"Beat him! Beat him hard! Beat me hard! Beate this young master to death!" A young man in gorgeous clothes shouted with a vicious face, with a violent look in his eyes.

A young man lay on the ground, letting the people around him punch and kick him, but the young man didn't move, as if he was dead.

At this time, a short and fat man walked to the young man in the air, with a worried look on his face and said softly: "Mr. Wang, if you continue to fight like this, the little waste Ling Zhan will be beaten to death!"

The corner of Wang Shao's mouth curled slightly, outlining a sneer, and snorted: "It's better to beat him to death, anyway, he's just a waste of the Ling family! If you beat him to death, maybe the Ling family will have to thank me for this young master!"

The short and fat boy looked at the boy lying on the ground with pity, shook his head, and continued, "Mr. Wang, beating him to death is indeed a trivial matter. But don't forget that the Ling family has a martial artist with a peak cultivation level. That's Ling Zhan's biological grandfather."

Hearing this, a trace of fear flashed in Mr. Wang's eyes, and his face became a little ugly. He almost gritted his teeth and said, "That old man will kill him one day!"

Pooh!

Mr. Wang spat thick phlegm on the ground and shouted to the person who was attacking Ling Zhan: "Okay, the Japanese young master is in a good mood now, so let's spare this waste!"

After saying that, Mr. Wang walked to Ling Zhan, squatted down, and looked at Ling Zhan with a playful smile.

At this time, Ling Zhan had no good place on his body. His clothes were damaged, his skin was purple, his body was covered with wounds, and his gurgling blood was left out. His face was even more bruised, his eyes were swollen, his eyes were swollen, and his nose fell to the ground dripping with blood, looking very miserable.

Mr. Wang looked at Ling Zhan coldly, with a strong murderous aura in his eyes and a warning tone, saying, "Little waste, remember, Feng Xuening belongs to me, and she is not something you can get involved in! If I let my young master see you and Feng Xuening next time, be careful of your life!"

Mr. Wang found a black small sword hanging around Ling Zhan's neck. His eyes rolled, as if he had thought of something funny. He curled his lips and showed an evil smile. He pulled the small sword from Ling Zhan's neck, and the tip of the sword was down and stabbed it downwards. Almost most of the black small sword pierced into Ling Zhan's palm, and blood immediately poured out.

The little sword pierced into his palm, and Ling Zhan's body trembled suddenly. However, he did not say anything, but looked at Mr. Wang with unyielding eyes.

Mr. Wang showed a cruel smile and said coldly: "If you have backbone, I like people with backbone!" After that, he grabbed the hilt of the small sword and stirred it hard a few times.

A sound of flesh-breaking tingling that made people hear the scalp numb, and Ling Zhan's palm instantly became bloody and fuzzy.

The strong pain came, and Ling Zhan only felt a fainting from his head. He couldn't help but groan twice, and his body almost curled up into a ball!

From beginning to end, Ling Zhan never asked for a single circumference!

It was the fat man who came to Mr. Wang and said worriedly: "Okay, Mr. Wang, if this continues, Ling Zhan's life will be really out of order."

Mr. Wang looked at Ling Zhan with disdain and said proudly: "Hmph! A waste is a waste, and he has no sense of accomplishment at all."

The short and fat boy had a flattering expression on his face and said, "That's natural. How can that waste Ling Zhan compare with you, Mr. Wang! Mr. Wang, you are only fourteen years old and are already a level nine warrior. In our Green Willow City, he is also a top genius. He will definitely be a big shot in Xuanyang Sect in the future."

Young Master Wang showed a proud smile on his face and said, "Patient Hu, this is a good thing. I like to listen to it! Let's go to Zuixianglou today and find a few top brands to accompany you. If you don't get drunk, I will treat you to you!"

After saying that, a group of people walked towards the distance.

Ling Zhan was lying on the cold ground, his body trembling, and there was no place on his body that was not hurt. Ling Zhan giggled with teeth, and a light of hatred shot out in his eyes, and a trembling voice said, "I, Ling Zhan, must avenge today!"

After saying this, Ling Zhan felt dizzy in his brain, dark in front of him, and then he lost consciousness.

Ling Zhan lay motionless on the ground, like a dead person.

Suddenly, the black little sword pierced in Ling Zhan's palm made a buzzing sound. A white light appeared on the surface of the black little sword. With a blink of an eye, the little sword flew out of Ling Zhan's palm.

The little sword floated in the air, circled around Ling Zhan, and then stabbed Ling Zhan's eyebrows.

Surprisingly, when the black sword touched Ling Zhan's eyebrows, it melted directly, as if it had melted into some kind of liquid.

After the black sword penetrated Ling Zhan's eyebrows, the muscles on Ling Zhan's face began to twist, his expression became more and more ferocious, and his body began to shake quickly, looking like he was going crazy!

After a while, Ling Zhan's body slowly stopped.

At the same time, a faint white halo appeared on the surface of Ling Zhan's body.

It's strange that when Ling Zhan encountered this faint white light, the wound on his body began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye. In almost the blink of an eye, countless scars disappeared.

Ling Zhan's originally bloated face also returned to his original elegance, and his messy breathing gradually stabilized.

Suddenly, Ling Zhan suddenly opened his eyes, and a carp thrust and jumped up from the ground. He looked at himself carefully and burst into laughter.

Ling Zhan stretched out a middle finger, pointed it at the sky, and shouted loudly: "Damn Zerg grandsons! How about it? I didn't expect that your Grandpa Ling Zhan is alive again! Hahaha, Zerg grandsons, wash your butts quickly. It won't take long to go away your grandmother Ling Zhan will be able to swell your anus, hahaha!"

Suddenly, Ling Zhan's laughter stopped abruptly, but his face still had the look he had just laughed, and he looked extremely funny.

Ling Zhan turned his head and looked around, unable to help frowning.

The surrounding buildings, both in style and in style, are seriously inconsistent with your memory.

Are you on a planet that has not yet been truly civilized?

At this moment, a memory that did not belong to Ling Zhan flashed through his mind like a movie.

After a long time, a trace of sudden enlightenment flashed in Ling Zhan's eyes.

Ling Zhan showed a laughing and crying expression and murmured: "No! I actually traveled through my soul this time! And I also traveled to another dimension of universe! Damn, I didn't play with me like this! The space barrier between the universe is the most solid, and it can't be broken even with a super-energy extermination cannon. Can I never return to the original universe in this life?"

Ling Zhan, 37 years old, is a lieutenant colonel of the federal army, a seven-star spiritual abilities, and has seven seven-star cosmic biography clones! He is a first-class genius in the federal army and has a bright future. Unfortunately, in a war with the Zerg, he was attacked by Zerg masters, and all the seven cosmic biography clones were killed in battle, and Ling Zhan himself was honored to die in his country.

But he didn't expect that after his death, his soul was absorbed into the amulets of the family, and traveled through the universe, and came to the Southern Wilderness Continent. What's more coincidental is that his amulets of the family were actually worn close to him by another guy named Ling Zhan. Just now, his soul occupied Ling Zhan's body, which means that Lieutenant Colonel Ling Zhan, who was dominating in the federal army, was resurrected.

Ling Zhan silently looked at the memories in his mind, his face becoming increasingly ugly.

This little guy named Ling Zhan’s fourteen-year career is simply a history of suffering!

In the Southern Wilderness Continent, martial arts are the most respected!

From low to high, the cultivation level is divided into martial artists, warriors, warriors, martial artists, great martial artists, Wuzong, Wuwang, Wusaint, and Wu Zun. Each level is divided into nine stars. According to legend, the warriors who have practiced martial masters can break stars with one punch, break the earth with one kick, cross the mountains and seas, and do everything. They are simply a living god!,

Unfortunately, Ling Zhan's pores were blocked since childhood and could not absorb spiritual energy from the air to practice. In other words, Ling Zhan was an absolute waste! Since childhood, he grew up with the ridicule and ridicule of others.

If Ling Zhan's parents are still there, everything will be fine. After all, Ling Zhan's parents are both martial arts masters and play an important role in the Ling family. In addition, Ling Zhan's grandfather is the Supreme Elder of the Ling family and the No. 1 master. Although others look down on Ling Zhan, they will at least not say it in front of him.

However, a year ago, Ling Zhan's parents never came out after entering Yanjue Forest. Rumors were rumored that Ling Zhan's parents had died in Yanjue Forest. In addition, Ling Zhan's grandfather was obsessed with practicing before, so he had already been in seclusion for practice very early. It can be said that Ling Zhan's backers have all disappeared.

Ling Zhan's status in the family has been declining again and again, and in the end, his direct master of the Ling family was forced to sleep in the cold woodshed! Even the servants of the Ling family could humiliate him wantonly.

Two days ago, Feng Xuening, the eldest daughter of the Feng family, just saw Ling Zhan feel pitiful, and felt compassion in her heart. She gave Ling Zhan a few gold coins. However, she did not expect that because of these gold coins, Ling Zhan suffered such a disaster!

Ling Zhan also has a sister named Ling Xue, who is of average martial arts talent.

Ling Xue occupies a very important position in Ling Zhan’s heart.

Seeing this, Ling Zhan couldn't help but shake his head and said, "It's so sad. This little guy is just a hot guy with a head shaving!"

Since he learned that Ling Zhan was a waste, Ling Xue never gave Ling Zhan a good face again, and sometimes even said coldly! However, Ling Zhan didn't care at all and still cared about Ling Xue silently. For Ling Xue, he could even sacrifice his life!

Thinking of this, Ling Zhan's face suddenly changed, and a violent pain suddenly broke out in his mind. Ling Zhan couldn't help but hug his head, and a beast-like roar came from his mouth.

After a while, Ling Zhan recovered.

Ling Zhan shook his head, sighed, and said, "Hey! A terrible obsession! I didn't expect that this little guy's soul had dissipated, and he could still retain such an obsession. It seems that Ling Xue is really important in his heart! Forget it, little guy, since I have occupied your body, I will accept everything about you. I will treat Ling Xue as my sister in the future. You can go with peace of mind!"
Chapter completed!