MTL - Lord of Souls-Chapter 7 great existence

one week later.

settle down.

Anton's bedroom.

An father and an mother sat on both sides of An Dong, looking directly at An Dong, as if he could see flowers from An Dong.

This made Anton very uncomfortable.

Time ticked by, and soon, it was approaching twelve o'clock.

Anton is getting more and more anxious.

"Dad, Mom, you are staring at me like this, I can't sleep..."

Father An looked solemn: "You don't need to fall asleep. If everything is really as you said, then you will be hooked into the Hall of Myriad Souls if you don't fall asleep."

After speaking, Father An looked at Mother An who was cleaning up the soul crystal: "Also, I asked someone to check before, but I didn't find any hidden marks on An Dong."

Mother An didn't say much, just nodded and looked at An Dong, a bit like looking at a guinea pig...

This made Anton want to cry even more.

"Dad... Mom..."

Father An: "Don't worry, I'm here."

Mother An: "One hundred intermediate soul crystals, your father and I's salary for one year, if this is gone, I can make you fatter two more times."

"By the way, I went to find the soul pet evolution type as soon as possible! Don't evolve directly, you need evolution conditions!"

"I'm afraid I can't remember."

"Then you have to gain ten laps."

Anton: "..."

Time, it is exactly twelve o'clock.

At this moment, An Dong's eyes were dazed for a moment, and then he went straight to sleep.

Father An suddenly stood up and stretched out his hand.

A light blue soul light shrouded his hand.

Then, Blu-ray's big hand quickly pinched An Dong's big face.

…

As early as ten minutes ago, Xia Lin had already arrived at the Temple of Myriad Tribulations.

Sitting in the main seat, Xia Lin wore a mask and seemed relaxed, but slowly clenched his fists.

It would be a lie to say that you are not nervous.

But Xia Lin knew very well that sooner or later he would have to pass this level.

Waiting quietly until his mood, mentality, and everything were adjusted to the best state, Xia Lin suddenly opened his eyes and took a deep breath.

"let's start."

The voice fell, and the time outside quickly passed, ten minutes flashed by.

At the exact moment when the time came to twelve o'clock, Xia Lin had already locked Anton without Anton's response!

The Temple of Myriad Tribulations of Souls is marked for believers of souls. With this mark, Xia Lin can call the other party anytime, anywhere. As long as the other party has the will to enter the Hall of Myriad Tribulations, Xia Lin will be able to call him!

Anton did not resist.

It can be felt that the little light spot representing Anton is rushing towards the Temple of Myriad Tribulations of Souls quickly. But at the same time, there is a slightly larger blue light spot, closely following Anton's soul light.

Inexplicably, Xia Lin knew the identity of the latter.

An Dong's father, An Lei.

Master-level soul master.

So Xia Lin was relieved.

Not because Uncle An was kind to him.

But because it represents An Lei's light spot, there is almost no difference between the small and An Dong's soul light...

"So, what should I do?"

With such a murmur, the memory automatically emerged.

So, in the Hall of Myriad Tribulations of Souls, the gray fog rolled.

The statue exactly like Xia Lin slowly opened his eyes.

…

Crazy mobilization of soul power.

Following the same source of soul fluctuations between parents and children, An Lei did not hesitate to cut his soul, and was closely attached to Anton's soul fluctuations!

Father's love is always deep.

Even if you don't say it, love will not disappear.

As a master-level soul master, he has already touched the line of the king. An Lei knew that the trouble that An Dong encountered this time was far more dangerous and terrifying than what he said!

Because Anton mentioned God!

God, the God of myths! But the word myth can never completely refer to God!

Don't even go further, even if it's just a mythical existence, it's far from what An Lei, or even the current state of China, can resist...

Thinking so wildly in his heart, An Lei saw that the light spot in front of him represented An Dong, and he slowly slowed down.

Vaguely, a quaint and even dilapidated hall appeared at the end of the line of sight—this has proved that everything Anton said is true.

Fear rose from my heart.

But seeing his son's soul light rushing forward, An Lei couldn't help rushing forward.

Until Anton's soul light, whizzing into the hall.

An Lei stopped abruptly.

Because in the front, gray fog continued to emerge from the hall, and in the void, the fog imitated a human shape.

It's getting taller and bigger!

Extremely pure soul power fluctuations burst into bloom, as if looking directly at the noon sun, filling An Lei's senses.

The blue soul light began to tremble unconsciously...

Because An Lei was certain that even the Four Legends of the Chinese Kingdom would not be able to emit such powerful and terrifying soul power fluctuations...

That person is getting bigger and bigger and more magnificent.

At this moment, the size comparison is extremely pale.

Until the surging tide came, An Lei only felt his soul tighten, and then he saw that the mist giant wearing a black and white mask and a black and white robe slowly stretched out his hand and pinched himself between his thumb and forefinger.

"Big... my lord... The dog is young and ignorant, and he acts recklessly... I just ask the lord to let the dog go. I am willing to serve the adults with this master-level body, so as to serve the dogs and horses..."

An Lei stumblingly finished saying these words.

However, he suddenly felt the pressure on his soul loosened.

It can be seen that the giant grabbed the palace with one hand and slowly drifted into the distance. At the same time, the magnificent voice poured into the depths of An Lei's soul.

"I am not an evil god."

"And chance, naturally, those who have the predestined get it."

"Your son and I are destined, but you can't."

"Today's events, the next is not an example!"

The giant raised his hand, and gray light splashed out from his fingertips, reaching An Lei's door in an instant.

In the next second, the light turned into a softer power, some of which protected An Lei, and some of which pushed An Lei back and forth!

Just in the blink of an eye.

An Lei shuddered suddenly, opened his eyes again, and appeared in An Dong's bedroom.

"Tick."

Time, one second passed.

Aside, his wife swept his gaze, UU reading www.uukanshu.com didn't seem to understand why the blue light on An Lei's hand disappeared instantly.

An Lei just slowly closed his eyes, then shook his head gently.

So Mother An understood what An Lei meant.

It was an existence that her husband could not understand at all.

That's the king, an existence that legends can't handle.

That is an existence that gathers the power of China and cannot compete!

It is very likely that there is an existence in the name of God!

It is a great existence that cannot be seen, cannot be spoken, and cannot be imagined!

Sighing deeply, An Lei gave a wry smile.

"Pray."

"Pray, he is really not an evil god."

…

Inside the Hall of Myriad Tribulations.

Xia Lin slowly opened his eyes.

On the opposite side, Anton was already in a cold sweat.

Because he could see that the huge statue behind Xia Lin exuded indescribable terrifying fluctuations.

And soon, the volatility dissipated.

Everything is at peace.

Everything is not peaceful.

The magnificent voice resounded through the Soul Hall.

"That's your father?"

An Dong didn't dare to say a word, but his trembling became more serious.

He was afraid, he was afraid, he couldn't even imagine what would happen to his father.

Until the sound of "Oh".

Xia Lin chuckled lightly.

"After I went back, I told him that you need money, you need a lot of money."

Anton breathed a sigh of relief.

Bend down, bow, and dare not get up for a long time.

Until the voice of the Lord of Myriad Tribulations fell into Anton's ears again.

"take it easy."

"Oh right, there is an extra session today."

"Now, find a seat, sit down, and prepare for the arrival of the newcomer."