Martial artists have a limited lifespan, and even if they transcend the Yuan Shen Realm, they can only live for more than a hundred years.

Immortal cultivators are not, eternal life is the end of immortal cultivators.

The three old men in front of him were seventy or eighty years old, and although they were full of energy, Ling Hao could see that they had reached their limit.

The mysterious attack in the body has faintly begun to subside, and it will be supported for twenty or thirty years at most.

"What Master Ling, yellow-headed boy, do you think that if you master the exercises of stepping on the sky, you will be great?"

The old man surnamed Song snorted coldly, and his tone was extremely dissatisfied: "Let us old men wait for you, we really don't know how to respect others." ”

"The fifth layer of the Yuan Shen Realm, with a lifespan of less than one year, Ling doesn't care about people who are about to die. ”

Ling Hao had already heard Old Ghost Song's disdain, and he didn't say anything, because Old Ghost Song was dying.

Unexpectedly, this old guy still relies on the old and sells the old.

I really thought he was muddy!

"What did you say?"

Ling Hao cursed Song Lao Ghost, and the people of the Song family immediately became excited, especially Song Chusheng, who had already had a grudge against Ling Hao, but now with the support of the ancestor, he became fearless.

The scolding is also more fierce.

"Noise!"

Ling Hao looked at everything, suddenly opened his mouth, and internal force erupted from his mouth, exploding on the spot like a bomb.

In the air, it seemed that with Ling Hao's roar and explosion, the temperature instantly rose, and Ling Hao was the center and blasted towards the direction of the Song family.

"Danger!!"

Song Laogui's face suddenly changed greatly, and he backhanded Tai Chi, wanting to draw a gossip shield with internal force to resist the attack of the sound wave.

"Boom!"

As soon as the Bagua Shield was formed, it was directly shattered by the impact of the sound wave, and Old Ghost Song's face became extremely pale.

"You... Exhaling like thunder, has it already surpassed the Yuan Shen Realm?"

"Poof!"

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and Old Ghost Song's expression became sluggish.

"Now, you only have three months left to live. ”

Ling Hao looked at Old Ghost Song indifferently, and immediately looked at Han Yeshuang and teased: "Miss Han, it seems that it is not bad to marry someone with big breasts, but I don't know how it feels." ”

In the air, he had already heard Han Lao Zu's words, and he couldn't help but feel a little interested in this old ancestor in his heart.

Maintain childlike innocence, only then will you be open-minded, and the exercises will be more refined.

Among these three old people, the old Song clan is not the oldest, but they are full of red light and can live for at least 30 years, exceeding 100 years old.

"Do you want to try? But you have to be responsible. ”

Exhaling and hurting Old Ghost Song, Han Yeshuang was shocked in her heart, but she and Ling Hao did not have any grudges, nor were they afraid, but straightened their chests, deliberately showed an amazing arc, and retorted with their lips.

"Ling has never been responsible for women. ”

Ling Hao shook his head, looked at the old woman surnamed Han and said: "Your exercises have begun to regress, and you shouldn't be able to live for many years, if you have time, you might as well come to Longjiang City to find me to practice, and you will definitely be able to live a few more years." ”

Ling Hao is such a person, he looks at the other party pleasing to the eye, and will not be stingy with advice.

If the other party is not pleasing to the eye, even the king of heaven will never make him nod.

But when he said this, everyone present was amazed.

You, a guy in your twenties, even pointed to an old man in his seventies or eighties, or even eighty or ninety, to teach others martial arts.

This special code is not what bragging is.

Even if you have a high level and strong exercises, you still have some knowledge.

"Master Ling, if there is a chance, I am willing to stay with the young man. ”

What's even more amazing is that Old Ghost Song not only didn't get angry, but said such a sentence with a light smile.

"The surname Song, you are blessed, if you really go to Longjiang, remember to bring your old body. ”

At this moment, the old man surnamed Hong also said amazingly.

At the foot of the mountain, everyone's breathing began to feel heavy.

Are these still two old men over 100 years old?

How do you look at the two of them like two children who haven't grown up?

Especially the people of the Song family, their faces were already extremely ugly at this time.

Grandpa was injured by a casual yell, and they had no way to take revenge, so they were very aggrieved.

"Lord Tang Feng, if they go, Ling will go back now. ”

Ling Hao didn't care how ugly the Song family's face was, he pointed his hand and said indifferently.

"This..."

Tang Mingzhi smiled bitterly, and immediately arched his hand at the old ghost Song: "Senior Song, you are injured, let the Song family take you back first, if you can get the spirit stone, Mingzhi will personally send it to the house." ”

Ling Hao was the main force, and although the Heavenly Sword Gate was led by him, Ling Hao had no chance of winning when he withdrew from them.

Ling Hao's casual exhalation made Tang Mingzhi even more amazed at Ling Hao's strength.

At the beginning, he was able to exhale and collapse the river, but today he can already exhale and injure the old ghost Song on the seventh or eighth layer of the Yuan Shen Realm.

It's only been a long time, and the progress has been so great.

"Okay, okay, surnamed Ling, our Song family won't suffer this loss in vain. ”

Old Ghost Song was supported by the two of them, and his whole body was extremely sore, and in order to resist the sound waves, the mysterious attack in his body had been exhausted.

If it weren't for that, the Song family behind him would inevitably all be hit hard.

When that time comes, he won't have the face to see his ancestors.

Seeing the Song family leave with an ugly face, Ling Hao said with his hand: "Lord Tang Feng, now you can lead the way." ”

At the seventh or eighth level of the Yuan Shen Realm, the heritage of the martial arts family in Longhua City is much deeper than that of Longjiang City.

But that's all, it hasn't reached the point where Ling Hao can't control it.

"Alas, Brother Ling, why are you bothered, Old Ghost Song is not a fuel-efficient lamp, and the Song family is not a small family in Longjiang City, and they are also people from the Xihai Provincial Martial Arts Association. ”

Tang Mingzhi nodded and reminded.

Although Ling Hao is very strong, the Song family is not just an old guy like Song Lao.

A powerful martial arts family, there are many branches alone.

"It doesn't matter, God comes to kill God, ghosts come to kill ghosts, a person who is about to die, there is nothing to fear. ”

Ling Hao responded indifferently, and immediately waved his hand to let Nie Hu come over.

Since he promised Nie Lingkong to educate Nie Hu, Ling Hao naturally would not break his promise, but how much Nie Hu could learn could only rely on his own comprehension ability.

"Master Ling, I don't know who the Immortal Master is?"

The group walked towards the depths of Panlong Mountain, and Ling Hao stood on the left and right of Hong Xiuyi and Han Laojiao.

Both of them looked at Ling Hao with deep meaning, eager to see through Ling Hao.

"It's just a casual cultivation, and the two seniors don't need to be tempted. ”

Ling Hao responded indifferently, and then said in a low voice: "Ling heard the words of the two just now, you gave your granddaughter to Ling, and Ling would like to thank you." ”

"Master Ling, grandpa is just joking, don't take it seriously. ”

Hong Xiuyi's face was flushed, she still had some dignity in front of Ling Hao a few days ago, but today she was upside down by her grandfather like this.

"Sister Ziyi, you don't take it seriously, I take it seriously, Brother Ling, the little woman is given away for nothing, do you want it?"

Han Yeshuang's narrow eyes stayed on Ling Hao, and he chuckled, but he was the same as the cold one on the phone.