Ancient clan's Lin clan!
"It's you!" "Yes!"
Lin Ling's gaze swept over him, and he was secretly shocked. This man was the one who had given him the sword in the Boneyard.
"Linley!" Zhang Jiuyun's face turned ugly.
"Zhang Jiuyun, you already lost one of your subordinates in the Boneyard. Do you think you can stop me by yourself?" The man laughed disdainfully. He took a step forward, and the ground erupted with flames. He punched out, his target being the old man who had ambushed him.
"Daoxian, your life is going to end here!" "Yes!"
This fist was made of red flames, and it was clearly hotter than Lin Ling's flames. The old man's face changed. He wanted to dodge, but it was too late. He could only take it head-on. He growled, "Icy Corpse!" "Yes!"
Instantly, his entire body transformed into a block of ice, becoming incomparably hard!
But he was still unable to block the man's fist!
Bang!
The ice shattered, scattering all over the ground. Uncle Daoxian … was dead!
"What a powerful uncle!" "Yes!"
Lin Ling stared blankly at Linley, a hint of yearning in his eyes. He wondered when he would be able to reach such a level of strength.
As for Zhang Jiuyun, his face was pale. He had never imagined that Linley would appear here. Suddenly, he realized that he had overlooked a crucial point. Linley had come here to find the Lin clan's bloodline, and that person was the demon-masked youth. Thus, it was normal for Linley to appear here!
Unfortunately, when he saw Lin Ling again, Zhang Jiuyun had only wanted to kill Lin Ling, and had forgotten this point.
"Ancient clan's Zhang clan? Are they powerful? " "Yes!"
Linley drank as he walked towards Zhang Jiuyun. He extended a finger, and a red flame appeared at the tip of his finger. He flicked it. "You're just a branch disciple of the Zhang clan. There are as many of you as there are hairs on an ox. Without you, would the Zhang clan dare to start a war with my Lin clan?" "Yes!"
Swish!
The red flame he flicked out was like a grain of light, but when it landed on Zhang Jiuyun's body, it immediately exploded into flames, burning Zhang Jiuyun to ashes.
"Who is this person? How domineering!" "Yes!"
Everyone who saw this scene sucked in a cold breath.
Not only was that middle-aged man very powerful, but he also did not fear the Ancient Clan's Zhang Family at all. He had casually killed the Zhang Family's Young Master. Evidently, this middle-aged man possessed an extraordinary origin.
"Carefree! "
Lin Ling's heart thumped wildly. This was the kind of expert he yearned for. He was free and straightforward, and if he didn't like someone, he would make a move without any fear.
Unknowingly, he found himself admiring that middle-aged man. Perhaps that middle-aged man's way of doing things was what Lin Ling yearned for the most.
"Uncle, thank you for your help!" "
Lin Ling had left a good impression on Lin Ling, and so Lin Ling cupped his hands in greeting.
"Uncle? F * ck, Ling 'er, I am your fourteenth uncle! "
In order to find Lin Ling, he had to act as both a father and a mother. After the Summit of Geniuses had concluded, he had immediately gone to find Lin Ling, but Lin Ling had disappeared like a fox. And in the Boneyard, after the person in the tomb had awakened, he had immediately chased after Lin Ling, but Lin Ling had run faster than a rabbit.
Now that they had finally met, Lin Ling actually called him uncle, which made him extremely depressed.
"Huh? Fourteenth Uncle? "
Lin Ling blinked. In truth, he had always felt an inexplicable sense of closeness towards this middle-aged man. It was just that after coming to this world, he had witnessed the fickleness of the world, so he was a bit more cautious.
"I wanted to tell you last time, but you ran too fast. This time, I'll tell you everything. You, Lin Ling, have the bloodline of the ancient clan's Lin family, and I am your fourteenth uncle. When you turn sixteen, I will be responsible for bringing you back to the ancient clan's Lin family!" Linley continued to explain.
Lin Ling's eyes widened, and his heart shook like thunder.
He actually had the bloodline of the ancient clan's Lin family, and this Linley was his fourteenth uncle. All the bloodlines of the ancient clan's Lin family had to return to the Lin family at the age of sixteen to test their talent. And right now, he was almost sixteen!
Thinking back to what Huo Leiting had said before, when he turned sixteen, there would be someone coming to pick him up from that place. It seemed that place was the ancient clan's Lin family!
"Lin Ling has the bloodline of the ancient clan's Lin family? "
The people of the Gu Yan Sect were also shocked. The situation had changed beyond their imagination.
As for the people of the other three sects, they could only smile bitterly. Who would have thought that the demon-masked youth would turn around and become the young master of the Lin family!
It had to be said that this was extremely dramatic!
Lin Ling was stunned for a long time, but in the end, he had no choice but to accept this reality. He couldn't help but look at Elder Xin Hai, and indifferently said: "Elder Xin Hai, shouldn't we settle the accounts between us?" "
In the distance, Elder Xin Hai's face was extremely pale. Even if you beat him to death, he would never have thought that Lin Ling would go from an ant-like existence to a person who could control his life and death.
"Lin Ling, we don't have any great enmity between us. How about we both take a step back?" Elder Xin Hai said nervously.
"Haha! "
Lin Ling laughed loudly. His laughter carried a hint of frivolity, as if the pressure in his heart for the past year had finally been released, making him feel as if a heavy burden had been lifted off his shoulders: "Do you think that's possible? "
"Ling 'er, does this old man have any enmity with you? You've got guts, daring to offend my ancient clan's Lin family. Haha, Fourteenth Uncle doesn't have anything to give you today, so I'll help you get rid of your enemy! " "
Linley coldly stared at Xin Hai. With his temperament, he could guess that the old man had some enmity with Lin Ling. However, this wasn't important. The important thing was that the old man was like an ant in his eyes.
"I'll give you three breaths of time. If you can escape from me, I'll let you live!" His expression was as if he could control everything, causing Lin Ling to admire him even more. With strength, one could be domineering!
"Elder Xin Hai, didn't you hear me? If you don't run now, you won't have the chance later! " Lin Ling lightly smiled. He liked this feeling. Not letting someone control his life, but controlling the life and death of others!
"I."
Elder Xin Hai's expression constantly changed. In the next moment, he madly fled into the distance.
"One."
"Two."
"Three." "Count."
Linley calmly counted. In the next moment, his eyes lit up. He stretched out his finger and drew a cross in front of him. A cross formed from flames appeared, transforming into a beautiful light that slashed forward!
This flame cross was not only fast, but it also burned everything!
"Ah!" "Ah!"
Elder Xin Hai's pained voice came from the distance. He had been cut into four pieces, and each piece was burning. An elder of a generation had fallen just like that!
"So strong. Elder Xin Hai had already fled a thousand meters away, but he still couldn't block Fourteenth Uncle's attack. This is the power of an attack breaking through the body!" Lin Ling inwardly admired, then sighed in his heart.
His enemy, Elder Xin Hai, had died just like that!
Then Lin Ling looked at the remaining elders of the five peaks.
"Young Master Lin, please spare my life!" "Yes!"
"That day, we were only bewitched by old ghost Xin Hai. In reality, we didn't want to make things difficult for you!" "Yes!"
"Yes, I also tried to persuade old ghost Xin Hai many times, but he wouldn't listen!" "Yes!"
The remaining elders of the five peaks all knelt down and begged for mercy. They no longer had their former high and mighty attitude.
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