Lord of Souls

The new function of Chapter 116 of Soul Master of Ten Thousand Tribulations, the ultimate reincarnation, and the myth! (8400 words)

Xia Lin's idea of ​​strengthening is actually very clear.

First is the power level...

Originally, Xia Lin felt that the strength level was not too important. But as your level increases, the Soul Palace will unlock more functions and more permissions...

This greatly increases the importance of strength levels.

Come to the [Strength Stone Monument].

Not to mention, the master - the king!

Consume 500 million strength points and 10 source rule points.

Xia Lin said it was just a drizzle.

Light bloomed from the stone tablet and fell into Xia Lin's body.

The soul light rises uncontrollably, and the dark black gradually transforms into pure black!

The huge soul force was lifted from his skull, making Xia Lin narrow his eyes in relief.

Soon, the fortification ends.

The sound of the Soul Palace sounded loudly in my ears!

[Congratulations to the Master of the Soul of Myriad Tribulations, for obtaining permission: Soul Choice! 】

[Now, you can choose at will, the divinely chosen ability possessed by the believers of the soul! 】

[Currently available: Potential Burst, Natural Affinity, Fit! 】

Xia Lin clenched his fists to express his excitement.

The Chosen One is the Master of the Soul Masters!

At this moment, with Xia Lin's strength level, he has come to the king period, and obtained the authority of the soul of heaven...

At this moment, he is more than a superior man! ?

He's simply not a human being!

Three natural selection abilities, which can be used at will.

And as the number of believers increases in the future, the available power of heaven will also increase!

"So, whether it is the chosen one, it must also become the standard for selecting believers... This is even more difficult to randomly select."

With such a squeak, the voice of the Soul Palace came again in my ears.

[Congratulations to the Lord of Myriad Tribulations, for obtaining permission: the gift of soul! 】

[You can give your authority to the believers of the soul to use! 】

[Currently available permissions: camouflage, skill customization, soul selection! 】

Xia Lin nodded in understanding.

The authority of the Soul Palace only serves the Soul Master.

But this is not absolute.

With the consent of the soul master, the soul master can also grant the authority of the soul hall to believers.

Don't say anything else.

Is skill customization fragrant?

It's so delicious!

As soon as the skill customization hole is released, the believers don't customize a few limit-breaking abilities.

Of course, Xia Lin would not easily open these permissions to believers.

Treating these permissions as rewards for believers would be a good choice, and it would also demonstrate the clearness of rewards and punishments for the soul master.

...

There are only two kinds of permissions obtained by the King Period.

It doesn't seem like much, but it's significant.

"But the resources to upgrade the legendary period don't seem to be enough."

Soul Palace upgrade legendary period, need 5 billion strength points, 100 source rule points.

Xia Lin's current remaining source rule points are enough. But the strength points are not enough...

[Original rule points: 147. 】

[Current strength points: 3.23 billion. 】

A billion or more.

Selling a Legendary Spirit Artifact is definitely enough.

Forcibly upgrading the level will definitely be able to go up.

But Tian Qingqing had already experimented personally, how stupid it would be to exchange legendary spirits for ordinary points, and Xia Lin didn't want to do it.

To put it bluntly, wait for a while, the next Soul Soul Secret Meeting, the believers will spend another wave, and the difference will almost be made up. Xia Lin does not need to rush to the legendary stage.

Although he is also very curious, what permissions will be opened in the legendary period...

After finishing his own affairs, Xia Lin opened the soul realm and summoned all the pets.

Looking sideways at Jue.

"Turn around."

Jue nodded slightly: "That's what I mean."

...

The Black Death Swordsman family has a long history.

It is the believer of the magic sword, the transformation of the extraordinary who has embarked on another extraordinary road.

According to Jue, the Demon Sword Stream was destroyed by Jing Kingdom because the Emperor Jing at that time was jealous of the power of the Demon Sword and wanted to transform the Demon Sword into a soul pet.

Naihe Mojian swears to death, even at the cost of self-destruction.

It's tough.

It is the disciple of the miserable Demon Sword Stream.

Due to a problem with the ritual, the magic sword suffered a backlash.

This thing is not a good thing. In order to be able to reappear in the future, he decisively passed the backlash to the demon swordsmen.

A good superhuman has become a undead soul pet...

At the same time, the eternal curse, like a gangrene with bones, curses every Black Death Sword Lord!

Curse agreement: No mythical species can appear in the Black Death Sword Lord family, and the upper limit of strength cannot exceed the high-ranking legend period!

But never the other way.

Relying on the experience of the predecessors and his own talent, he created an original method of reincarnation of life and death, at the cost of two reincarnations, in an attempt to circumvent the curse restrictions!

When the words "Reincarnation" sounded slowly in his ears, Jue's eyes were suddenly dazed for a moment.

eternal curse.

ancient oath.

long persistence.

But miraculously, more than two months after he signed the contract with this half-old child, it became a reality.

At this moment, he didn't know whether to cry or laugh.

Anyway, it thinks it's ridiculous...

So... what else can I say other than being arrogant?

It can't say anything.

"Racial upgrade, absolutely, Black Death Sword Lord (low-ranking king-level), evolutionary middle-ranking king-level!"

Xia Lin's voice fell, and the [Racial Stele] suddenly burst into light.

Three lines of text fell into Xia Lin's retina out of thin air.

[Black Death Sword Lord (low-ranking king level) - King Killer (median king-level), consumes 80w race points and 5 points of origin rules. 】

[Black Death Swordsman - Dragon Slayer Swordsman (median king level), consumes 50w race points and 7 origin rule points. 】

good-looking romance novels

[Black Death Sword Lord - Hidden Sword Immortal (median king level), consumes 30w race points and 4 origin rule points. 】

"Just pick three."

This time, after the upgrade, it will be reincarnated, and the upgrade will be in vain.

Of course, choose whichever consumes less.

As Xia Lin's voice fell, the [Racial Stone Monument] immediately lit up, and the light fell on Jue's body, and there was a black light, venting frantically from Jue's body!

Soon, the black light will be completely wrapped in it.

Endless noises were lifted from the body.

There was a crisp sword cry and a whisper like a dream.

Weird energy continued to ferment.

The violent astral wind made Xia Lin retreat again and again.

The sudden, terrifying screams sounded, making Xia Lin's heart tighten.

Before Xia Lin came back to his senses, an inexplicable sense of crisis in his heart made Xia Lin look back instantly and look outside the Soul Palace.

So, the sight travels through the void.

Xia Lin clearly saw that a sword light pierced through the darkness and flew straight in with unparalleled malice and murderous intent!

...

Soul world, the abyss of ten thousand demons.

As one of the seven superpowers in the soul world, the existence of the Abyss of Myriad Demons is a bit strange.

There is no concept of country, clan, etc., there are only two mythical monarchs, as well as endless, bloodthirsty, and fearless demon soul beasts.

Mentioning the Abyss of Ten Thousand Demons, all the people in the Soul Realm shook their heads and sighed: "The dogs are not going."

This evil land that burns with flames all day long has few resources. Although there are many unknown secret realms, no one is willing to go to the abyss of ten thousand demons at the cost of provoking the evil spirit beasts.

In fact, the recent war between Jingguo and the Abyss of Myriad Demons has come a little strangely - a few people naturally know that this is the "self-evidence link" of the Holy Son of the Moon. But most people don't understand what the meaning of Jingguo's war with the Abyss of Ten Thousand Demons is...

But Jing Guo is strong in the end.

Three years ago, the Abyss of Ten Thousand Demons was ruled by three Demon Lords and became two.

Under the strong pressure of Jing Guo, the only remaining two demon monarchs had to end their intrigue and fight with each other, and they agreed to the outside world. In addition, they stopped the war with the Bright God Court and established diplomacy with the Forest of the Moon God. Live under the pressure of Jing Guo.

The abyss of ten thousand demons, the depths.

Off the beaten track.

The blood-red moon hangs high in the sky, and the red light falls on the red grassland, forming a wonderful but beautiful picture.

The breeze blew across the grassland, bringing bursts of red waves, and faintly, there was a green ox walking slowly from a distance.

Qing Niu is tall and burly, three meters tall.

The intertwined muscles all over his body are like the strongest armor.

It was burning with a cyan flame, and even if it was controlled to the limit, the Momo Lake, which burned the space, trembled.

It is very easy to see its strength and even its identity.

One of the two demon kings in the abyss of ten thousand demons, Qingyan Demon Lord (high mythical level, mythical period)!

At this moment, Qingyan Demon Lord is in a mini state, which can also be called an energy-saving state.

The least consumption and the smallest body size.

But the gigantic aura still caused the voices of all demons to stay away.

Therefore, no one could see that on the back of the green ox, a boy of about ten years old was lying on his back.

The child was born with red lips and white teeth, cute and clever, and looked harmless to humans and animals. However, he sat on the back of the Qingyan Demon Lord and let the terrifying Qingyan continue to lick his body. Lethality.

At this moment, the young man was holding a huge black epee nearly two meters long.

The blade is a little damaged, but it still looks evil and heavy. Children play with a heavy sword, but it is as easy as playing with a toy.

Flick your fingers at will, and the epee flies nimbly, like a bird.

A faint wave of black energy flowed out from the inside of the epee, connecting with the unknown.

A clear voice came from inside the epee.

"Master, there is the Black Death Sword Lord who broke the curse of Emperor Jingwu."

The child snorted softly, and then said again: "Then what?"

"Master, take the house, master! You won't forget everything I told you before, right?"

The child grinned and scratched his head embarrassedly.

"I forgot... it's been a lot lately. What did you tell me before?"

The magic sword suddenly sighed: "The shape of the sword is too restrictive, and the combination of the human and the sword can maximize my power!"

"This is the source of the birth of the magic sword. Every generation of magic swordsmen used to be my host. However, Emperor Jingwu didn't know what was going on, and wanted to use my power for his own use."

"Can I do it? Of course I can't do it... That Emperor Jingwu is no match for a single hair of his master."

"That incident was quite a big deal at the time, but I also left a little behind..."

"As long as the Black Death Sword Monarch family can break the curse restrictions, I will be able to come back again and recast the glory of the magic sword!"

The child was a little sleepy listening to it.

He yawned and said softly, "So now is the opportunity?"

The magic sword whispered: "The opportunity is here."

"Then do it."

"I have to get the master's answer... I'm not running away, I just want to become stronger and serve the master better."

The child waved his hand lazily: "Yes, yes, I know, I know, let's go."

Seeing that the child agreed, the magic sword sprinted toward the horizon with three turns and three steps.

After confirming that the child had no other intentions, the magic sword flashed with light, instantly tearing apart the space and disappearing without a trace.

In the abyss of ten thousand demons.

Qingniu said with a "moo" sound in doubt.

"You just let it go?"

"Um."

"Don't you really like this magic sword?"

"Um."

"Then why..."

The child sat up and patted Qing Yanmojun's firm back lightly.

"If you like it, you will like it, but if you don't like it, you really don't like it."

"This magic sword, if it is in its heyday, its potential is indeed not small. If you cultivate it well, it will probably reach your current height."

"However, the grievances and grievances between it and Emperor Jingwu caused it to shatter its own power..."

"It's like a mirror. If it is broken, and then sticks together, there will always be cracks that cannot be erased."

"So now, the limit of this sword is probably the low-level mythical level, the mythical period..."

With a sigh, the child said with a smile: "It's useless...it can only be used as a toy. Now, I'm tired of this toy..."

Demon Lord Qing Yan mooed again.

"Then I'll find another interesting toy for the master. Let's go to the Abyss of Myriad Demons. There are not many other things, but the most bizarre things."

The child smiled gently: "Then I'll trouble you and Heiha."

...

"Escape, escape!

"

"I finally escaped!

"

The sword light was piercing.

At an unprecedented speed, the magic sword shot towards the place where the Soul Palace was located.

Thinking back on everything that happened during this period, Mojian only felt a sense of shame and humiliation flooding into his heart.

It's a magic sword!

The magic sword that once crossed one side and created an extraordinary road!

However, since Emperor Jing Wu took a fancy to him, and behind the broken sword, bad luck followed.

First sleep.

His own followers were also cursed by Emperor Jingwu's power, causing them to be like trees without roots, unable to borrow any power.

Finally, he completed his body in a secret realm in the abyss of ten thousand demons, and regained the power close to the mythical period, but was seized by the Demon Lord Qingyan and the Demon Lord Black Feather, and dedicated it to an unknown person. A half-eldest child...

Thinking of that very beautiful child, the magic sword immediately shuddered.

That child doesn't look like a mountain, doesn't show water... However, after being by his side for so long, the magic sword also vaguely sees some clues...

He is strong.

It's stronger than my vision and imagination...

The mythical level can't have the power of that child.

Therefore, that kid must be an existence above the myth!

But here comes the problem...

What is the corner of the magic sword? It looks like a sword, but he is actually a careerist with a strong desire to control.

The magic sword flow that it created once was also dominated by magic swords, and the magic sword envoys, to put it bluntly, were just puppets of the magic sword.

How can such an old monster be a master who is willing to subdue himself?

What if you are above the myth?

I don't want to be a slave to you, so what's the problem?

Fortunately, the chance to escape finally came.

The magic sword sensed that the Black Death Sword Lord had broken the bloodline curse.

All you need to do is seize the house... simply seize the house, its magic sword will return!

Even if there is no previous strength, it is no problem to grow to the mythical stage in a short period of time - where can this power go? At least you don't need to be a dog for others anymore.

Besides, don't you have to stay in the abyss of ten thousand demons above the myth? When the time comes, I will go to Jingguo, will you come? You see if Emperor Jingjing doesn't clean up, you'll be done.

At this moment, the magic sword is thinking of a bright future.

It accelerates again, tearing space again.

Following Weiming's induction, the magic sword came to a pitch-dark space.

"here is……"

Looking at this dark unknown space with a little bit of stars in front of him, the magic sword didn't know where he came.

But he knew that there was only a very short distance between him and the Black Death Swordsman who broke the curse.

Speed ​​up and gallop again.

Soon, a grand and quaint hall came into view of the magic sword.

The hall is extremely eye-catching in this space.

This made Mo Jian feel uneasy.

But it did not detect any dangerous aura in the hall.

On the contrary, in the hall, the Black Death Sword Sovereign, who broke the curse, exudes a tempting aroma like a delicious pastry.

The thought flashed by in an instant.

Without saying a word, the magic sword accelerated again, preparing to pierce the hall with a sword, and ran away with the Black Death Sword Lord!

"Om" sound.

The turbulent sword energy caused ripples in the void.

accelerate!

near...

Closer!

Until the distance between the two sides was only about 100 meters, a large amount of fog suddenly lifted, turned into a quite suitable big hand, and pinched the hilt of the magic sword with lightning speed.

The appropriate word is appropriate.

Holding the magic sword in his big hand, like its master, it is relaxed and natural.

The magic sword was completely turned into a dead thing, and under the suppression of the big hand, it could not move at all.

The atmosphere instantly became awkward.

The magic sword struggled, but the big hand remained motionless.

On the contrary, it was Xia Lin in the Soul Palace, while his head was full of confusion, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Looking at your aggressive appearance, I thought you were so arrogant, but here it is! ?

Then he turned his head to look at Jue who was crying, but Xia Lin didn't know what to do next...

Until the voice of Soul Palace resounded in my ears again.

[Two options. 】

[One, let it in, it will take away your second soul and adapt it. The success rate of the renovation is 100%. After the transformation is successful, it will definitely evolve into a low-level mythical soul pet of an unknown race during the probationary period. At the same time, Jue's original consciousness has completely disappeared, and from now on, he will be dominated by the magic sword. 】

[This option will shatter your second soul realm, but with the suppression of the soul palace, you can completely subdue this soul pet into the fifth soul realm to obtain a mythical pet. 】

[This formula is really the best solution for Lord Soul Master. 】

But will never die.

Xia Lin shook his head slightly and listened to the voice of the Soul Palace.

[Second, crush it. 】

[Crush it, it will no longer have any effect on Jue. 】

[However, because this thing and the absolute have a deep binding relationship, it is difficult for the Soul Palace to calculate what consequences this move will cause. 】

"Good? Bad?"

【It's hard to calculate! But there is no worst outcome, at most it is absolutely out of danger without the slightest benefit, which is the worst outcome. 】

Hey.

Shouldn't this be worth it?

...

outside world.

The big hand of the gray fog instantly rioted!

The unparalleled power surged from the big hands, like a rolling mill, smashing towards the magic sword!

In an instant explosion, the body of the magic sword made a "quack quack" sound, and the original cracked blade could be seen.

"Etc., etc……"

The magic sword begged for mercy.

Xia Lin ignored it.

"I surrender to you! I surrender to you, my lord!"

"I, don't need it!"

The booming sound shattered the last hope of the magic sword.

After the surging force surged out again, the magic sword didn't even have time to say a word, and it shattered into black dust in the sky.

The gray fog belonging to the Soul Palace quickly filled the air.

Rolled up the dust left by the explosion of the magic sword, brought these things into the Soul Palace, and fused them into Jue's body.

Just when Xia Lin thought it was over.

However, there was another sword light that flickered from the position where the magic sword had collapsed. Before Xia Lin had time to react, he quickly lashed into the distance.

"Stop it!"

Xia Lin shouted angrily.

As the saying goes, weeds need to be eradicated. Since he has already started, Xia Lin must destroy his soul.

I can see that the gray fog in the Soul Palace quickly diffuses out, and it turns into a big hand again and grabs it towards Jianguang!

...

The magic sword mentality collapsed.

The entire Black Death Sword Monarch clan is its back-hand, and this back-hand is actually quite perfect.

With this hand, the magic sword deceived Emperor Jingwu at that time.

I thought that after a long time, if I reappeared in this world, I would definitely be able to do something great.

Unexpectedly, a series of changes have directly confused the magic sword...

First, the child... Above the myth!

Then there's this hall... Needless to say, just by the fact that this hall can easily handle itself, it can be concluded that this thing is also above the myth!

When is the myth above so much! ?

Thinking back to the time when it was active, apart from hearing about the myth of Jingguo, it had never seen a single person of this level!

Behind him, Gray Fog's big hand quickly grabbed it.

It still doesn't give people the feeling of danger, but just smashed the blade of the magic sword directly.

Once caught again, the fate of the magic sword can be imagined—if the soul of the sword is gone, the magic sword will really be gone...

At a critical juncture, a flash of inspiration suddenly flashed.

The only remaining sword soul trembled, and the next second, it took the initiative to contact the restriction set by the child in the depths of its soul!

"Master! Save me! Master!"

...

The abyss of magic.

On the back of Qingyan Demon Lord.

When the magic sword touched the restriction and sent the message, the child's mood was quite calm.

"Someone must have put the magic sword under control... The timing of this incident is a bit coincidental, and it may be Jing Guo's hand. After all, it is natural for Emperor Jing Wu to leave some information about the magic sword for future generations, right? "

It's all like this, but the child has no plans to save the sword at all.

Just a boring toy...

What's more, now is really not a good time to have a conflict with Jing Guo.

His strength has not recovered to its peak.

The light of the Light God Court has not even awakened.

The old monster called the Holy Spirit, who is actually an evil spirit, has a chaotic consciousness, no distinction between enemy and me, and it is really embarrassing and useful at this stage.

And the power of the Kingdom of Soul of Jing Kingdom is unpredictable. Although the contemporary Emperor Jing is only a myth of the top, but with the Kingdom of Soul, it is completely true, and even crushes the existence of any myth.

Going to war with Jing Guo for a useless sword?

nonexistent……

Gently twitching his fingers, the child was ready to completely cut off the connection with the magic sword.

However, under the careful feeling, the child slowly narrowed his eyes.

"Not in Jingguo?"

"Above the unknown myth!?"

"Has this kind of existence awakened again?"

The thought flashed through quickly, and the child smiled gently: "This is worth taking a look at."

Pure black light quickly covered the child's eyes.

Consciousness floated out in an instant, the condensed power obeyed the forbidden induction, and landed next to the magic sword in the blink of an eye.

At the same time, the big hand of the gray fog has touched the sword soul.

But there is black energy, which bursts out of nothingness in an instant!

The black energy turned into an iron fist and hit the gray fog heavily. The big hand of the gray fog collapsed in an instant, while the black iron fist protected the soul of the magic sword and flew back to the extreme distance in an involuntary posture.

Seeing the gray fog condensed again, the child's voice suddenly sounded.

"My friend, I have no ill intentions."

"Well... that sword soul who wants to move me is not malicious?"

The black light condensed into the appearance of a child.

He smiled gently and said softly, "If I say, all this is a misunderstanding, do you believe it?"

Let's not talk about it for the time being, but Xia Lin did stop.

The power of the Soul Palace clearly detected the strength of the child on the opposite side.

【Above the myth! 】

When the results came out, Xia Lin narrowed his eyes.

"Can you fight?"

【I will not lose. 】

Rarely, Soul Palace gave an unsure answer.

This proves that it has no bottom.

The next sentence of Soul Palace left Xia Lin speechless.

[Please improve the strength of the soul master as soon as possible. 】

Yes.

Soul Palace and soul masters are bound to each other, and Xia Lin relies on Soul Palace to have the myth of crushing the magic sword and deter children. But he didn't know that he, the soul master, was seriously dragging the soul hall's hind legs.

From the point of view of upgrading the opening authority, as the soul master is stronger, the ability of the soul hall will be stronger.

It is a mutually reinforcing relationship.

"Since it's hard to win, we have to talk."

With a sound like this, Xia Lin thought again.

Outside, the fog in the Soul Hall was turbulent, and it quickly transformed into a gray fog giant.

...

Looking at the gray fog giant in front of him, and the quaint palace wrapped in the body by the gray fog giant, the child retrieved his memory, but did not find the origin of this unknown powerhouse.

Above the myth is certain - this is the induction between the same level, very accurate.

But it is not difficult for the child to detect a hint of weakness from the gray fog giant.

He chuckled suddenly.

Because weakness is normal... just like myself.

Nodding lightly, the child smiled and said, "I don't know your honorable name?"

"Lord of the Gray Mist, how about you?"

"Motong, you can just call me Motong."

I don't know if it's a real or fake name...

In the Soul Hall, Xia Lin snorted and controlled the gray fog giant again, and said.

"That sword is yours?"

"Yes, so it asked me for help, I have to save its life, and I hope you will bear with me."

"I, what if I don't forgive me?"

The child's face froze, but he soon regained his smile.

Yes.

Above the myth, who is not the peerless hegemon who ruled an era? It's normal to have a temper, but it's weird if you don't have a temper...

But the devil boy really didn't want to fight the Lord of Gray Mist.

Everyone's current state is not very good, two hemiplegia guys fight each other, it's really unnecessary...

He decisively changed the subject.

"This time my brother gave me this face, and there will be a great reward in the future."

"A thick report?"

"Yes, thick paper."

"What kind of news?"

Mo Tong smiled gently: "Part of the divine source of the Soul Kingdom? How?"

Xia Lin was silent for a while.

A question arises from the bottom of my heart.

What is Divine Source?

...

Fortunately, Soul Palace can answer these "basic" things.

[Shenyuan, the resources needed above the myth! In the future, the promotion of the soul master above the mythology must require an extremely large amount of divine sources. 】

[At the same time, Shenyuan is also extremely close to the source of the soul! 】

Xia Lin felt a little pain in his head.

Shen Yuan, he obviously needs it in the future.

But is it a bit too high-end to say this at this time?

Before Xia Lin could speak, the demon boy spoke again.

"Your Excellency has recovered from your slumber, and you must have noticed that the source of your soul has changed."

"People of my generation, who do not want to go upstream and pursue the source of the soul. Only in this way can they live forever and have endless life."

Xia Lin: What did you say? How do I know why the Soul Palace will revive?

But I have to admit that Mo Tong's words aroused Xia Lin's conjecture.

Yes……

Why did the Soul Palace recover?

And why, would you choose yourself to become the Lord of Myriad Tribulations?

At the same time, another concept can be heard from Mo Tong's words - even the existence above the myth seems to be unable to live forever, and there is still a limit on lifespan.

Only by falling into a long slumber can we resist the erosion of time.

But recently the myths have been recovering one after another, and the reason is that the source of the soul mentioned by the magic boy has changed...

The source of the soul.

Well, the source of all souls... This is quite familiar.

While thinking, Xia Lin controlled the gray fog giant and asked softly.

"Soul Heaven..."

After spitting out four words softly, Xia Lin stopped talking.

When the intelligence is not equal, it will be a good option to talk less and guide others to talk.

Sure enough, Motong had no doubts about him—after all, the level above the myth of the Soul Palace was there.

He just continued: "I have reason to guess that it is Jingguo's Paradise of Souls that triggered the change in the source of Souls. And the Paradise of Souls is also our number one goal. The source of the gods! The more sources of gods, the closer we are to the source of the soul."

The gray fog giant pondered again: "We..."

"Yes, is us."

"I, the evil spirit of the Forest of the Moon God, the light that is about to recover from the Bright God Court, the Ancestral Dragon sleeping in the depths of the Wangu Dragon Palace. At present, there are four of us."

"If Your Excellency joins us, then everyone will have a share of the spoils."

Xia Lin felt a little numb.

I am a king, do you know these are really suitable?

At the same time, an imperceptible sense of absurdity also appeared in my heart.

Jing Guo is arrogant and domineering, but unknowingly, he has become the target of these old monsters...

Obviously, compared to the internal friction of the Holy Son of the Moon and the Holy Son of the Star, the danger of these old monsters is even greater!

Seeing that the gray fog giant was silent for a long time, the demon boy had to speak again.

"Sir, what do you think of my proposal?"

After pondering for a long time, the gray fog giant slowly nodded: "Yes."

Mo Tong smiled again: "Then, the body of the magic sword is the testimony of our friendship! After three years, we will attack the Kingdom of Soul, and I will ask your Excellency to help."

"In the kingdom of soul-annihilation, the divine source will be divided equally. Even if it can't be destroyed, there will be gifts from the next side, and you won't let your actions be in vain."

With that said, the figure of the demon boy gradually faded.

Soon disappeared.

Seeing this scene, Xia Lin also dispelled the gray fog giant and sat on the throne silently.

Until Xia Lin's voice rang again.

"The source of all souls is immortal~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Soul Palace, I think Jingguo seems to have given us the top tank..."

Assuming that the phrase "the source of all souls is immortal after ten thousand eons" in the Soul Hall is true, then it is obvious where the origin of the soul changes comes from!

It is not the kingdom of the soul of Jingguo, but the recovery of the soul palace that leads to the successive recovery of the myth!

After a long time, the voice of the Soul Palace finally sounded.

[The recovery of the Soul Palace is not the cause of everything! 】

Xia Lin raised his brows and heard Soul Hall say so.

[Someone took the initiative to wake me up. 】

"Who?"

[I don't know, but it's definitely not you. 】

After a moment of silence, Xia Lin spoke again.

"There's another thing that I've always felt a little bit wrong with."

"The three-year period mentioned by the magic boy...three years...if I remember correctly, the mythical restriction of the two-world passage will also be opened after three years."

Xia Lin didn't know if there was any relationship between the two or three years.

Soul Palace also did not give an answer.

But Xia Lin had a faint hunch... These three years are very likely to be a time to decide everything!

If within these three years, I cannot become stronger to a certain extent... I am afraid the consequences will be unbearable.

"Soul Palace, let me ask you another question..."

"Since the Soul Palace is the source of all souls, it will not be destroyed for ten thousand tribulations. Where did the previous ten thousand tribulation soul masters go?"

Soul Palace made no response.

After a long time, Xia Lin sighed slightly and simply didn't want to.

Because it was not far away, the screaming and wailing stopped.

As the black fog quickly dissipated, the absolute after the reincarnation appeared in front of Xia Lin. +Bookmark+