"Second Lin, I haven't seen you in just a few months, I didn't expect you to become so strong. The man who was repelled by a blow looked at Lin Mad with a change in his gaze, and then shouted loudly: "Brothers, go up together and overturn Lin Er, otherwise, we will lose a lot of money...... Also, he said let's go together. ”

"Roar......

"Up!"

"him!"

"Do it!"

“……”

The others, screaming like fierce tigers, rushed towards Lin in unison. Although Lin Mad showed a very strong strength, which shocked them very much, it was not so easy to make them obey.

Every one of them was unruly, except for the leader of the red team, Lin Ao, no one was convinced.

Even if it's Lin Ao's younger brother, Lin Mad.

"Bang ......"

In a series of muffled sounds, one by one, like sick cats, were overturned, knocked away, and fell to the ground one after another.

Like a fairy scattering flowers.

No one could hurt a single hair of Lin Mad, and they were all quickly knocked away.

For these people, Lin Mad didn't kill them, these people were all his brothers, how could he kill his brothers? So, although some people were constantly being knocked away, all of them were just knocked away, and they just happened to fall to the ground.

Lin Mad's control of power is very precise.

Looking at the people he brought, in the case of besieging Lin Mad, he was still not an opponent, and was calmly and calmly knocked away by Lin Mad, Lin Ao's eyes narrowed into a straight line, and the expression on his face was also very exciting.

Shocking, suspicious, puzzled, and awe-inspiring!

Lin Mad is so strong, he was actually caught by the people without the pylorus, how strong is the no pylorus? Isn't it very awesome? However, Lin Changsheng, the number one gentleman in the capital, rescued Lin Mad from it, so how strong is this loser?

Such a strong loser, why would he be a loser, and he would be the number one loser in the capital?

As a father, Lin Ao didn't know anything about it, he felt that he didn't know anything about his only son, and his son also made him very strange.

Loser, arrogant, bullying men and women, unbearable, unlearned, useless? Are these words really appropriate for Lin Changsheng?

How did he do it? Will make the people of the world, even himself, think that he is unworthy of cultivation?

How?!

It's scary, it's incredible.

Lin Changsheng's strength made Lin Ao extremely shocked, although Lin Changsheng didn't make a move, Lin Ao didn't know how strong Lin Changsheng was.

But he knew that it was strong, at least stronger than the forest madness.

There is no doubt about it.

This shocked him.

And behind such a shock, what made Lin Ao even more shocked was that Lin Changsheng was a person, this loser, and this super gentleman.

is such a strong person, but he can make everyone think that he is a loser and a gentleman.

Deceived everyone.

And a deception, it is more than ten years.

Just this makes people feel terrifying.

In Lin Ao's opinion, if you want to do this, you want to deceive everyone for more than ten years, and the difficulty is definitely much more difficult than becoming a peerless master.

It's too hard.

It's incredible.

It's too hard to do.

This mind, this mind, this patience, this pretense...... Realm!

"Changsheng, this Pyloric Sect is very strong, even you are injured?" Lin Ao groaned, came to Lin Changsheng's side, and asked in a low voice.

As for the troops he brought, the troops of a regiment were knocked away by Lin Mad one after another, and he didn't bother to pay attention to it at all.

Lin Changsheng is the focus.

Moreover, at this moment, Lin Ao no more, will not, and dare not treat Lin Changsheng as a child, as a loser, and as a gentleman.

Although it was his son.

But he knew that he didn't know this son of his too well.

"Well, strong. Lin Changsheng nodded, and said in a deep voice: "There is an old master of the Wupylor Gate who is not dead, I was injured by the old master." ”

"The old boss, is he not dead, are you sure?!" Lin Ao's whole body shook suddenly, and his face changed dramatically.

This news was too shocking for Lin Ao.

"Yes. ”

Lin Changsheng nodded.

That old master was very strong, if it wasn't for the old master, how could Lin Changsheng be injured? Those four masters of the Innate Realm had already been frightened by Lin Dashao, and they didn't dare to stop him at all.

Although it is said that when they really fight, Lin Changsheng is not their opponent at all.

"He didn't die. Lin Ao frowned, sighed, and sighed, full of emotion, "The old head of the Wuhumen is not dead, I'm afraid that he is two hundred years old." ”

"Two hundred years old?!" Lin Changsheng's heart trembled, his eyes flashed with suspicion, full of incomprehension, and he couldn't help but secretly say in his heart: "I don't know what kind of exercises he is cultivating, but he is an ancient martial artist, and he can live for so many years." Didn't it mean that before the ancient martial artist stepped into the realm of heaven and man, he only had a lifespan of more than a hundred years at most, less than two hundred years? Why could he live so long?"

For cultivators, the longevity of each realm is different. The longevity of the Qi training period, theoretically, can live to be 100 years old without disasters and difficulties.

Shou Yuan is the same as the theoretical Shou Yuan of ordinary people.

Of course, whether it is a cultivator in the Qi cultivation period or an ordinary person, they may die in their fifties, sixties, seventies and eighties for various reasons, and some people live to **ten, or even more than a hundred.

And for the cultivators in the foundation building period, there are two hundred longevity yuan.

Doubled.

The head of the Pyloric Sect should be two hundred years old, which is really amazing.

It's nothing short of a miracle.

After all, although the strength of the ancient martial artists of the Innate Realm is comparable to that of the cultivators in the foundation building period, it is only comparable, and there is no way to cast spells, and similarly, Shou Yuan cannot be compared with his cultivators.

Theoretically, it is very difficult for an ancient martial artist in the innate realm to live to be one hundred or fifty or sixty years old.

However, the old head of the Pylorus turned out to be 200 years old.

Although I am only afraid of being 200 years old.

Incredible.

However, this is not the point, the point is that the old master of the no pylorus is now a master of the half-step realm of heaven and man, as long as the liquid internal strength in the body is condensed, condensed, and turned into a golden pill, he can become a master of the golden pill period in one leap.

That is the real awesome existence, and it is no different from a cultivator.

In the same way, the longevity will also increase, which is equivalent to the longevity of the cultivators in the Jindan period, which is the same, and there will be a full five hundred years of longevity.

There is a lyric that sings well: It really seems like living another 500 years.

Five hundred years?

Although he can't live anymore, but he lives to be five hundred years old, which is not a dream at all for the masters of the Jindan period.

is a fact.

And with the continuous improvement of cultivation, the continuous ascension of the realm, the life span of the cultivator will also continue to increase, if the cultivation becomes an immortal, as long as there is no accident and is not killed by others, it is almost immortal.

Live for thousands of years, tens of thousands of years, it's all the same as playing.

Thousands of years?

What is not eternal life for ordinary people?

……

Lin family!

Qin Qiaoshu, who had been waiting for Lin Changsheng at home, had a very ugly face at this time, and his brows were tightly locked. Ren Xiaoren, who was sitting opposite her, looked at Qin Qiaoshu and waited for her decision.

Although he was waiting for a decision, Qin Qiaoshu only had two choices. Again, these two choices, no matter which one they are, are a huge blow to Changsheng Technology, and it can even be said to be a fatal blow.

Go belly up.

It's almost a foregone conclusion.