The ghost carrying the coffin of a dragon giving birth to a son

Endless fatigue and pain attacked my nerves, and the pain almost made me collapse.

The battle just now was an overload, and all kinds of skills were used. Now it is suffering a backlash, which is extremely painful and makes people collapse.

This situation is very dangerous at this time. If I don't handle it well, my whole body will be ruined.

Of course, there are huge opportunities in this situation. If I handle it well, my mana will be even greater.

I made magic seals with my hands, endured the pain and fatigue, silently recited the mantra in my heart, and quickly adjusted to prevent myself from collapse.

As time went by, the pain and fatigue in my body not only did not subside, but became more intense, and the backlash became stronger and stronger.

Half an hour later, the force of the backlash reached its peak, making me almost unable to hold on.

"I am the son of the Mother of Dragons. I can't embarrass my mother anymore. Hold on!" I gritted my teeth and yelled in my heart to prevent myself from collapsing.

With the blessing of this belief, I stayed extremely clear-headed, and I was able to withstand the most difficult moments. No matter how tired or painful I was, they couldn't do anything to me.

After more than ten minutes, the fatigue and pain still weakened, and finally became weaker and weaker until they disappeared completely.

A relaxed smile appeared on my face. After persisting for so long, I finally got over it.

I have passed through the most dangerous moments, and what follows next is no longer just fun.

I continued to recite the mantra to heal my injuries. Half a day later, my body suddenly shook, and a majestic power quickly poured into my body.

"This is..." With the blessing of this power, my face suddenly showed a look of ecstasy, and I almost jumped up with excitement.

I am very familiar with this feeling in my body at this time. It is the power of merit, the power of breakthrough. After all the hardships, my magic power is about to break through.

At this moment, I wanted to look up to the sky and laugh, and share this joy with the people around me.

In the end, I held back forcefully, and the power of merit came, but in the end there was no breakthrough. I want to use this power well and hit a higher realm.

The seals in my hands changed, and I roared in my heart: "Give me a breakthrough!"

Rumble!

There was a rumbling sound in my body, the magic power was roaring, the power was rolling, and I was making a breakthrough sprint.

When I had a breakthrough in retreat and healing, those people I had crippled returned to their respective homes.

When the people behind the scenes saw the miserable state of those people, they immediately cursed angrily and roared:

"Damn Ding Lin, how dare you hurt our people like this, I will crush you to ashes."

Although those people were in different places, they made the same sound. They hated me so much that they wanted to eat me in one bite.

"What happened? How did you end up like this? With Ding Lin's strength, there is no way he could hurt you. He will tell you everything." Someone shouted.

Those who went back began to explain everything in detail, including the changes in my body and the final move of Minglou.

"Ding Lin? Nine-character mantra? The owner of the haunted house?"

Someone in the dark had a cold light in his eyes, muttering in his mouth, and a strange color flashed across his face.

Finally, someone whispered: "There is someone to take care of this Ding Lin, so I don't need to worry about it. The owner of the haunted house dared to hurt my people. He is tired of living. There is no need to let him continue to live. Kill him!" "

Those who returned had just finished explaining their affairs when they suddenly died violently.

When the people behind the scenes saw the person dying in front of them, they were furious. Their anger and resentment deepened, and they screamed:

"Owner of the haunted house, you deserve to die! Look how I will destroy you!"

Yanjing, in the inner courtyard of the Jiang family.

"Is this true?" Jiang Lan, the water god of the Jiang family, asked in a deep voice.

The head of the family, Jiang Wenhan, nodded heavily and said: "Water God, it's true at all. Everyone in the family saw this news. Ding Lin has dragon scale protection on his body and a nine-character mantra."

Jiang Lan's face became even more gloomy, as if water was about to drip out. He clenched his fists and gritted his teeth and roared:

"Dragon Scale, that is the Jiang family's treasure, and now it has fallen into the hands of an outsider. This is the Jiang family's shame. We must get the Jiang family's treasure back at all costs!"

"And the nine-character mantra, that kind of treasure cannot be owned by a foreigner. It must be in the hands of our Jiang family."

At this time, Jiang Lan looked very scary, like a ferocious evil ghost, three points more terrifying than the evil ghost.

Jiang Wenhan nodded first, then frowned and said:

"Water God, that Ding Lin is protected by Maoshan. If we grab it directly, Maoshan will definitely intervene, and we will most likely be self-defeating."

Jiang Lan snorted coldly: "Maoshan can't guard that kid all the time. Whenever there is a chance, he will take action, kill the kid, and get the things back for me."

Jiang Lan looked at Jiang Wenhan with a cold face and said in a low voice:

"Third brother, there is no room for relaxation between us and Ding Lin. Either he dies or we die. This kid must be taken down, otherwise the Jiang family will be in danger."

"You are the head of the Jiang family. I don't think you need anyone to teach you what to do."

Jiang Wenhan nodded and said in a deep voice:

"Please rest assured, Water God, I will definitely handle this matter. Dealing with Ding Lin does not necessarily require us to personally take action. As long as we do not take action personally, Maoshan cannot directly interfere..."

The two conspired for a while, and finally laughed like a ghost.

There were some undercurrents surging in the darkness, some people couldn't sit still, and many unfamiliar faces appeared in Longjiang City.

My retreat lasted for a week, and when I woke up again, it was already a week later.

I opened my eyes and checked my own magic power. There was a look of disbelief on my face, as if I was in a dream.

After a while, I confirmed that this was true and couldn't help laughing.

At this time, my mana has made a qualitative leap, jumping directly from the fourth level to the eighth level, and I have been promoted to four levels in the process.

Four ranks, that's like crossing a huge chasm, which I can't even imagine.

If you practice step by step, you don't know how long it will take to practice for the four levels. It may take two to three years at the fastest, or more than ten years at the slowest.

Now I have broken through four ranks in one week, which is really exaggerated. If I tell this, no one will believe it.

It took me a long time to digest the news, and now I was smiling from every pore.

Breaking through the four ranks has greatly improved my mana and combat.

If I encounter those seven guys, I won't be afraid even if I don't have to take action from Minglou.

A cold smile appeared on my face and I whispered: "My enemies, are you ready to tremble? God will not destroy me, your doom has come!"