Chapter 2867 The Road to Invincibility - Conquering the Void Burial 99 - You have a good chance, I accept it.

While Ye Lin was thinking, the restless space had been completely calmed by the Yin Yang Master.

In front of the Yin Yang Master, Ye Lin was like a babbling baby. No matter how hard Ye Lin tried, no matter how brilliant his sword moves were, in the eyes of the Yin Yang Master, he was always like a primitive man who only learned to make fire.

This gap in level is not something Ye Lin can cross at all.

Just like the current Ye Lin, if he suppresses his cultivation to the Mahayana stage, he can also be invincible in the Mahayana stage.

Those proud Mahayana geniuses are nothing in front of Ye Lin. This is the crushing of the level and vision.

This gap is not something that can be leveled by hard work at all.

"Okay, okay, this sword is good, very amazing."

"But it's still a little short, junior, my projection still has some power, use all your strength, use all your trump cards, if you can hurt me, I will give you a great era."

"It can be regarded as a gift to the invincible of this era."

The Yin-Yang Venerable smiled and looked at Ye Lin and said slightly, without the tough attitude he had when he first knew Ye Lin's identity.

"All means, all trump cards?"

Hearing this, Ye Lin fell into confusion for a while. Ye Lin looked at the Blood-Drinking Sword of the Emperor Shang in his hand, and finally put the Blood-Drinking Sword of the Emperor Shang back behind him.

"Hmm? Give up?"

Seeing Ye Lin's actions, Yin-Yang Venerable's eyes flashed with a trace of doubt. The invincible should move forward, but now Ye Lin's actions clearly show that he is going to give up?

Could it be that the invincible of this era are so bad? With such a mentality, don't go the invincible road, go home early and take a shower and go to bed.

Unexpectedly, Ye Lin's next move made him uneasy for a moment.

Ye Lin saw an ancient long sword in his hand, which was full of scratches, and each scratch carried a desolate atmosphere.

The whole long sword seemed to have no advantages or highlights.

At first glance, it seemed to be just an ordinary rotten sword.

But it was this rotten sword that made Yin Yang Zun uneasy.

"Xuanyuan Sword? Xuanyuan Sword is in your hand?"

Yin Yang Zun's tone was full of doubt, and his face was even more surprised.

Logically speaking, there were not many things in this galaxy that could shock him, but this Xuanyuan Sword did not allow him to remain calm.

This is the Xuanyuan Sword, the treasure of the human race, and the sword of that person.

Anything related to that person is not simple, not to mention that this is still the sword of that person.

"That's right, senior, this is the treasure of our race, the sword of the emperor, Xuanyuan Sword."

"Didn't senior tell me to use all my trump cards? I am very different from you. I can't think of anything else that can hurt you except this."

"Senior, does this count?"

Ye Lin held the Xuanyuan Sword and looked at the Yin Yang Master with a chuckle.

He still has the Xuanyuan Sword, as a Taoist weapon, even if he can't exert the power of the Xuanyuan Sword, but even so, it is still a Taoist weapon.

And it is the sword of the emperor, which must be far superior to the Blood Drinking Sword of the Emperor Shang.

Hearing Ye Lin's teasing words, the corners of Yin Yang Master's mouth twitched slightly.

But as a Taiyi Golden Immortal, he can't do anything that will hurt his face.

"What I say is what I say. Come on."