Ye Lin held his sword and stabbed towards the heavens.

Di Litian held the Nine Evil Knives, and let out a burst of shouts from his mouth, fighting with Ye Lin.

The two are comparable in terms of realm and cultivation.

But Ye Lin had Zelo's guidance, and in the battle, he became more and more handy.

His moves are stronger than ever, and every move he uses will hardly waste excess power.

This power is not an explosion of points, but a full-scale explosion with ease.

Zero's guidance is not just about Ye Lin's moves, but also pointing out what kind of counterattack he will take.

After each attack, how to deal with the counterattack of Te Litian was reflected in Ye Lin's mind.

Ye Lin couldn't help but be convinced by this big head, and during the battle, he was also constantly arguing what Zero said.

As a result, exactly as Zeroo had said, there was no difference between the attack and the strength of the force used.

How did you see it, Ye Lin said in surprise.

Deduction, boy, the world's supernatural powers, endless, as long as I have seen it, I can deduce it.

When Ye Lin heard this, he was a little dumbfounded, and deduced the performance.

It wasn't impossible for him to deduce a Dao method, but it would take him some time to do it.

But like Zero, it's rare.

Could it be that Ze Luo will never forget, Ye Lin was a little curious in his heart.

Compared with Ye Lin's curiosity, at this time, during the battle, Zhong Litian was extremely depressed and complained.

No matter how Di Litian attacked, Ye Lin was able to play with ease, not only that, but Ye Lin was also waiting for an opportunity to attack him.

Unless he doesn't make a move, he won't be injured, once he makes a move, it will be like a loophole, Ye Lin broke his move, and he was injured.

This kind of injury, although it is only a small injury, is gradually increasing.

How did this kid become so powerful, he felt a pang in his heart.

He can't be injured and must turn passive into active.

Di Litian glanced at the Eight Evil Knife with some hesitation, and then glanced at Ye Lin, he gritted his teeth, picked up the Evil Knife in his hand, and cut it towards his fingers.

Immediately, strings of blood dripped onto the Eight Evil Blades, and the entire Eight Evil Knives became extremely strange under the bright red blood.

His face was also pale, as if he was suffering some kind of pain.

But his eyes were staring at Ye Lin, Ye Lin, you have repeatedly broken my good deeds, and today I will ask you to pay the price.

What is he doing, Ye Lin frowned and looked at Di Litian.

He was sacrificing the Nine Evil Swords in the blood, and forcibly promoted the Eight Swords to the Nine Swords with the Blood Refining Dafa.

The corners of Ye Lin's eyes jumped, and he said secretly: "If you let him refine the Eight Evil Blades with blood and raise the quality of this sword to a stronger realm, I'm afraid I won't be able to resist it." ”

He muttered in his heart as he observed his movements.

But what can be done to stop him?

The process of blood sacrifice cannot be broken, but ...... If you can break through the realm of the sword, then it will be of great benefit to your cultivation, after all, the state of blood sacrifice will not last forever.

You can also choose not to try, then I will take you out of here.

But once you give him a chance to breathe, tomorrow this knife will become the real Nine Evil Blades, then when you meet him in the future, you will definitely be defeated.

You can make your own decision!" Zero's words rang in Ye Lin's ears.

A strange look flashed in Ye Lin's eyes, obviously he was also a little hesitant.

Zero's words undoubtedly illustrate two points, that is, either he dies in the sword realm of the Nine Evil Swords, or he comes back to life.

If he comes back to life, then it means that his cultivation can be taken to the next level, and if he dies, then all this will no longer exist.

I should fight, Ye Lin nodded unceremoniously.

In his mind, Zelo's big head shook, and he looked at Ye Lin with some incredulity.

You've figured it out.

After thinking about it, I am the Emperor of Zhongtian, admired by all the people, and blessed by heaven and earth.

I am destined by heaven, and I can suppress even the demon gods, not to mention the little Celestial.

Divine weapons can't help me!

is still so arrogant, suppressing the demon god was understated by Ye Lin, and the big head in his mind couldn't help but shake his head.

While the two were talking, Di Litian had already completed the blood refining of the Nine Evil Blades.

At this moment, this knife was full of evil energy, and this evil qi alone was enough to break through the void.

On the back of the knife, a strange blood-red faintly flickered.

Ye Lin's heart was shocked, and his eyes looked at the person with the knife.

At this time, Di Litian's face was hideous, his complexion was much worse than before, his qi and blood were withered, and his expression was in a trance.

But the sword he held in his hand kept making a loud noise.

Ye Lin's heart trembled, he looked at Di Litian, and thought: "Could it be that after the blood refining, all the evil qi of this knife bloomed, even if it was the state of mind of Di Litian, he couldn't control this evil qi. ”

His eyes were extremely sharp, and he naturally saw that Di Litian's mind was controlled by the Nine Evil Blades, and this knife faintly showed signs of anti-guest.

He couldn't help but feel amused, it took him a long time to refine this Nine Evil Knife with the evil qi of the world, but he was afraid that even he didn't think that the divine weapon condensed by the evil qi of the Nine Evil Knife was not something he could control.

Kill!

At this time, Di Litian's eyes were red, and he brandished the Nine Evil Knife and slashed towards Ye Lin.

He had fallen into an inexplicable state of excitement, and he had already killed red eyes.

On the Nine Evil Blades, the sound of ghosts crying and wolf howls came out, and the power of this sword also burst out in an instant.

The condensation of the nine evils is the yang evil qi under the sky, and these evil qi turned into a force that soars into the sky, flying all over the sky, and attacking Ye Lin's heart.

This knife slashed at Ye Lin, and it seemed that it was not Ye Lin's body, but his Dao heart.

This knife ignored the distance of space, ignored all power, and hit Ye Lin's heart.

Click!

Ye Lin's head was cut off by this angry knife.

His eyes bulged, and he looked at the Nine Evil Blades with some surprise.

What kind of power is this, Ye Lin was shocked in his heart, he wanted to dodge this knife, but found that there was nowhere to hide.

Because this knife did not cut his body, but his mind.

But fortunately, he no longer has a physical body, he only has his will and consciousness left.

As long as the will exists, through microscopic structure and constant meditation, a new body will be born.

Therefore, at the moment when the Nine Evil Knife cut off Ye Lin's head, a new head grew on Ye Lin's head.

Before he could familiarize himself with the new head, he slashed at the head again.

His head was cut off again, separated from his body.

Ye Lin was shocked, if he continued like this, his divine sense would gradually get tired, because constantly reuniting his head was equivalent to constantly consuming his divine sense.

This kind of consumption is not endless, once Ye Lin has no divine sense to consume, it means that he cannot be resurrected, and he will really die.

At this time, Ye Lin was not constantly driving his divine consciousness through his will, let alone meditating.

He uses his own body as his eyes to see all directions.

Although his head had been decapitated several times, his will was still strong.

Ye Lin, I see how long you will die, suddenly, in Ye Lin's mind, a sneer came out.

Ye Lin shouted angrily and said, "It's not so easy to want me to die." ”

Then I will banish you!"

Di Litian's face showed a fierce look, and the knife in his hand slashed towards Ye Lin again.

At this time, Ye Lin only felt that a wave of power was constantly sweeping through his body.

His physical body was constantly worn out under the evil aura of the Nine Evil Blades, and finally fell apart.

When he reconstituted his body again, he looked into the void with his abdomen as his eyes.

At this time, in the void, a big knife is horizontal, and this big knife is like a long river of time and space that has spanned hundreds of years, from hundreds of years ago to the present.

This is a big knife, a big knife that Ye Lin can't imagine.

Could this be the realm of the sword, Ye Lin couldn't help but be shocked.

This knife is too long, and the evil aura on the knife goes straight to the sky, disturbing people's minds.

However, I am not an ordinary man, I am not an ordinary person, I am not so easy if you want to kill me, although I am in the Nine Evil Swords Realm, Ye Lin's expression is still calm.

You make me uncomfortable, and I make your life uncomfortable.

Ye Lin laughed loudly, and his body instantly condensed an incomparably majestic mana.

Although he doesn't have a head, his combat power is not bad, especially the sudden changes in his mood over the years, which has made Ye Lin infinitely close to a real immortal.

The knife made a buzzing sound, and the blade of this knife slashed towards Ye Lin, as if it wanted to completely smash Ye Lin's body.

Don't!

Ye Lin burst out and raised his hand to shake the sword.

He punched and slammed into the sword, which exploded instantly.

Ye Lin's hands were covered with blood, and his hands were extremely numb from the shock of the knife.

This is just a trace of the Nine Evil Blades, if the Nine Evil Knives slash towards Ye Lin, Ye Lin can only go all out.

Although I have not cultivated, I am not inferior to you in terms of attainments in the Great Dao, and even my state of mind is truly close to that of an immortal.

Judging from the attack of the Painting Saint Tribulation and Ye Lin's acceptance of the second envoy of the supervision, he already has the capital to compete with the Candle Dragon King.

Over the years, he has been constantly suppressing his cultivation because he is connected to the innate soul in his heart.

Therefore, he has been suppressing his cultivation and not allowing himself to use the power of the Tribulation.

But at this moment, in the face of the Nine Evil Blades, which are comparable to divine weapons, if he does not use his own strength, then he will be cut into pieces alive by this knife.

In an instant, Ye Lin's neck grew rapidly.

Just as the sword slashed towards his head.

Ye Lin took off the hairpin coiled between the strands of hair, he snorted coldly, and suddenly the incomparably majestic power continued to pour into his body.

At this moment, the heavens and the earth changed color.

Even in the Sword Realm, Ye Lin could feel the calamity that belonged to him, and it was finally coming.

Feeling the power of Ye Lin gushing out like a tide, Di Litian frowned, he didn't expect that Ye Lin had not used all his strength since the battle.

But at this moment, he personally felt Ye Lin's strength, and his aura was no longer much worse than that of the Candle Dragon King.

This is combat power, powerful combat power.

He didn't hesitate, holding the Nine Evil Swords, and wielding the Nine Swords, these Nine Swords are the realm of the Dao of the Sword.

Nine Evil Swords, there are nine realms, and once this realm is cast, it is extremely powerful.

Suddenly, the Nine Realms of the Nine Evil Swords slashed towards Ye Lin.

This ninefold realm is like the ninefold heaven, wanting to wipe out Ye Lin.

Ye Lin's heart sank, and he burst into applause, and his strength was no longer reserved.

At this moment, his breath, his mana, reached an unprecedented height.

The original physical body, at this moment, became unusually strong, and his flesh and blood were more condensed than ever.

The flesh of his body is not the body of a monk, but the body of the Great Dao.

His will constantly drives the divine consciousness and the avenue of the body.

At this moment, Ye Lin's body is incomparably majestic and his strength is strong.

His breath was filled with rage.