Bloodhoofed Pansaurus

Chapter 128 Clash of Clans
However, the remaining mutated soul has no complete consciousness and cannot recover, so it has been stalemate for a hundred years.

On the stone platform at this time, the entanglement, impact, and infusion of the two black divine powers, the general soul power, will definitely be consumed violently.

But the colorful energy on the island of the spirit world transformed Tver's soul into an extremely powerful one, and the vast power of the soul was as deep as the sea.

No matter how the two black energies are impacted and soaked, the soul of Tweer himself will not be consumed much.

Under the impregnation of two completely different divine powers, Tweer's soul fluctuated, trembled, and changed extremely rapidly, and quickly adapted to the erosion of different divine powers.

Driven by the soul of the deity's soul, Tver's destruction and darkness avatar rapidly recovered the power of the soul, which was countless times faster than the original consumption.

In just a few months, Tweer's main body and two clones woke up, and Lei Mo also watched the strange things for a few months.

"Unfortunately, the gray beads dissipated, otherwise, would I be able to mass-produce soul mutants?" Lei Mo yelled in his heart what a pity.

"And what's the situation with me? Five-line soul mutation? What about the power of will reward?"

On Bloodhoof Island, Lei Mo's four avatars are all there.

The four completely different divine powers can indeed be fused, but the power is not as powerful as the destructive divine power alone.

According to Rachel, there is no gathering of heaven and earth elements in the sky above Lei Mo's deity and the god clone, which is completely different from Tver's situation.

"Then am I a soul mutation?"

Doubts welled up in Lei Mo's heart, the most important thing was regret, isn't he the son of the plane?
There is no hope for the fusion of earth, fire, water, and wind. Lei Mo does not have the talent of the wind element. Instead, he has the light element and has an extra clone of destruction.

Hongmeng said that one more is not good, and one less is not good, it must be the soul mutation of the four elements of earth, fire, water and wind.

"There is no hope for transcendence, but with the spirit world, maybe I can go back?"

The power of the spirit world is infinite, where is its limit?This takes time to verify.

Franklin came back, and Lei Mo decided to go out for an adventure.

Both the Destruction and Earth Elements are gone, and the fusion of the middle divine powers of the two systems has increased the power by ten times, which is much more powerful than the fusion of the four divine powers.

The deity stays in the underground space and continues to assist in the practice of the law of the water and fire avatars. The deduction ability of Nebula's soul cannot be wasted.

Hundreds of years later, on the Blood Peak Continent, with Franklin's extreme speed, Lei Mo has traveled on the Blood Peak Continent for more than 100 years, and has not encountered any of the four divine beasts.

"Isn't the Four Divine Beasts born in the Blood Peak Continent? I've checked a few places that seem to be Youlan Mansion, but I haven't found anything."

The purpose of coming to the Blood Peak Continent is of course for the four divine beasts. If there is a chance, Lei Mo also wants to see their supernatural powers. Of course, after the soul escapes into the spirit world, Lei Mo does not want to die.

"Boom——" The tyrannical and surging divine power, the explosion of the battle and the collision of artifacts came, and Franklin's consciousness instantly extended.

"Master, there are two groups of people fighting, each with hundreds of people, not too far from here." Franklin's voice sounded in Lei Mo's heart.

"Let's go! Let's see and see!" In the era when the Lord God did not come out, hell was no longer dangerous for Lei Mo, and he didn't want to stand out, it was just an instinctive hiding.

The two sides have nearly a thousand gods, all kinds of divine powers are flying in the sky, weapons and armors collide from time to time, is it possible that there are still gods who were beaten and the gods collapsed, leaving only one godhead.

Thousands of meters away, Lei Mo is suspended like this. For the god level, this distance is equivalent to being on the battlefield, and it is a bit rude.

"It's none of my business that you hit you." That's what Lei Mo thought in his heart.

The change in thinking has changed Lei Mo's behavior, and he is no longer as cautious as before.

"Gligeli, you and I will give up first, how about killing that arrogant guy not far away? Our tribe is fighting, and he is so arrogant to watch from a close distance!"

A big man in black armor said to the blue-haired old man who was fighting with him in front of him, both of them are strong in the middle god, and they have long disliked Lei Mo in the distance.

"Okay!" The two stopped at the same time and flew towards Lei Mo.

"Huh?" Lei Mo came back to his senses, looked at the two middle gods flying towards him at a very high speed, with a puzzled expression on his face.

"boom--"

The strong man in black armor suddenly accelerated and rushed towards Lei Mo. He had no intention of talking at all, and he used all his strength to come up.

He had never fought so hard against the blue-haired old man, and he obviously didn't like Lei Mo's calm and arrogant appearance.

The pure destructive divine power surged on the black-armored man, and a three-meter-long saber struck Lei Mo's face.

But Lei Mo didn't react as if he hadn't reacted. He didn't make a weapon to block or dodge the incoming saber, just stood there like this.

"Boom-"

The jet-black destructive power churned on the saber, as if it had been cut on an invisible wall, a jet-black totem pole, and only then did it appear.

It was the transformed Franklin, the pitch-black totem pole didn't even tremble, and the black-armored man's full blow disappeared without a trace.

The blue-haired old man, who moved a step slower, suddenly stopped flying at extreme speed, stopped instantly, and was suspended tens of meters away from Lei Mo.

The eyes looking at Lei Mo suddenly became frightened, his lips trembled, and he said with difficulty: "My lord, it was not my idea!"

The brawny man in black armor was going to be much more reckless, he didn't care about it, he looked like a madman, he slashed at Lei Mo several times, and he used all his strength.

His eyes were red, and he murmured: "Impossible, he is obviously a middle god!"

Suddenly, the red light in his eyes faded, and the black-armored man, like the blue-haired old man, had frightened eyes and trembling lips.

"My lord! Are you a Highgod in disguise?"

Lei Mo, who seemed to come back to his senses, looked at the black armored man, and said, "Give me a reason not to kill you?"

With a cold voice, how many of those who practice the rules of destruction are naturally pure and kind?

As for daring to be distracted during the battle, with Franklin as the perfect guardian at all times, Lei Mo certainly has nothing to fear.

"Ah—this!"

The black-armored man and the blue-haired old man looked at each other, there was a sound transmission from the soul, and the battle between the two groups stopped, all kinds of godheads and weapons and armor were gathered.

"My lord! Don't you wonder why we fought?" The blue-haired old man spoke first, ignoring the expression of the black armored man.

"If you're not curious, what am I watching?" Lei Mo asked directly, would he say that he just watched it curiously?

"Yes, the intense destructive energy of hell does make practitioners bloodthirsty and aggressive, but it's not enough to cause bloody battles between tribes!"

The blue-haired old man's words aroused Lei Mo's curiosity, and he couldn't help but have deeper thoughts.

He didn't show anything on his face, just looked at the blue-haired old man with inexplicable meaning.

"Well, our two tribes are fighting for the ownership of a blood pool!"

The blue-haired old man couldn't resist Lei Mo's inexplicable eyes, and chose to ask and answer by himself.

The black-armored man seemed to have figured it out, and let the blue-haired old man talk, no longer nervous.

　Thanks to the person who misses you the most, Brother Dapeng’s monthly ticket, and thanks to all the officials for their recommended tickets!You are raising immortal cows!
　　
　
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