Does the power of the human race originate from the old gods?

Qin Mu was still thinking, and a crisp and loud voice suddenly sounded, and the Vermillion Bird's soul released its divine power, and white flames spread in the hall.

"Nanming Lihuo!"

"Zhu Bi, what do you want to do?"

The God King's face looked very bad, and he had no strength to stop him now.

The Lihuo of Nanming is the natal divine fire of Zhuque, and it is one of the most terrifying flames in the world.

"Do you want to destroy this place?"

The God King scolded, and could only watch his body looming.

He is an acquired god, and he is powerful with incense. Now his divine power has been exhausted.

Qin Mu looked at his body.

The Suzaku Yuanshen actually used his body to display such terrifying power!

Pure white fire engulfed the entire palace, all the things encountered were burned, and all the stone jars around the lake turned into ashes.

"What a terrible flame." Qin Mu was frightened. This was the most terrifying flame he had ever seen.

There are the remains of the old gods in the stone jar, which are burning along with it. Finally, there is a faint blood light that condenses, which gathers above the lake.

There are many other Taoist species.

They flew towards the lake.

Qin Mu couldn't help but catch more than a dozen Taoist seeds.

The scene in the hall was chaotic, and he didn't care what kind of Tao it was and directly received it into the ring.

Qin Mu noticed the terrible aura.

"Senior, are you really going to ruin this place?"

He felt that if the Suzaku Yuanshen really wanted to destroy this place, there would definitely be a great horror!

The nunning sons are fertile here, which is a forbidden place for the gods, so it is definitely not that simple.

The Vermilion Bird's soul stood on the branch of the Heavenly Dao Tree, with a proud look on it. It ignored Qin Mu and did not take him seriously at all.

Qin Mu was very upset.

But I can only endure it first.

"Surf Bird!"

"What do you want to do?"

The terrifying aura suddenly woke up.

Qin Mu saw the dark golden crow, which released terrifying fluctuations, which was a powerful existence that was not weaker than the purplish bird's soul.

"Mr. Zuwu!"

"Please stop the great Suzaku God."

The God King knelt down to the dark golden crow.

Zhuque Yuanshen said strongly: "Zuwu, do you believe in reincarnation?"

Zuwu chuckled and said, "If you believe in the cycle of reincarnation, do you think we will be here?"

Phantoms are constantly emerging.

They all live in stone jars, but these old gods are all primordial spirits and have no physical bodies.

Qin Mu looked solemn, and these old gods were so powerful that some were even less powerful than those of Suzaku.

The Vermilion Bird alone made his scalp numb. Now he is surrounded by the old god, how can he run away?

They have different shapes and emit powerful fluctuations, so Qin Mu dared not speak out.

The old god with eight arms said unhappy: "We hide in the stone jar made of reincarnation soil. The soul can be immortal. If you awaken us, why should you destroy the stone jar?"

Zhuque sneered: "Stay in the stone jar, your soul will sooner or later have problems."

"Zhu Bi, I feel like I have forgotten many things in the past." A white-haired four-legged beast walked out, his body was white and his expression was gentle.

There are also nine-tailed white foxes who walk forward, "After reincarnation, are we still ourselves?"

Zhuque Yuanshen said in a deep voice: "This is why I am not entering the cycle of reincarnation. After the cycle of reincarnation, we will definitely no longer be ourselves."

Zu Wu looked at Qin Mu and said lightly: "Do you want him to take us away?"

"That's right."

The Suzaku Yuanshen nodded.

Hearing this, Qin Mu suddenly spoke, "Hey, I didn't say I wanted to take you out."

Qin Mu looked at dozens of evil auras in front of him. They were not mountain gods, but these were all ancient evil gods.

Zu Wu looked at Qin Mu, as arrogant as an emperor, and said majestic: "His body cannot withstand our strength."

Zhuque Yuanshen said lightly: "You can seal your own powerful power."

"He did not open up the God's Treasure, which could accommodate all of us?" Some old god questioned.

The gods were talking, Qin Mu was covered in black lines, didn’t you hear me?

"Even if you force me, I won't take you away." Qin Mu said strongly. He didn't know what the purpose of these gods left.

Zhuque's soul said lightly: "There is a special space in his body, similar to the divine sect. You just happen to be able to hide in his body."

Qin Mu was covered in black. Can't these guys understand what I was saying? They were all communicating with divine thoughts. It shouldn't be.

Is this the old circle of friends?

Qin Mu didn't want to speak.

The circles are different and they don’t have to be harmonious. I will wait for them to ask for themselves later.

Zhuque Yuanshen said strongly: "Boy, open up the special space in your body."

"Haha, why?" Qin Mu curled his lips. As long as I was not stupid enough to open the secret realm of my body, they would not be able to come in.

Qin Mu was careless before, so he made the Suzaku Yuanshen get a bargain.

Above the lake is filled with colorful blood cells, the size of a fist, and there is the blood of all gods, containing terrifying energy.

The blood of all gods floated in front of Qin Mu.

This is refined from the remains of the gods, which almost covers all the old god bloodlines in the heavens and all realms. It can be called the bloodline of the gods.

The Zhuque Yuanshen offered conditions, "Help, these are yours."

The blood cells contain terrifying energy.

Qin Mu was a little moved. Even if he had all the blood, it would not be that easy for him to refine it.

"I can help you refine it!" Zhuque's soul spoke calmly.

Qin Mu frowned slightly and asked, "Are you peeking at my thoughts?"

Zhuque Yuanshen couldn't help but sneer, "Little Bug, do you still need to guess what you want? If you want to become stronger, this is your chance."

"This bloodline contains tremendous energy, which can give you strength comparable to the gods."

"Let me think about it."

Qin Mu didn't want to give an answer easily.

Zhuque Yuanshen said contemptuously: "Put off those unrealistic ideas, my Nanming Lihuo can burn everything, including you and your killing formation."

Qin Mu frowned, his little movements deep in the sea of ​​consciousness had long been discovered by it.

"Help me refine it first!" Qin Mu wanted to gain strength, so he wanted to go to the Great Chitian and go to the Immortal Road Trial. This is his opportunity.

"Simple!"

"Go to the Creation Furnace!"

A map suddenly appeared in the sea of ​​consciousness.

Qin Mu left the temple, and the old god's soul followed behind. The God King saw that the emperor's son was safe, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

Outside the Pantheon, Tang Chen looked at Qin Mu Feiyuan, followed by many powerful old gods, which scared him so much that he did not dare to get close.

The so-called Creation furnace is in a valley, with the cliffs pitch black like a furnace. It contains terrible temperatures and great terror buried underground.

There is a slurry river flowing nearby, with a very high temperature and more powerful than a real stove.

This is based on heaven and earth.

Qin Mu did not take this ball of blood of all gods, but sat cross-legged in the void, and Nan Mingli was cremated into a white furnace to wrap him up.

The divine blood swelled in the stove, and they swallowed Qin Mu. If he took it, his current body would not be able to withstand it.

Just bathing in the divine blood, Qin Mu's body felt like it was about to be torn apart.
To be continued...