While the ancient beasts were speculating, Luo Zhang was living a dreamlike life in a dreamlike world.

He drives a luxury car, lives in a villa, and is surrounded by people everywhere he goes. Even the big bosses have to nod and bow when they see him. That is as impressive as you want.

It's nothing to hug him from left to right, just like a local emperor.

However, after a dinner party, Luo Zhang was accidentally attacked by a gunman as he walked out of the hotel door and was shot to death.

Although he had huge wealth, it could not save his life.

In the next life, Luo Zhang became a woodcutter. He went to the mountains to cut firewood every day to earn money to support his family. Occasionally he would go hunting in the mountains to improve the food for his family.

Life was uneventful, and the family was happy. However, when his daughter went out, she encountered a bully in the village and was occupied. He was so angry that he went to argue with the bully, but was beaten to death by the bully again.

In every life, Luo Zhang will be reborn with a new identity, but every time it is extremely miserable, and every bad thing has been experienced by Luo Zhang.

But Luo Zhang felt very bad after not experiencing this for a lifetime.

If you observe closely, you can see that Luo Zhang's aura is getting lower and lower.

To be precise, the fire of his soul is swaying. The fire of life that should have been bright is now swaying in the wind, with signs that it may be extinguished at any time.

If the fire of life is extinguished, Luo Zhang will be disappointed immediately even if he wakes up.

This thunderstorm does not attack the body, but the heart, but the soul.

To disintegrate Luo Zhang from the soul, no matter how strong Luo Zhang's body is or how high his level is, he cannot withstand the fragility of his soul.

This is the overbearing point of the seventh heavenly tribulation. Once you cannot survive it, you will never recover. You will never wake up. You may appear to be asleep, but in fact you are already a living dead.

In the distance, Old Poison and Sun Simiao were worried, wanting to help but unable to do so.

With their strength, how could they not see that something was wrong with Luo Zhang? His fire of life was originally very strong, but now it is getting weaker and weaker.

If they hadn't probed carefully, they would have been unable to detect Luo Zhang's soul.

"What should we do? What should we do? What happened to Zhang'er? Why is this happening?" Sun Simiao was anxiously running around in circles. Although Luo Zhang was not his grandson, he was closer to him than his own grandson. He loved Luo Zhang.

Care is of course heartfelt and heartfelt.

This is something that Lao Duwu and Lao Tzu cannot compare with!

That is to say, the ancient beasts are becoming more and more gloating about misfortunes. I and the others can discover Luo Zhang's soul fire, and the fire of life is getting weaker and weaker. As Taoists, they also discovered Luo Zhang's difference.

That's called joy. They are not human beings. If humans were happy, they might drink and celebrate. They would just roar, jump, and dance.

Just when Luo Zhang was sinking more and more, suddenly, a voice kept calling him, making Luo Zhang want to listen and see who was calling him and what he was being called for.

The more this happened, the fire of Luo Zhang's life became stronger. Because of this sound, Luo Zhang's attention was distracted and he focused part of his attention on listening to the source of the sound.

Instead of focusing on the illusion, although the final result is physical death, the result is completely different, and the soul fire does not have much impact.

And because of this, the fire of his soul is gradually recovering.

After Luo Zhang experienced countless reincarnations, he suddenly opened his eyes.

At this moment, he looked pale and looked very weak. Although his body was fine, he was exhausted both physically and mentally.

No one else would be able to endure hundreds of lives in a short time, and none of these hundreds of lives are good things, they are all misfortunes, misfortunes, and they will eventually die miserably. This is a huge blow to a person.

Just like seeing your wife and children, your relatives, and your brothers being slaughtered and humiliated, but you are powerless, your heart will become depressed.
Chapter completed!