin glanced at the majestic sword moves, and couldn't help but sneer.

His sword has already undergone a metamorphosis, and it is no longer a simple swordsmanship and sword move, but a swordsmanship that helps the world.

In the void, the sword light swept by, and the sword qi intertwined with each other, constantly emitting a buzzing roar.

Although Wuqi Zhenjun injected the power of his whole body into the sword, he still felt that Ye Lin's swordsmanship was above him.

Ye Lin's swordsmanship looks ordinary, but it contains an indescribable mastery.

It's not that skill makes up for it, it's a natural feeling.

Wuqi True Monarch, although they have not studied swordsmanship too much, their current will is superimposed, and they are also comparable to a Heavenly Emperor.

Even if their swordsmanship is not strong, with the blessing of strength, they should not be underestimated.

A violent collision between sword moves and sword moves.

Although Ye Lin's body was constantly regressing, his eyes did not show timidity.

On the contrary, in this collision of swords and swords, he became more and more courageous.

This kid really has some strength, Wuqi Zhenjun can't fight for a long time, but he is also faintly uneasy in his heart.

Ye Lin's sword moves don't look mysterious, but when they are used, they are like flowing water, and the superposition of sword momentum is even more terrifying.

More importantly, this superimposed momentum is constantly oppressing him.

From the beginning of the calm response, to the current panic.

Wuqi Zhenjun had to go all out to deal with Ye Lin's attack.

Although his cultivation is stronger than Ye Lin, he is indeed inferior to Ye Lin in terms of swordsmanship.

Without any hesitation, Ye Lin's eyes stared at Wuqi Zhenjun.

Entering the state of the unity of heaven and man, he has already had no distractions, and only kendo is left in his eyes.

At this moment, Ye Lin's pupils began to contract, and the sword in his hand began to stab out, and this sword stabbed out, and it suddenly turned into fourteen great swords.

"Sword Fourteen!"

The fourteen powerful sword qi seemed to represent Ye Lin's peak of the sword path, and these sword qi were extremely powerful.

Wuqi Zhenjun obviously didn't expect that one of Ye Lin's sword qi would be able to turn into fourteen sword qi.

At this moment, Wuqi Zhenjun only felt like he was in a storm, and his body was even more swaying in the wind and rain.

He hadn't felt this feeling in a long time.

Once, he also had moments when his ambitions were unpaid, and he was unwilling.

That is the injustice of the way of heaven, and that is the unwillingness to all the hardships, dangers, and hardships.

Who has never had a young age, who has never had a bohemian youth.

It was the only beautiful moment left in tens of thousands of years of memory, and the Wuqi True Monarch at that time, although his strength was not strong.

But the five people are not afraid of the sky or the earth, and they have the arrogance that young people should have.

If you are not afraid of the sky, you should live without fear, you should live with your pride, and if you live, you should have a straight waist and not have to look at the faces of others.

However, I don't know when it started, and they lost their sharpness.

After the setbacks, their Dao hearts were filled with fear, even as their strength continued to grow.

But after the ascension, it was a deep fear, and under the destruction of the catastrophe, seeing the old friends who had passed away one by one, and seeing the appearance of the disaster, they began to fear heaven and earth.

Although his cultivation has reached an extremely high level, he is afraid of all difficulties.

Perhaps, since then, they have gradually lost themselves.