The place where the primitive gods were born

Lu Ming continued to fly along the grassland. About three days later.

Thump thump thump ...

At that moment, Lu Ming's ancient God heart started to beat uncontrollably, as if there was something in front of him that was attracting it.

"What's in front?"

Lu Ming felt that the blood in his body was flowing faster. He had an inexplicable feeling that there was something beneficial to him in front of him that was attracting him.

"Let's go and take. look ..."

Lu Ming continued to move forward. After flying for a while, a huge mountain peak appeared in front of him.

This peak was incomparably majestic, and its energy reached a hundred thousand feet. It broke through the clouds, and the area it occupied was even larger. One couldn't see the end of it with a single glance.

From a distance, the entire mountain peak was covered in a layer of faint red mist, giving off a mysterious feeling. Moreover, a vast Qi filled the air.