Bloodhoofed Pansaurus

Chapter 135

After digging around to find a container, Lei Mo Beng opened the deity's fingers, releasing a lot of blood.

Blood gushed out from the almost broken finger, filling more than half of the container, Lei Mo took out the blood spar and threw it in.

"Bah la la - bang - blah"

There was a burst of violent transpiration in the container, as if cold water had been poured into a frying pan.

The blood splattered in all directions, and was bound by Lei Mo's fighting spirit before falling back into the container.

After a long period of time, the blood in the container gradually dried up, and Lei Mo took out the blood spar.

Looking at the intact blood spar, just like the original appearance.

Still bloody and misty, still so beautiful, Lei Mo was completely helpless.

Just like that, Lei Mo practiced in the practice room of the City Lord's Mansion.

If you think of something, you will go out to test it, and then come back with a frustrated face.

Elemental Island, Demon Temple.

Damon called the dozens of commanders under his command to the training chamber of the Demon Palace one by one, and then left separately.

It was no different from when it came, finally it was Selwyn's turn.

"Your Majesty! Are you looking for me?"

After Selvin bowed slightly to Demon King Damon, he asked.

"Selwyn, how is your practice recently? Are you a water beast? How many kinds of mysterious fusion?"

The Demon King looked at Selvin and asked kindly.

"Your Majesty! I have already integrated the three mysteries of the water system, and I am still a wise man!"

Speaking of this, Selvin immediately regained his spirits, and Barabara talked for a long time.

Normally, the Demon King would wave his hand to drive people away, but today's Demon King Damon is surprisingly patient.

"According to what your majesty wants, we try our best to integrate more mysteries in the middle god stage, or at least find a point of convergence between mysteries."

"It really has a miraculous effect. Those guys who have broken through to the upper gods can't go three rounds in my hands!"

"I wanted to go back and merge Xuan'ao, but found that it was more than ten thousand times more difficult. Now I am completely dumbfounded."

After finally finding an opportunity to chat freely, how could Selvin, who is the Confused God Shark, let it go?

"All the commanders of the beasts have obeyed the words of the king, even those who practice the rules, try to comprehend the rules as a whole!"

When Selvin said this, he was suddenly a little puzzled. These kings must have known about it.

"I'm just making a routine inquiry, and I want to see your cultivation progress, so go back now!"

Seeing Selvin's doubts, Demon King Damon casually said.

"Okay, Your Majesty! This subordinate will leave!"

Not to mention, under Colm's training, the people under the Demon King's command became more and more aware of the rules.

When Selvin turned around and was about to leave.

A gigantic phantom of a purple totem pole piercing the sky emerged from behind Daemon.

An illusory and complex rune matrix suddenly appeared in the void, and instantly sank into Selvin's soul.

After a while, Damon asked again: "Selvin, what is your innate supernatural power?"

"My lord, my innate supernatural power is called Soul Trek. I named it myself. I specialize in souls."

"Those whose souls are weaker than mine will die immediately, and those whose souls are similar to mine will also be greatly affected."

Selwyn usually talked a lot, but he avoided talking about innate supernatural powers, but now he knows everything.

"Hand over all your wonders, or things that don't understand the function, and go back."

"I just asked about cultivation, right?"

Damon put away Selvin's space ring, waved him away, and suddenly thought of Selvin's broken mouth, so he quickly added something.

The demon king's summons lasted for more than half a month. There were no fixed problems, and most of them were related to cultivation.

On the island of elements, on the square that dominates the temple, a pillar with a height of [-] kilometers and a diameter of several kilometers suddenly appeared.

The pillars are covered with mysterious runes, attracting gods from Elemental Island to watch.

Especially those who practice the rules of destruction, after watching the totem pole, they have made rapid progress.

The pillar that suddenly appeared in the temple square was the totem pole of destruction, and it was moved from Serafur to hell after all.

There is a small space in the ground under the pressure of the destruction totem pole, no more than dozens of cubic meters.

Under the totem pole with a diameter of thousands of meters, it looks inconspicuous.

A bead of indeterminate color is suspended, and below the bead is a pool.

In other words, the entire space is a pool, where colorful energy flows, and dozens of cubic meters of small space are filled with colorful liquids.

Time flies by, and in the highest plane, hundreds of years or thousands of years are extremely short.

The gods in the spirit world continue to be born, and the souls of the Serafur plane can no longer be supplied.

The spiritual world baptism in the past tens of thousands of years has never been full.

Druid's inheritance, the effect of inheritance in hell is mediocre, but the effect of totem pole awareness is good, but there are still too few people who understand totem poles.

But hell is almost all above the sanctuary, there is no pressure of life and death, and all returning souls die in the slaughter.

The thunder totem pole is on Thunder Island, the big totem pole is on the Bauhinia Continent, and the fire totem pole is on the Blood Peak Continent.

The wind totem pole is in the Kalosha continent, the water totem pole is in the Bifu continent, and the light totem pole is in the Muya continent.

Including the totem pole of destruction on Elemental Island, Franklin's eight daughters were placed in hell.

The dark totem pole is on its way to the underworld, and will be placed near the Nether Mountain, so it is not afraid of being taken away.

If Franklin didn't intervene, with his current god-level strength, he could indeed carry the totem pole.

Franklin, if the soul descends, no one can move its offspring unless it is the main god.

If the main god snatches it, Franklin can instantly take back its offspring through the space node, but it is more troublesome to send it back.

Without the totem pole as the spatial node of the spirit world, Franklin had to make a trip himself.

But with Franklin's invisible and untouchable characteristics, no one can find out.

After a few times, the main god will no longer have the idea of ​​making totem poles, which is why Lei Mo dared to bring all the totem poles to hell.

In order to make it as convenient as possible, the totem poles on the five continents are all placed in the center of the continent to facilitate the movement of items.

In the future, no matter whether it is a demon castle or a god level in the spirit world all over the hell, the strange things collected will not need to be sent back to Bloodhoof Island.

Send it near the totem pole, just communicate with the ghost on duty in the spirit world, and the ghost turned into a rune will notify Franklin.

To store items in the spirit world, only one thought of Franklin is needed.

Franklin is already Dzogchen, no matter how much he practiced, it would be useless. At most, he would study his unique skills, so he had plenty of time.

Seven totem poles spread all over hell, connecting five continents and two oceans.

At least non-living objects can be connected, and the connection to hell has really been realized, a name that makes Lei Mo a little bit pale.

Bloodhoof Island.

Lei Mo is still doing his never-ending research.

"It's been so long, has the Earth Shaking Hammer devoured all the strange things?"

Thousands of years have passed, Lei Mo has not checked it once, not because he is calm enough, but because there are too many strange things.

This is just a matter of finding a needle in a haystack, and seeing too much will only increase troubles. A single blood spar is enough for Lei Mo to toss about.

But after hundreds of thousands of years, there is no research to find out why.

All the weird or novel ideas that Lei Mo came up with were useless.

The blood spar was unmoved, it was still the original appearance, with 120 eight facets, filled with blood mist.

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