The Legend of the Dragon King

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The same thing happened to the little herbivore, whose earthen yellow gradually turned yellow, the scales slightly convex, and obviously had some light. The golden wire spreads up from its tail, the original body of eight centimeters, an additional centimeter, and all the golden wire converges at its head, eventually gathering a little bit on its forehead, and that little grain-sized scale turns golden.

It also seemed a little clearer in its otherwise dim eyes.

It's hot, it's hot!

Tang Mailin didn't know what was happening to him. Now he can only feel the intense heat, as if he were burning in a forging furnace, unable to speak of pain.

I don't know how long it's been, but the burning is slowly decreasing, and the itching appears in all limb wrecks, like thousands of little bugs crawling out of every part of the body. Tang Danglin wanted to scream painfully, but he couldn't make a single sound, and now he's starting to miss the previous burning heat.

Severe pain tormented him, but his brain was unusually clear, and he could clearly feel every pain in his body.

If the preacher of the Spiritual Tower, who had tested for him, were here to retest his spiritual strength, he would find that his spiritual strength was in intense pain, climbing little by little...

When the mind began to blur, the pain on his body gradually faded, and all the consciousness of Tang Danglin disappeared. His clothes were completely soaked with sweat. The golden grid pattern did not fade this time, but penetrated into its skin quietly.

Blue silver grass faded like a tide, and the little grass snake climbed into Tang Mailin's palm and drilled into it. The golden scale on his forehead returned to normal, and even his body became bleak again.

When Tang Zizhan rushed home, he was blocked from the door by Nair.

“My brother is merging his soul, he can't go in.” Nar looked firmly at Tang Zilan.

Tang Zizhan dashed and lost his voice: “What are you talking about? He's merged? ”

Nat nodded, “Brother said," I don't want to embarrass Mom and Dad. ”

Don Zizhen took a few steps backwards, sitting on a chair with his butt on. In that instant, his face changed continuously, and the intense colour of pain erupted.

He punched himself in the head, “Tang Zilan, why you dare not face reality and why you are so cowardly. It was your cowardice that hurt this child! ”

A big bunch of federal coins in my hand spilled on the table. It's late, it's late!

Suddenly, he raised his head, “Nat, how long has Lin Lin been merging his soul? ”

"'It wasn't long after Dad left,' said Nair. ”

Tang Zizhen shocked, “Nothing yet? In theory, after all this time, it should have been done. Let's go inside and see. ”

Nar hesitated for a moment before nodding her head.

When he opened the door quietly, Tang Zizhi glanced and saw that Tang Danglin fell across the bed.

“Lin Lin!” He shouted and flew in, coming to Dandelion.

The soul ball fell by the bed, the grass snake soul inside had disappeared, the Tang Dynasty Lin frowned firmly on the bed, and the clothes on the body were completely soaked with sweat.

Tang Zilan's heart was full of self-reproach, and he knew very well that this should not happen to the merging soul, and that it was most likely what went wrong with his son when he merged.

Tang Dynasty Lin was sleepy and fortunately, his symptoms were normal.

Two lines of tears flow down his cheek uncontrollably. Tang Zizhu hugged his son tightly. How much did a nine-year-old bear? I'm sorry, son. Dad, I'm sorry. It's all daddy incompetence.

Nair stood beside her, silently watching Tang Zheng in tears, beautiful purple eyes, appeared confused and confused again.

When Tang Mailin woke up it was already night, his eyes opened and his mind gradually recovered.

He sat up violently and subconsciously felt his body change.

Whatever the burning, itching, has completely disappeared and there is a feeling of lightness all over the body. I've changed my clothes and they're dry and comfortable.

Breathing seems to be a pleasure, unspeakable throughout the body.

The body's soul power grew considerably, and his mind moved slightly and a layer of soul power fluctuated. Grade 11, I must have completed the breakthrough, entered the level 11 spirit power realm, and officially became a soul master.

Although the little grass snake is an abandoned soul, it has finally accomplished its mission. The grief in the heart is gradually diminished by the comfort of the body. Tang Mailin's heart conceived that even if I can't be a powerful soul master, I have the strength to back up, at least I can be a good forger.

Thinking about it, he waved his arm hard.

“Pfft!” There was a slight explosion in the air. Tang Danglin was surprised to find that he seemed to have a sense of crossing the air at the moment when he just waved his arm.

What's going on here?

Before he could try again, the door had been pushed open, three big and one small, and four people rushed in from the outside.

“Son, son, are you all right?” Running ahead was Langlang. She hugged Tang Danglin and couldn't help crying out loud.

The sky outside the window has completely darkened and it is already night.

Tang Dynasty Lin remembers that it was morning when she began to merge her soul. It had been so long?

In addition to Langhuan, Tang Zilan and Na 'er, there are more people in the family, it is Tang Danlin's forging teacher, Tian Tian.

Tong Mailin didn't go to work today. He called the soul guide communication inquiry before realizing that this had happened. He rushed over immediately.

“Mom, I'm fine.” Tang Mailin said softly.

Lang looked down at his son and said resolutely: "Son, we are no longer spiritualists, we are ordinary people. ”

Tang Mailin smiled slightly, “Mom, I'm really fine! Besides, I'm already a real spiritualist, I'm level 11. It blends well. That grass snake soul suits my warrior soul. If it is a powerful soul, it may not be able to merge. ”

Listen, my son was obviously comforting himself, and the tears came down again.

Tang Zhi sighed. This is it. It is useless to say anything else. Once the soul has merged, it cannot be dissolved. Tell the son that he has got the money, it will only stimulate him more.

“Grade 11? Show me your martial arts soul.” The voices of the heavens are low and thick.