The white-haired old man walked with each step, as if he was one with heaven and earth, and his every move resonated with Dao Yun.

He walked faster and faster, and there was an afterimage in the air, and he passed through the wall as if he were in a no-man's land.

In the secret room, the sword-eyed man always observed Lin Zhiyu's changes, unaware that a slight rickety was quietly approaching behind him.

"Not bad, not bad!" The white-haired old man became more and more happy the more he looked at it, and he couldn't help but applaud.

The sword-eyed man is creepy, this secret room is only held by himself and the Great Elder in the clan, and it is protected by several formations, once someone steps in, it will trigger the police system, attracting terrifying power bombardment.

Lin Tian turned his head to look, and found that an old man with white eyebrows and white beard was staring at Lin Zhiyu who was sitting in the center, motionless, not noticing his existence at all.

Suddenly, the old man's eyebrows furrowed, and he stretched out his fingers, and the tips of his fingers were surrounded by an aura as green as jade.

Lin Tian was stunned for a while, he felt an extremely powerful life essence from the green aura, as if as long as he sniffed lightly, his longevity could increase.

Although he was surprised in his heart, he couldn't help but step forward to stop the old man from making a move, after all, this unknown person might have a ghost in his heart.

The white-haired old man seemed to completely ignore his existence, and with a wave of his sleeve robe, a gust of wind actually rose, knocking Lin Tian to the ground.

"It's too much!" Lin Tian gritted his teeth, this old man actually did it to himself, although it was fine, but he was extremely dissatisfied in his heart, trespassing on the forbidden place of the Lin family, not to mention, and hurting people, what did this make him the head of the Lin family face?

The white-haired old man ignored it, he pointed slightly, and saw that there was an incomparably pure life aura pouring into Lin Zhiyu's body.

Lin Zhiyu shook violently, the ground where he was sitting began to crack, and a trace of black gas evaporated from his body, and his closed eyes moved slightly at this moment.

The white-haired old man's eyes suddenly became indifferent, staring at the figure, and shouted, "Evil animal, don't you get out yet?"

He sealed his hands, only to see a pure and flawless beautiful lotus flower appear in the air, and when he waved his hand, the lotus flower actually hung above Lin Zhiyu's head, and then sprinkled a little pink light rain and fell on Lin Zhiyu.

Suddenly, Lin Zhiyu shook violently, his skin quickly dried up, contracted, and then fell off piece by piece.

In an instant, the fallen skin rapidly deteriorated, and when it came into contact with the light and rain, it began to spontaneously combust, turning into an incomparably evil black smoke floating in the air.

What is even more surprising is that the lotus flower actually sprouted countless tiny white threads downward, covering its head in a clump of gauze.

"What are you going to do, old fellow?" Lin Tian was furious, and he wanted to kill the old man directly, but between them, there seemed to be an invisible barrier that isolated him.

The old man changed his handprints, and the thousands of white silk threads under the lotus flower gushed out a golden luster, and the luster quickly gathered into needles on the periphery, and then pierced into various acupuncture points in Lin Zhiyu's brain.

The white-haired old man looked at it thoughtfully, while Lin Tian was stunned as he walked aside, he stopped attacking the barrier and continued to watch, as if the old man was saving him!

The white-haired old man snorted coldly, and thousands of white silks hung down like a waterfall, seeping into the magic pattern, and at the same time, a crack opened at the eyebrow, and a pitch-black insect with two horns on its head and a hundred feet on its belly crawled out of it, and the hideous magic pattern disappeared immediately.

The white-haired old man's eyes froze, and he said coldly: "What a despicable method, he actually planted a hundred poisonous zombie cups with the same bloodline, so as to better take away his body!"

Immediately, the white-haired old man burst into the air, turning into a blood mist, and at the same time, the white silk returned to the lotus, revealing an extremely handsome face.

Lin Zhiyu opened his eyes, and there was a powerful coercion in his pupils, as if he wanted to suppress everyone.

And his breath is also rising rapidly, his blood is roaring and rolling, as if there is a flame burning in the blood, and the skin that is as crystal as jade is also filled with a brilliant luster.

"Boom!"

The ground shook, an incomparably terrifying will was born, he was like a god reviving at this moment, the reincarnation of the Buddha, the blood, bones, and tendons continued to erupt with a "bang" sound, and the surrounding aura frantically converged towards him, with him as the center, forming a storm.

"Blood Soul Dual Realm, Blood Soul Triple Realm, Blood Soul Quadruple Realm..."

Finally, upon reaching the Blood Soul Fivefold Realm, this sublimation transformation disappeared.

His breath was calm, and at this moment, he was rich and magnificent, and his eyes like black gems shone with arrogance.

He raised his eyes to look at the white-haired old man, and he did not panic in the slightest, but had a fighting spirit that was eager to try.

The white-haired old man laughed at this moment, extremely happy, as if a peerless divine weapon had fallen in front of him.

"Wisdom... Ji-woo? Lin Tian said in a trembling voice, this legendary figure with peerless talent was actually standing in front of him at this moment, he was a little incredulous.

Lin Zhiyu felt Lin Tian's gaze, and there was a trace of waves on his face, and asked, "Are you ...... Little Tian'er? The patriarch's young son! ”

Lin Tian nodded, his gaze wandered, looking at this amazing and brilliant character, he actually had the idea of being ashamed, as if he could not compare to him if he cultivated for another life.

And at this moment, at the door of the secret room, a figure stood quietly, he looked at it from the air, and the latter saw his face, his face twitched slightly, and his straight body like a gun also bent down, and said excitedly: "Big brother!"

The person standing next to the door was the Great Elder of the Lin Family, who had felt the movement of the secret room earlier, so he hurried over.

Lin Hu was speechless, tears slid down his cheeks, this was the first thing his brother said to him in more than 20 years.

"Brother, don't cry." Lin Zhiyu walked over and hugged the figure standing by the door, and at the same time, his eyes were a little moist.

"Little brother, my father worked hard for you and died of illness, and now, I will not let you leave my side again." Lin Hu slapped Lin Zhiyu's back heavily and said sadly.

Lin Zhiyu nodded, the dark and lonely life in the clan tower made him extremely attached to this sudden warmth.

At this time, the white-haired old man coughed lightly, breaking the situation, and at the same time, with a flick of his sleeves, he removed the invisible barrier that separated Lin Tian.

Lin Tian walked forward and said to the white-haired old man: "Thank you seniors for coming to the rescue, the juniors have offended a lot before, please forgive me."

"No visit!" The white-haired old man said something lightly, and at the same time his eyes turned to Lin Zhiyu, his previous strength that had risen by leaps and bounds was a little unexpected to him, it seemed that it was the effect of that kind of physique.

Lin Hu also looked at the figure of the white-haired old man, and also knelt down on one knee, and said gratefully: "The kindness of the seniors, the younger generations are unforgettable, and I am willing to be a cow and a horse in the next life to repay the seniors."

The white-haired old man hurriedly helped him up, and at the same time, he walked sideways and stood in front of Lin Zhiyu.

Lin Zhiyu was about to speak, but was interrupted by the white-haired old man, and a voice full of domineering majesty sounded in the air.

"Lin Zhiyu, are you willing to be an old man's disciple and inherit the disciple for the old mantle?!"