Dantian is the most critical foundation for cultivators, the origin of qi, and the belonging of the Tao.

If ordinary people succeed in opening up the dantian, they will be able to leap into the dragon gate and become cultivators admired by thousands of people from then on.

If a cultivator's dantian is destroyed, he will be beaten back to his original prototype and completely reduced to a waste that is inferior to even mortals.

At this time, Zhao Haisheng curled into a ball, and all the acupoints and meridians on his body were destroyed, and he hated Zhang Qiang so much that he gritted his teeth.

However, he bit his bloody lip tightly and endured it, thinking that as long as the dantian was still there, he would always be a cultivator. As long as it can stimulate spiritual power, there will be a chance to turn over.

Zhang Qiang is a well-deserved cultivation genius, and in less than a month, he has gone from a mortal martial artist to a high-level qi practitioner at the peak of the sixth layer of qi training.

Even compared to the first day of the Black Dragon Sect, Lynch, it was not far behind.

The third uncle was seriously injured and died, and the culprit was the person in front of him, and he had never hated a person like now.

Zhang Qiang used both fists and feet to destroy the meridians and acupoints on Zhao Haisheng's body one by one, with the purpose of making him despair in infinite pain and eventually die.

Dantian is such an important trick, will Zhang Qiang miss it?

"Shaoyang, Shaoyin, Sun, Taiyin!" Zhang Qiang pointed out with both hands one after another, Zhao Haisheng snorted a few times, and the four major meridians on his body were crushed by qi.

"As long as I keep my dantian, I will always be a cultivator!" Zhao Haisheng gritted his teeth and struggled to support.

"As long as I go back alive, my father will definitely avenge me! When the time comes, I will make your life worse than death, a hundred times more painful than me!" he still clung to the last glimmer of hope.

Zhang Qiang's eyes were cold, and he slowly spit out two words in his mouth: "Dantian!", the voice was like the roar of a fierce beast, like the sound of asking for life from hell, which was terrifying.

"Don't!" Zhao Haisheng's eyes widened in horror, trembling all over, looking at Zhang Qiang as if facing a demon, and roaring desperately in a hoarse voice: "You can't be like this, you can't abolish my dantian!"

Zhang Qiang's movements suddenly became extremely slow, and his right fist slowly poked out, inch by inch towards Zhao Haisheng's dantian.

"You're the devil!" Zhao Haisheng was really scared this time, and he had no hope at the last moment.

If the dantian is destroyed, he will become a mortal like those pigs and dogs, living as dirty as them, and he will not be able to understand what spiritual power is and what a cultivator is for the rest of his life.

Zhang Qiang's eyes were cold, and his blood-red gaze made Zhao Haisheng completely crazy, and the fists in his hands seemed to be from under the Nine Shadows, as if they would pull the other party into hell in the next moment.

"Don't! Daddy...... Help me!" Zhao Haisheng felt that every second was as long as a lifetime, and Zhang Qiang's fists were like a devil with teeth and claws.

struggled with all his strength to escape, but Zhao Haisheng felt as if he was in a deep quagmire, and he couldn't move a bit.

The corners of Zhang Qiang's mouth suddenly turned up, as if he was laughing, and seemed to be crying, in his mind, he first chased the scene of the third uncle playing and playing when he was a child, and then the scene changed, and it became the scene of the third uncle teaching his mortal martial arts with a serious face......

Bit by bit of beautiful family affection appeared in his mind, and unconsciously, Zhang Qiang was already teary-eyed.

"Third uncle, rest in peace!"

Zhang Qiang clenched his fist, and after a bang, it hit Zhao Haisheng under his lower abdomen.

Zhao Haisheng's face turned pale, and at this moment, he clearly sensed that he had lost the most precious thing, but he couldn't hold it when he reached out.

"The power of heaven and earth, they have completely abandoned me......" Zhao Haisheng regretted in his heart, there are so many women in the Black Dragon Sect, why do you want to provoke the woman in front of you?

Unconsciously, Zhao Haisheng's eyes were full of viciousness when he looked at Zhang Cui, and Zhang Cui screamed in surprise, like a frightened lamb, almost crying.

"If you can withstand my last move, I will spare your life, otherwise, die!" Zhang Qiang glanced at Zhao Haisheng, his expression was flat, and he couldn't tell whether he was sad or happy.

"I'm already a waste!" Zhao Haisheng was like a beast that had fallen into a trap, but after a bang in his head, he quieted down again, and muttered to himself: "Live, I want to live!"

Maybe this kind of psychology can't even be explained by himself, a dignified cultivator, the dantian is destroyed, what is the difference between that and death?

Since there is no difference, why do you still want to live in your heart after your dantian is abolished?

Zhang Qiang can explain that he has wandered on the edge of life and death many times, and knows better than anyone the importance of being alive.

Ants are still greedy for life, let alone people?

"The last move, you have to remember your own words!" Zhao Haisheng's eyes widened, trying to grab the last straw, almost roaring.

The corners of Zhang Qiang's mouth were raised, and he squinted at Zhao Haisheng, who was almost collapsed.

"I just want to give you hope, and then make you desperate again!" Zhang Qiang's eyes exuded a sense of anger, and the whole person moved again.

grabbed Zhao Haisheng with his left hand, held him in the air, and his right fist danced into a violent wind, slamming towards the opponent.

With a snort, it seemed that something had burst open, Zhang Qiang's fist did not stop, and it swept over the other party's internal organs in an instant.

The energy in his hand burst out, and it penetrated Zhao Haisheng's body in an instant.

Unconsciously, Zhao Haisheng's body was already full of the energy left by Zhang Qiang.

Zhang Qiang withdrew his hand and stood silent.

Zhao Haisheng looked at himself with a look of disbelief, and found that although this last move made him tingle all over his body, it did not leave any traces on his body, and he looked at Zhang Qiang strangely.

"Could it be that this kid is afraid of my father's prestige and doesn't dare to kill him?" By the way, it must be like this!" Zhao Haisheng suddenly showed ecstasy, pointed at Zhang Qiang's nose and shouted: "You don't dare to kill me! Hmph, my father is a dignified foundation building monk, you are afraid!"

The corners of Zhang Qiang's mouth turned up slightly, and there was something new in his eyes when he looked at Zhao Haisheng, which seemed to be pity and ridicule.

Just now, Zhang Qiang shattered the opponent's internal organs with a secret technique, and then filled his own energy with lightning speed, reaching a temporary balance.

Although Zhao Haisheng's injuries at this moment do not seem to be fatal, Zhang Qiang is absolutely sure that within three hours, Zhao Haisheng will definitely die!

"Don't get out of here!" Zhang Qiang squinted and shouted.

Zhao Haisheng was amnesty, and ran out of the city with a rolling belt.

"Brother Qiang......" As soon as Zhang Cui's words came to his mouth, he saw Zhang Qiang's figure flash, and followed Zhao Haisheng away.

Thinking that Zhao Haisheng's father was a foundation building monk, Zhang Cui was worried about Zhang Qiang, and he was confused for a while, but he didn't know what to do.

"If he is here, he will definitely be able to help Brother Qiang......" For some reason, a face that was almost demonic appeared in Zhang Cui's mind......

Zhang Qiang easily followed Zhao Haisheng, and after arriving at the elder's living area, his figure flashed and quietly hid aside.

"Old Chen, where is my father?" Zhao Haisheng asked impatiently, grabbing an old slave.

"On behalf of the sect master, I have gone to deal with the matter of the assessment of the core disciples!"

Zhang Qiang's expression moved, he felt strange in his heart, and thought: "During the trip to the Demon Beast Forest, most of those disciples fell, and it was not too late for them to come back, it seems that no one got Zi Linglong! Could it be that there are really people who not only get Zi Linglong, but also come back before themselves?"

Seeing that Zhao Haisheng urged the old slave to get some elixir, Zhang Qiang was no longer interested in following a dying person, and his body moved, and he went straight to the Black Dragon Palace.

The Black Dragon Hall is located on the top of the main peak of the Black Dragon Sect, built with huge stones, majestic and majestic, and the entire hall looks like a giant dragon from a distance.

Zhang Qiang, as a Qi cultivation disciple, easily passed the guard and walked to the main hall.

There are more than ten people in the hall, and above the main seat is a middle-aged man with a pockmarked face, which seems to be the so-called acting sect master.

When Zhang Qiang returned to the sect, he heard a disciple say that the sect master had closed the life and death barrier, but he didn't expect that this acting sect master turned out to be Zhao Haisheng's father, Zhao Yulong.

"This person is the one who connived at the killing of the third uncle Zhang Tian!" Zhang Qiang clenched his fist and made a crackling sound.

Sensing that there was a gaze looking at him, Zhang Qiang's expression moved, and after seeing the owner of the gaze clearly, he showed an extremely strange expression.

"Li Zhiling, isn't he dead?" Zhang Qiang felt incredulous, fixed his mind, and observed again.

That person is delicate, with a somewhat immature look on his face, who else can he be if he is not Li Zhiling?

But the clearer Zhang Qiang saw in his eyes, the more he muttered in his heart.

Li Zhiling went deep into the deep forest of demon beasts in front of everyone, and if he wanted to find the next purple Linglong, it would take several hours.

But not long after everyone separated, the beast tide erupted from the depths of the demon beast deep forest, if it is said that the most deserving beast tide, Li Zhiling can definitely be ranked first.

The person in front of him was standing here alive, but Zhang Qiang didn't believe it, there must be something strange in this!

How could a disciple of the fifth level of Qi cultivation survive in the beast tide? Could it be that those demon beasts took the initiative to let him go? This is even more impossible!

Beast tide, as we all know, those demon beasts crush all the resistance in front of them. Don't say that it is a human monk, even if it is a demon beast in the way, it will never let go.

At this time, Li Zhiling was looking at Zhang Qiang with a smile, and there was a bit of playfulness in his expression.

Zhang Qiang frowned, and said in his heart: "This ...... It's not Li Zhiling at all!"

Ever since Zhang Qiang showed his strength in the Demon Beast Forest, Li Zhiling and Zhao Hai have been impressed by each other, and it is impossible for the other party to look at him with such a provocative look!

Zhang Qiang became alert at the moment, silently urged the spiritual power in his body, and unconsciously tightened the small stick in his hand.

"Ladies and gentlemen, my sect has been plagued by the beast tide, and the sect master does not want history to repeat itself, so he has made up his mind to close the gap between life and death. Zhao Mouxi is the acting sect master, and now he will complete the assessment of the core disciples before the beast tide. ”

Zhao Yulong's voice was strong, and he easily let the sound of speech spread to every corner of the Black Dragon Palace.

"Zhao is now announcing that Li Zhiling, a Qi cultivation disciple, has now become a core disciple of the sect because he successfully obtained Zi Linglong!"

"This is absolutely impossible!" No one knows Li Zhiling better than Zhang Qiang, even if there is no beast tide, he may not be able to come back alive.

Li Zhiling glanced at Zhang Qiang, and the corners of his mouth showed a slight sarcasm.

Zhang Qiang's expression moved, and at that moment just now, he saw a gray glint flash in Li Zhiling's eyes.

Although he didn't know what the gray light of Lu Dao was, he felt a throbbing in his heart, as if he was facing a life and death crisis, and he took a few steps back cautiously at the moment, widening the distance between him and Li Zhiling.