As soon as Zhang Ziling said that, the King of Hell was stunned for a moment, then he realized that he quickly called the ghost soldiers in the hall to force Jiang Jingsheng and Jiang Tianxiong.

Seeing the ghost soldier who was forced to come with a knife again, Jiang Jingsheng instantly panicked and cursed at Zhang Ziling frantically to hide the horror in his heart.

Lian Jiang Tianxiong was no longer calm at this moment. He looked at the ghost soldiers walking over with wooden boards in a panic and swallowed hard.

Jiang Tianxiong couldn't figure out why Zhang Ziling did this? If it was just to torture them, it would be enough to bring them to a dilapidated warehouse. There was no need to create such a big formation.

Is it just to drive them crazy to pretend to be a god?

In Jiang Tianxiong's opinion, this is too unreasonable.

However, no matter how abnormal it seemed, the two ghost soldiers had pressed Jiang Jingsheng to the ground again, and the other two ghost soldiers also approached him with wooden boards.

"Don't, don't come here!" As the ghost soldiers approached, Jiang Tianxiong no longer had the mood to analyze what Zhang Ziling's purpose was, and his body trembled involuntarily.

Jiang Tianxiong didn't even know if he could survive after being slapped in such a thick board.

"Dad! Dad, save me!" Jiang Jingsheng struggled wildly at this moment, crying and asking Jiang Tianxiong for help.

The two ghost soldiers had already suppressed him and could not move. Now Jiang Jingsheng could feel the coldness from the tip of the knife on his ankles.

They are playing real!

However, Jiang Tianxiong couldn't take care of himself at this moment, and he couldn't care about Jiang Jingsheng at all. The strong sense of fear made Jiang Tianxiong get up and flee out in panic.

Jiang Tianxiong knew that he could not save his son now, and the only way to save himself now is to escape from here.

Jiang Jingsheng watched Jiang Tianxiong abandon himself and ran outside in despair, and began to howl shrillly.

Jiang Jingsheng did not expect that his father would choose to abandon him and run away alone at this time. At that time, no matter how much trouble Jiang Jingsheng suffered, Jiang Tianxiong would come forward to help him settle it.

Now, Jiang Tianxiong's actions made Jiang Jingsheng feel desperate.

Bang!

But just when Jiang Tianxiong was about to run out of the hall, he suddenly hit the air barrier and was bounced back to the hall.

Jiang Tianxiong hurriedly got up from the ground and looked at the exit of the hall in horror, not knowing what he had just given birth.

Without hesitation, Jiang Tianxiong ran out of the hall again, but this time he heard the sound of chains roaring in his ears. Then Jiang Tianxiong felt a severe pain in his legs.

Two sickles with chains pierced Jiang Tianxiong's calves, causing Jiang Tianxiong to fall directly to the ground.

"Ah!!!" The strong pain made Jiang Tianxiong howl.

Zhang Ziling looked indifferently at Jiang Tianxiong whose chains penetrated his calf, without any emotion in his eyes.

Seven years ago, the Jiang family accepted the gift from the Shadow Sect, forcing Zhang Ziyou and Cheng Huang to a desperate situation, and even slaughtered Zhang Ziyou, making Zhang Ziyou almost die, which was destined that Zhang Ziling would not let the Jiang family go.

Even in Xuanxiao Great 6, no monk has ever said that the Demon Emperor Zhang Ziling is generous.

No one dares to provoke the Demon Emperor Zhang Ziling, because they all know that if they provoke the Demon Emperor, then their next life will be only an endless abyss.

Two ghost soldiers pulled the chains and dragged Jiang Tianxiong back, and a bloodshot appeared in the hall.

Looking at Jiang Tianxiong's miserable appearance, Jiang Jingsheng was even more frightened and incontinent and struggled wildly, not wanting the ghost soldiers to break his tendons.

Jiang Tianxiong's bloody legs kept telling Jiang Jingsheng that Zhang Ziling was not joking with them.

"Zhang Ziling! Brother Zhang! Let me go! Please let me go!" Jiang Jingsheng became more and more scared and begged for mercy to Zhang Ziling.

The only thing he could count on now was that Zhang Ziling suddenly showed his conscience and decided to let him go.

"I don't want to be broken! Please, I still have most of my life! How about I make a cow and a horse for you? You can do anything you want!" After the ghost's blade touched Jiang Jingsheng's ankle, Jiang Jingsheng became completely crazy and shouted wildly to Zhang Ziling.

The sharp blade completely lost Jiang Jingsheng's mind.

"Most of your life?" Zhang Ziling looked at Jiang Jingsheng who was pressed on the hall, and his lips curled slightly, "Don't worry, you will still be very good in the rest of your life."

laugh!

"Ah!!!" As the ghost soldier cut it with one knife, Jiang Jingsheng roared out, and the severe pain directly collapsed his reason.

Blood flowed all over the ground, and the ghost soldier quickly broke Jiang Jingsheng's tendons and stood quietly beside Jiang Jingsheng, with the knife in his hand still dripping with blood.

Another ghost soldier who pressed Jiang Jingsheng also stood up and did not go to see Jiang Jingsheng again. He saluted Zhang Ziling with some fear.

"Report, report to the saint, the punishment has been completed."

For these ghost soldiers, picking off the tendons is the easiest punishment. The punishments they used in the eighteen levels of hell are thousands of times more cruel than this pain.

They had all heard the most desperate wailing in the world, and naturally remained indifferent to Jiang Jingsheng's screams.

"Is this over?" Zhang Ziling looked at Jiang Jingsheng lazily, lying on the ground crying with a calm look.

At this moment, the other side also completed the punishment for Jiang Tianxiong, and the two ghost soldiers respectfully reported to Zhang Ziling.

The blood on the wooden board with thick palms was mixed with minced meat. Jiang Tianxiong's teeth were gone, his face was bloody and bloody, and he fainted.

Looking at the miserable appearance of Jiang Jingsheng and Jiang Tianxiong, not to mention Zhang Ziling, even any ghost in the hall did not have any turmoil in his heart.

These punishments are too common for them.

Even without Zhang Ziling, judging from the bad things Jiang Jingsheng and Jiang Tianxiong has done over the years and the number of people who have suffered disasters, they will be thrown to the eighteenth level of hell to endure more severe punishments.

Jiang Jingsheng cried and raised his head with difficulty, and a trace of resentment flashed in his eyes when he looked at Zhang Ziling.

Zhang Ziling broke his tendons and made him sit in a wheelchair all his life, which made Jiang Jingsheng hate Zhang Ziling to the core.

Jiang Jingsheng vowed to take crazy revenge against Zhang Ziling and the people around him after he returned!

The resentment in Jiang Jingsheng's eyes naturally could not be hidden from Zhang Ziling. Not to mention Zhang Ziling, even the ghosts and gods in the hall could see Jiang Jingsheng's undisguised hatred towards Zhang Ziling.

Seeing Jiang Jingsheng performing like this, the ghosts and gods in the hall laughed out loud and looked at Jiang Jingsheng sympathetically.

This idiot seems to have not realized what situation he is in yet.

If Jiang Jingsheng was replaced by any ghost and god in this hall, their greatest wish now is to ask Zhang Ziling to give them a scattered soul

If you offend a saint, even death will become a luxury.

Looking at Jiang Jingsheng's unconcealed hatred for him, Zhang Ziling's mouth curled slightly, and a red light flashed in his eyes.

"Jiang Jingsheng, you are still as stupid as ever."
Chapter completed!