"Refine!"

As his soul was sucked into the Burning Heaven Furnace, Lin Hao did not hesitate at all. He quickly changed seals with his hands and cast out mysterious runes.

boom--!

The Burning Heaven Furnace suddenly burst into flames, like a huge red furnace burning blazingly, and the surrounding air also produced circles of twisted ripples in the fluctuations of such scorching energy.

“Aaaaah…!!”

"You damned low-level races, how dare you defy our God Clan? When our God Clan descends in the future, we will definitely destroy this world completely!!"

For a moment, the screams of souls and hysterical roars of despair continued to be heard from the Burning Heaven Furnace.

"I don't know whether it can be destroyed or not, but I know that you won't have the chance to see it."

Lin Hao's expression was indifferent. As the last flame rune hit the Burning Heaven Furnace, the screams of the soul suddenly stopped and completely disappeared.

Immediately, he grabbed with his palm, and the lid of the Burning Heaven Furnace opened, and the soul with white lines all over its body was directly grabbed out.

After being refined in the Burning Heaven Furnace, the main consciousness of the soul has been erased, and its divine power has also been reduced by more than half.

Lin Hao didn't care about this. The black energy surged in his palm and swallowed it into his body.

If one wants to completely absorb and convert it into one's own energy in a short period of time, this kind of place is obviously not suitable.

Lin Hao's mind moved slightly, and he sealed his soul in the Dantian acupoint. Anyway, this soul was just a ball of unconscious energy and would not pose any threat at all.

“Ah!” “Ah!”…

At this time, Chen Jin, Hou Tiancheng and many other top martial artists joined forces and killed three other powerful gods one after another.

However, the vitality of these gods was extremely tenacious. After their physical bodies died suddenly, all three souls broke out of the bodies and fled in a hurry.

"The Art of Conferring Gods!"

Chen Jin's eyes were slightly stern, and a mysterious rune seal flashed out instantly, directly imprisoning the soul that wanted to escape.

Immediately, black mist surged out of his palm, absorbing the soul into his body and sealing it near the evil spirit.

Hou Tiancheng and the others' methods were relatively more direct. When the souls broke out of the body, they immediately activated the formation to trap them, and then used the advantages of the formation to completely wipe out the other two souls.

At this point, the only four remaining powerful gods in the Tower of Babel were all eliminated.

But except Lin Hao and Chen Jin, Hou Tiancheng and others all suffered injuries to varying degrees.

Obviously, in order to kill the powerful gods, they all paid a heavy price.

Looking around, there were corpses all over the ground and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood.

However, the fighting in this world is not over yet.

The huge group of pseudo-gods brought together many geniuses from previous races. Although they were forcibly implanted with slave marks, their martial arts should not be underestimated.

In this battle, if Lin Hao had not arrived at the Divine Burial Abyss in advance and subdued five hundred abyss dark demons, his chances of winning would have been very slim.

"The master is dead, disperse and retreat!"

Realizing that four powerful gods had died one after another, those false emperors and gods were obviously very intelligent. They immediately led their teams to break out of the encirclement and then retreated quickly.

"Chase! Don't let them escape!"

"Cut the grass at its roots!"

However, the martial artists from the three major sects, as well as the Mad Clan Legion, the Flame Demon Clan, and the Fire Phoenix Clan, were already bloodthirsty at this moment.

And he clearly realized that if he didn't take this opportunity to completely disintegrate the power of the Tower of Babel, it would still be a huge hidden danger to the Sky Continent in the future.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh…!!!

In an instant, numerous martial artists dispersed and began to hunt down those pseudo-gods.

Lin Hao's army of abyss dark demons also joined the hunt.

However, after this battle, the number of abyss dark demons has been reduced by half from the original 501 to only more than 200.

But the number of pseudo-gods they killed was several times more than this casualties!

"Brother Lin, I have fought for so many years, but I have never felt so satisfied as I did today."

Luo Heng, covered in blood, came up to Lin Hao with a long knife in hand and said excitedly.

"Because these guys all deserve to be killed."

Lin Hao smiled faintly, feeling somewhat excited.

Soon, the three sect leaders and Ouyang Gong also flew over.

Although the war had been won, they still felt heavy-hearted when they saw the corpses scattered everywhere.

Strictly speaking, this battle can only be considered a tragic victory.

The four forces, the human sect, the Flame Demon clan, the Mad clan, and the Fire Phoenix clan, almost all suffered heavy losses.

This also laid the foundation for the racial war that broke out two years later, in which they all became the disadvantaged group.

Because at that time, the strongest human being recorded in history, 'Lin Tian', had disappeared.

"My mission is about to end..."

Thinking of this, Lin Hao glanced at Chen Jin not far away.

The latter pursed his lips slightly. From what he had read in history books, it was stated that after Lin Tian led the armies of various tribes to destroy the Tower of Babel, he suddenly disappeared again and his whereabouts have been unknown since then.

As time went by, various outside forces have speculated that Lin Tianji was most likely seriously injured and died after the battle with the powerful gods in the Tower of Babel.

In order to keep the secret, the human martial arts community fabricated the pretext of "missing".

Chen Jin could not guarantee whether this record of the Demonic Clan was true.

After all, history books were copied by humans, and they have been around for thousands of years, so they can be changed at will.

"Lin Tian."

At this time, a pleasant voice sounded.

Lin Hao turned his gaze to the right and saw Ouyang Gong, dressed in a red shirt, walking towards him.

She looked at Lin Hao in front of her, and after a few glances, she said, "The way you fought just now feels very familiar to me."

“It feels like déjà vu.”

Lin Hao's heart trembled slightly, and he couldn't help but say: "Senior Ouyang, I don't think we have met before?"

Could it be that the residual soul consciousness of the Fire Source Stele can also lead to the original body of this era?

Lin Hao felt quite strange about this.

"I'm not sure, but I always feel like we are very familiar with each other, and it was a long time ago."

Ouyang Gong shook his head, with a hint of confusion in his beautiful phoenix eyes, and then he sighed softly:

"Unfortunately, I suffered a severe brain injury in a battle before, and lost most of my memory. I can't remember many things."

Hearing this, Lin Hao was slightly surprised.

As the Palace Master of Fire Phoenix Palace, such a powerful top figure, would also lose his memory?

“Lin Tian, ​​don’t be fooled by how young Palace Master Ouyang is. She is from the same generation as our Nine Profound Sect’s founder.”

Hou Tiancheng introduced him and said with a smile: "According to seniority, Palace Master Ouyang is also my predecessor."

A person from thousands of years ago?!

Hearing this, Lin Hao couldn't help but take a deep breath and looked at Ouyang Gong in surprise.

Obviously, no one expected that this woman could still maintain such youthful beauty after living for so long. It's incredible!