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

My night attack caused the Baigui Pavilion to shake. Various shouts and curses were heard, and the night was extremely lively.

"It's Ding Lin who's here to kill, it's Ding Lin!"

Someone roared loudly, sending a message to the people around him.

"Damn it, how could Ding Lin come here at this juncture? Who revealed the information?" Someone roared loudly, getting mad with anger.

At this time, Baigui Pavilion was at an unprecedented weak moment. The pavilion master and all the senior elders had gone out, and only some elders with average strength were left behind.

Baigui Pavilion has a reputation for being vicious, but no one has ever dared to act against them, let alone kill them in their lair. This is the first time.

It was because something like this had never happened before, which made them unprepared, and they didn't expect that I would take advantage of them.

"Don't be afraid, everyone. It's just Ding Lin who's here. With so many of us coming together, are we still afraid that we won't be able to defeat him?"

"Everyone come together and use the human sea tactic to kill Ding Lin!"

An elder yelled and quickly organized people to fight back.

These people had a good idea. They adopted the tactics of a sea of ​​people and wanted to drown me and kill me.

Their thoughts are just wishful thinking on their part, the truth is something else.

Looking at the crowd rushing towards me, I raised the corners of my mouth with a disdainful sneer on my face.

Use human wave tactics against me?

ridiculous!

My Tiangang soul-suppressing spell is prepared for the crowd tactics. The more people there are, the stronger the power of my Tiangang soul-suppressing spell. It can be used to attack indiscriminately, all at once.

"Tiangang Zhenhun!"

I formed soul-soothing seals on my hands and recited the incantation quickly.

Tiangang's soul-suppressing spell was successfully cast, and a terrifying soul-suppressing power erupted, drowning the surrounding crowd.

The Tiangang Soul Suppressing Curse is like a hurricane, and in the hurricane there is the God of Death waving his sickle, harvesting the souls of a group of people.

Thump, thump, thump...

In an instant, a large number of people fell to the ground, one after another, like a gourd rolling on the ground, and a large number of people died in an instant.

This horrific scene scared the living people around. An old man saw some clues and screamed loudly:

"Get back quickly, don't get close to Ding Lin, Ding Lin knows a secret spell to calm the soul, don't get close to him, get back!"

In an instant, a group of people fled in panic. They were in such a state of embarrassment that some people kept falling to the ground and being trampled by those behind them.

Looking at the fleeing crowd, I had a cold smile on my face and said coldly: "Do you think you can escape?"

"Thunder, suppress and kill!"

I flipped my palm, and a thunder talisman flew out, turning into purple thunder and lightning. There was a boom and explosion, and people kept being blown to the ground.

No one could resist me, so I rushed forward quickly. In the blink of an eye, I reached the depths of the Baigui Pavilion's lair, and I penetrated only the last courtyard left.

"Ding Lin, you are so presumptuous!"

A thundering roar sounded, and a white-haired old man walked over.

The old man has gray hair and is wearing a black snake-headed cane. Although he is old, he is full of energy.

The old man's body was filled with a strong ghostly aura, and his eyes were glowing green, as if he were an evil ghost.

Looking at the old man, I narrowed my eyes slightly, a sneer appeared on my face, and said:

"It's interesting that there are still such experts. Is this a gift for me?"

This white-haired old man's magic power is quite good. He has reached the level of the tenth level of the earth level, and half of his feet have already stepped into the heaven level. As long as the time is right, he can completely enter the heaven level.

With this old ghost's magical power, his status in Baigui Pavilion is definitely not low, and he is probably one of the elders with the greatest power.

This old ghost has only come out now. It is very likely that this is the only powerful elder left in the Baigui Pavilion's lair.

As long as I kill him, Baigui Pavilion will be completely destroyed by me.

"Old guy, who are you? Tell me your name!" I asked, looking at the white-haired old man.

Boom!

The white-haired old man suddenly stomped his snake-headed cane and shouted with wide eyes:

"Ding Lin, prick up your ears and listen carefully. My name is Han Feng, and I am the great elder of Baigui Pavilion!"

"Are you the great elder of Baigui Pavilion?" I was a little surprised and didn't believe what Han Feng said.

Can a tenth-level earth-level mage be the great elder of Baigui Pavilion?

I feel that his rank is a bit low. As one of the three major evil forces of Baigui Pavilion, their chief elder should be a heaven-level master, not a ninth-level earth-level person.

Seeing the look of disbelief on my face, Han Feng angrily roared:

"Ding Lin, do you think I need to lie to you about this little thing?"

"I, Han Feng, am the great elder of Baigui Pavilion. You can find out by just asking anyone."

"Oh, really?" I said lightly, and then deliberately sneered: "You are only at the level of the ninth level, how can you be qualified to be the great elder of Baigui Pavilion?"

Speaking of this issue, Han Feng's face was filled with anger and he said gloomily:

"If I hadn't been injured, I would have reached the level of fifth-level heaven. How can you, a kid like you, question what level I am?"

Seeing Han Feng being so angry, I smiled. It seemed that this old guy wasn't lying. He was really the great elder of Baigui Pavilion.

I sneered and said: "Very good, since you are the great elder of Baigui Pavilion, if I kill you, it will be a very fulfilling thing."

"Old man, take your life, tonight next year will be your death anniversary!"

Han Feng roared angrily at my words and kept stomping his snake-headed walking stick. The billowing ghostly energy erupted, and the sky in the courtyard became gloomy.

I held the magic whip in one hand, hooked my hand towards Han Feng, and sneered: "Old man, come here, I'll take you to the west!"

Although Han Feng was extremely angry, he calmed down at this time and was not in a hurry to attack me. Instead, he stared at me and shouted loudly:

"Ding Lin, why did you choose to attack tonight?"

I snorted and said indifferently: "I can make sneak attacks whenever I want. Do I have to say hello to you before I make a sneak attack?"

"You lied!" Han Feng yelled, angrily: "Tell me, did someone tip you off?"

"If no one informed you, how could you choose this time tonight for a sneak attack?"

The leaders of the three major evil forces are discussing a major matter. This matter is highly confidential. Not many people know about it, and the outside world does not know about it at all.

I suddenly came in at this juncture, which had to make him suspicious.

I smiled half-heartedly and said, "Oh, that's what you're talking about. You really got it right. Of course, someone tipped me off. Otherwise, how could I have chosen such a coincidental time to come."

"Who, who tipped you off, hand over that traitor to me, I will cut him into pieces!" Han Feng roared angrily, with murderous intent on his face. This was resentment and hatred for the traitor.

I chuckled and said, "Old ghost, why are you so anxious? When I kill you, I will naturally tell you who the traitor is."

"Come on, let's fight. Let me see how capable you, the great elder of Baigui Pavilion, are!"

"Presumptuous!" Han Feng was furious and shouted: "Ding Lin, it's not your turn to act wild in front of me, so you should die!"