After putting away his mind, Lin Mo stepped forward and was about to rush inside.

"Lin Mo..." The third elder of the Qi Clan shouted.

"Is there anything wrong?" Lin Mo looked at the third elder of the weapon clan.

Looking at Lin Mo, the third elder of the weapon clan looked extremely complicated, as if he was making a decision. He looked at Lin Mo, then at some powerful people from the Slave God Cult that were getting up around, and also looked at the Slave God Cult leader and others outside.

Especially the Slave God leader, there was anger in his eyes at this moment. He didn't expect Lin Mo to suddenly appear and kill his second substitute.

"You are really getting the eight source fires for our weapon clan this time?" The third elder of the weapon clan said gritting his teeth.

"If it weren't for Lei Xi, I would have helped you?" Lin Mo glanced at the third elder of the weapon clan in disguise.

"Outsiders cannot obtain the eight source fires. Once they approach, they will be burned. Therefore, they must be sealed with objects with seals."

The third elder of the Artifact Clan struggled to take out a box of instruments, and an ancient instrument seal was engraved above it, "You can put the eight source fires into it, and then bring them back to the Artifact Clan, please." After saying that, the third elder of the Artifact Clan's tone was extremely sincere.

Lin Mo took the box.

"Although I don't like you, what you did was to help me with the Qi Clan. I will leave the people behind me." The third elder of the Qi Clan looked at Lin Mo deeply and got up with difficulty.

Lin Mo did not speak and swept into the hall with a box of tools.

Just after a distance, Lin Mo suddenly felt a terrifying force coming from behind. It was the third elder of the weapon clan who detonated himself. Xuan Zun's power covered the entire front hall, and the powerful people of the Slave God Cult were involved one after another.

"Although I hate you, your actions are indeed worthy of admiration." Lin Mo said silently. Although the third elder of the Artifact Clan had a strange temper, he finally contributed himself to the Artifact Clan.

Because of the detonation of the power of the three elders of the weapon clan, the strong men pouring in from outside were blocked.

Lin Mo rushed to the center of the hall without any obstacles.

Eight source fires rose, located in the hall, each of which contained a unique and extremely powerful force. The wisp of source fire in Lin Mo's body produced a strong sense, and the source fire slowly overflowed.

Soon, the wisp of source fire was injected into the eight source fires, and then the wisp of source fire split and turned into another eight weak source fires. These eight weak source fires frantically absorbed the power of the eight source fires in the hall and grew up with this as the source.

It was only when the weak eight source fires grew to the same as the eight source fires in the hall that they slowly stopped.

Now, there are not eight source fires in the hall, but sixteen.

The sixteen source fires are connected to each other, and the aura contained in them is even more terrifying. This is many times stronger than the eight source fires on Lian Meng's body that Lin Mo saw at the beginning. It is obvious that the sixteen source fires are considered complete. The original eight source fires can only be considered part of them, because they are cut out, their power is countless times weaker than the whole.

Feel the breath of the sixteen source fire...

Lin Mo couldn't help but take a breath of air. If the power of the sixteen source fires was completely released, it would be enough to burn everything, including this ancient temple and everyone outside.

"The complete sixteen source fire...the power is too terrifying."

Lin Mo suddenly realized why the ancestor of the weapon divided the sixteen source fire into two parts. It was obviously because he was worried that the descendants of the weapon clan would not be able to control it and would eventually play with fire and burn themselves, resulting in the destruction of the entire weapon clan.

Although the eight source fires with only one part are also terrifying, they can at least be within control.

Lin Mo opened the instrument box, and with the flash of the instrument seal, the sixteen sources of the sixteen sources were cremated into a line and fell into the instrument box one after another. Lin Mo, who held the instrument box, could feel the horror of the sixteen sources of the fire. No wonder this kind of thing can only be obtained in the sky outside the sky. In this world, once the sixteen sources of the fire are released, it will definitely continue to burn and it is difficult to stop it.

After the last source fire fell into the instrument box, Lin Mo covered the instrument box.

boom……

The breath of Xuanzun's supreme power surged in.

The Slave God leader committed suicide in person, and then there were Zhuyang Ancestor and others. Although they had not fully recovered, they could at least take action. The most important thing was that they felt how terrifying the power of the Sixteen Dao Source Fire was, so they naturally hoped to control the Sixteen Dao Source Fire in their hands.

"Boy, hand over the sixteen source fires and spare you all the time." The Slave God leader shouted coldly.

"I offer you the sixteen source fires, and I can make you the largest disciple under my seat, and in the future you can let you rule the weapon clan." Zhuyang Zu said.

"Lin Mo, these sixteen source fires are not something you can control, don't play with fire and burn yourself." Zhu Rong's ancestor looked at the box of the instrument in Lin Mo's hand with a burning look, "You should know that even if you have obtained the sixteen source fires, you can't leave here. Your cultivation is too low, why bother to flow into this muddy water? Some things are not something you can touch."

"Super the sixteen source fires, and my weapon clan promised you and Lei Xi." The great elder of the weapon clan also spoke. He didn't know what was happening in the hall, thinking that Lin Mo had taken away the weapon box of the third elder.

The three elders of the Qi Clan all fell, and the great elders of the Qi Clan could not investigate at this time. The most important thing was that he had to get back the box of the Qi Clan and the sixteen source fires sealed inside.

Looking at the four Xuanzun powerful men who rushed in, Lin Mo's expression was still the same as before, without any panic.

"The four of you plan to ask for these sixteen source fires. Whoever I hand them over will offend the other three. In my opinion, it is better for the four of you to fight first. In the end, who wins, I will hand them over to that one, how about it?" Lin Mo said.

"Dare you dare to tease us?" The Slave God leader said angrily.

"Lin Mo, for the sake of a friendship, I won't kill you, I will save you a life." Zhu Rong's ancestor said.

"Supply the Sixteen Source Fires." Zhuyang's ancestor was too lazy to talk nonsense and was about to take action.

Lin Mo suddenly raised the box of the instrument and aimed it at the Slave God leader and others.

This action made the Slave God leader and others stop, with fear in their expressions. They were not afraid of Lin Mo, but were afraid that Lin Mo would open the box of the vessel. By then, the sixteen source fires were not under control, and they were afraid that they would all be burned here.

"He can't open the box, don't worry." The great elder of the Artifact Clan said in a deep voice.

As soon as the words were finished, the Slave God leader and others were about to take action.

"Open the box? That's not simple." After Lin Mo said, a faint pattern rose from his body.

The moment he saw the weapon pattern, the faces of the Great Elder of the Artifact Clan and the Old Ancestor Zhuyang suddenly changed.

"The ancestral seal of the artifact..."

"How could it be on you..." Zhuyang's ancestor's eyes turned red, and he naturally knew the meaning of the pattern of the ancestor of the weapon, which was a unique logo of the inheritor of the ancestor of the weapon.

However, shouldn’t this ancestral seal be on the descendants of the gentry? How could it be on a foreigner?

"That's not his... Could it be Lei Xi's..." The face of the Great Elder of the Artifact Clan changed.

"Fourth, I don't have time to play with you here, I'll take a step first." Lin Mo said, and his mind moved.

When the Slave God leader and others realized it, Lin Mo had disappeared from the spot.
Chapter completed!