"Haha, I didn't expect that I, Lin Jianghe, would be ruined on your little rabbit cub, pitiful, ridiculous, and pathetic!"

The aura around Lin Jianghe's body was like a broken bottle, all returned to this heaven and earth, and the whole person completely aged in an instant.

"The winner is king, and the loser eats dust......"

After finishing speaking, Lin Jianghe's head tilted and completely lost his breath.

"I remember it was three inches next to the opening of the heart on the left side......"

Zhang Ming muttered quietly and walked to Lin Jianghe's side, as if looking for the location of the treasure that Lin Jianghe said before.

"Ming'er, be careful. ”

Zhang Yingyang said with some concern behind Zhang Ming.

Zhang Ming took out a curved dagger from his arms, cut the clothes next to Lin Jianghe's heart, and cut the skin and muscles under Lin Jianghe's dirty clothes.

"It's okay, even if Lin Jianghe is still alive, father, he can't make any big waves here! Not to mention that this old man is dead. ”

Although he was a little uneasy in his heart, Zhang Yingyang also acquiesced to Zhang Ming's words, but Zhang Yingyang's divine sense constantly shrouded Zhang Ming and Lin Jianghe to prevent accidents.

Suddenly, Zhang Ming's dagger seemed to have stabbed a hard object, and then he was overjoyed in his heart, and then used the sharp dagger in his hand to dig out the thing on the left side of Lin Jianghe's heart.

Zhang Yingyang, who was behind Zhang Ming, swept the black metal stone in Zhang Ming's hand, and suddenly his expression changed greatly.

"Ming'er, hurry up and throw it away, that's ......"

Before Zhang Yingyang could speak, a black power with a cursed aura instantly wrapped around Zhang Ming's palm, like a pitch-black poisonous snake, directly entering Zhang Ming's body.

Zhang Yingyang stepped forward and took a sharp step, took Zhang Ming's hand, and instantly instilled his spiritual power into the strange curse that went deep into Zhang Ming's heart.

It's just at this critical moment.

Lin Jianghe, who was originally dead, suddenly opened his eyes.

There was a flash of brilliance in his mouth.

Then a phantom flashed,

Zhang Yingyang and Zhang Ming were instantly pierced through their bodies by a rune knife, and the brutal spiritual power destroyed all the organs and internal organs of Zhang Ming's body in an instant.

And Zhang Yingyang, who had most of the spiritual power instilled into Zhang Ming's body in his whole body, at the moment when the talisman knife entered his body, his internal organs were also ruptured, and his dantian was penetrated!

The situation turned around at this moment.

"Stupid, stupid!"

Lin Jianghe used his eyes to get close to Zhang Ming's eyes, he wanted to see Zhang Ming's unwilling, remorseful, and desperate eyes before he died, that was Lin Jianghe's favorite thing!

He wants this kid who likes to play tricks to taste the feeling of being killed by someone and play tricks. Zhang Ming, you don't even deserve to lift my shoes!

But, unexpectedly,

Zhang Ming's eyes turned out to contain ridicule and disdain.

"What are you laughing at?"

Lin Jianghe's talisman knife penetrated deeper into Zhang Ming's body, making Zhang Ming, who was already dying, even more painful to be tortured and killed, but this was still a little worse for Zhang Ming, who had tasted death.

"I'm ...... Got to know where your treasure is!"

Bright red blood foam flowed out of Zhang Ming's mouth, making his voice blurred.

Lin Jianghe's eyes were fierce and cruel.

"I know, anyway, you and your father will meet underground soon, and I will send your Zhang family down one by one to reunite with you!"

The spiritual power continued to wreak havoc in Zhang Ming and Zhang Yingyang's bodies through the talisman knife, as if Lin Jianghe wanted to return all the pain he had suffered in the past five years to this father and son.

Soon, Zhang Ming, as a mortal, couldn't hold on.

His eyes gradually lost their brilliance,

At this time, Zhang Ming said the last sentence.

"We ...... We'll see you again!"

After saying that,

Zhang Ming's head tilted, and he completely lost his breath.

Lin Jianghe looked at Zhang Ming, whose corpse was gradually getting colder, with disdain, and when they met, it would be after Lao Tzu enjoyed the glory and wealth of the world, and what happened after the end of Shouyuan.

Immediately afterwards, Lin Jianghe turned his gaze to Zhang Yingyang.

This enemy who once pierced his dantian twice.

"Then, my patriarch Zhang, isn't it time to accompany our eldest son Zhang Ming to hell!"

Just when Lin Jianghe was about to completely solve Zhang Yingyang's hidden danger in one go, he found that Zhang Yingyang's dantian at this time was flashing with silver light, because under Zhang Ming's cover before, Lin Jianghe didn't notice it.

Silver Glow......

Suddenly Lin Jianghe realized the source of the light,

That's the inheritance of the Zhang family, the ancestral talisman!

"Zhang Yingyang, are you crazy? That is the ancestral talisman of your Zhang family! Do you want to be the sinner of your Zhang family?" At this time, Lin Jianghe was completely panicked.

He didn't expect that Zhang Yingyang would not hesitate to choose to blow himself up as the ancestral talisman of the Zhang family's inheritance the moment he was penetrated through the dantian.

At this time, Lin Jianghe saw that the silver light between the cells was getting brighter and brighter, even to the point of dazzling tears, in this underground cell filled with silver light.

Zhang Yingyang's angry and painful voice appeared.

"Lin Jianghe, pay for my son's life!"

Finally, a stream of silver light bloomed in this small place, illuminating the darkness that had accumulated here for a hundred years, and also illuminating Lin Jianghe's desperate expression.

This time, he's really going to die!

......

Early in the morning, Zhang Ming woke up in bed again.

It's just that poor Zhang Ming once again tasted the despair of death, and this resurrection made Zhang Ming fall into a more intense pain than before.

As a mortal who could not cultivate, the first few times he died, Zhang Ming almost completed the steps of resurrection of his soul in a coma.

But with the strength of Zhang Ming's soul, Zhang Ming came to his senses earlier and earlier, so he took on more pain.

Not only that, but death does not gradually weaken with the strengthening of the soul, but becomes clearer as the soul becomes stronger.

That is to say, Zhang Ming will wake up earlier and earlier in each cycle, and will endure several times the previous pain until Zhang Ming's soul collapses because of the pain, and then Heavenly Dao creates another "Zhang Ming".

That's why it's a phrase that often circulates in the cultivation realm.

The higher the cultivation, the more fearful death will be.

As time goes on,

The pain gradually left Zhang Ming's soul as if it were stripped away, and Zhang Ming's soul also became stronger in this tearing and recovery this time.

Gradually, Zhang Ming's soul strength has even reached the apex of the foundation building realm.

The advantage is naturally that if Zhang Ming can cultivate, he will quickly break through the current realm during the Qi refining period, and the disadvantage is that Zhang Ming can no longer withstand the death of a few more times.