Bloodhoofed Pansaurus

Chapter 64 Divine Might Like Prison
"If we keep the status quo, why do we bother to weaken the background of the tauren? It is very risky to directly raid their ancestral home? Can we make a compromise, raid is okay, and we can negotiate if we can't do anything?"

The person who said this was a Bimon orc who was more than seven meters tall, and his face was considered gentle among the Beimeng orcs, and his point of view was very pertinent.

Musa Beamon obeyed Franklin's instructions and didn't care about these things. How could he let them go when he went to the ancestral court?
The debate among the elders of the Beamon orcs gradually subsided. Obviously, most of them still agree with this point of view. Although the orcs have violent personalities, the bottom line can also be very flexible.

"That's it, let's set off in three days, ten people will guard the royal court, and everyone else will go!"

Leaving ten of his confidantes behind, Musa Behemoth led nearly two hundred elders of the Behemoth orc clan soaring into the sky and rushed to the ancestral mountain of the tauren.

In the center of the chaotic plateau, on the platform of Zuting Mountain, Franklin became the real body, standing in the center of the eight totem poles, and the realm of gods opened up, guarding a radius of [-] kilometers.

"Master, here they come!"

Franklin sent a voice transmission, indicating that the enemy is already within [-] kilometers of the Zuting Mountain platform.

After Ruin became a god, the detection range of Lei Mo's consciousness also became extremely far.

Not long after Franklin finished speaking, Lei Mo also detected the large group of sanctuaries, which were flying extremely fast in the air at the moment.

"Elders, the enemy has arrived, fight! Fight! Fight!"

Lei Mo's voice rang in the ears of every tauren elder, which surprised them for a moment, and then returned to normal.

A few minutes later, the huge figure of the Beamon orc appeared above Zuting Mountain, forming a siege to Lei Mo and other tauren suspended in the air.

"Franklin!"

Lei Mo's soft shout resounded in Franklin's soul, and densely packed tauren phantoms appeared in the outer sky of Zuting Mountain.

"Boom--"

The heavens and the earth shook, and the laws and rules manifested on a large scale!
These tauren phantoms themselves are invisible, but with the advent of the rules of heaven and earth, the godhead condenses.

The rules of heaven and earth began to transform these sanctuary souls and make them evolve.

In the outer layer of the Beamon orcs, eight thousand seven hundred and sixty five tauren phantoms slowly solidified.

"Become a god outside the body!"

Through Franklin, Lei Mo gave orders to these sanctuary souls who became gods.

"Wow—"

The seven-colored rules ruled that the energy boiled and surged, forming an energy tide that swept across tens of kilometers of altitude.

The sky above the platform of Zuting Mountain is full of colorful clouds, which is really beautiful.

Water system, wind system, ground system, fire system, light system, darkness system, thunder system, all kinds of divine powers.

It gave Lei Mo a feeling of being in the ocean of divine power, his heart was surging, and his thoughts were surging.

"Brave, my great spirit world! Mighty, my great spirit world!"

Lei Mo's inner drama is quite rich.

"Om-"

Thousands of two-meter-high gods, dressed in blood-colored battle robes, with colorful hair and obvious tauren features, appeared one by one in the sky.

"See Master!"

In the sky, the phantoms of the thousands of tauren that appeared instantly entered their respective soul spaces.

There were only more than 8000 lower gods left, and they paid respects to Lei Mo neatly, kneeling on one knee, which made the faces of the Bimon orcs present turn pale.

The already ugly face of the Beamon orc looked even more eerie at this moment.

That's right, Lei Mo has a showdown, it's all his arrangement.

In order to achieve the greatest shocking effect, Lei Mo also arranged the more than 8000 lower gods into more than 80 small squares of more than [-] people.

"Master? Who is the master?"

Not only the Beamon orcs were frightened, but the tauren elders in the ancestral court also became suspicious.

"Everyone, please, from now on, you all belong to my Bloodhoof Tribe, do you have any objections?"

Flying out from the crowd of ancestral elders, Lei Mo gave orders to the thousands of lower gods who were completely under his control.

"Follow the order of the ruler!"

"boom--"

Thousands of lower gods stood up at the same time, and the sound of the wind was uniform.

"Master? Elder Leimo Bloodhoof is the master of these people? This—this, what's going on?"

There are more than a hundred tauren elders, and their brains full of muscles are a bit insufficient.

Not only that, with a wave of Lei Mo's hand, eight huge totem poles with a height of [-] meters rose up from the ground with a "rumbling boom" and disappeared instantly.

"The ancestral court has since disappeared. All the elders belong to the tribe, and the chaotic plateau is under the jurisdiction of the Bloodhoof tribe. There are no longer any three tribes, no three-point plateau!"

After Lei Mo asked Franklin to collect eight totem poles, he arranged very domineeringly.

"As for you? Damn Beamon orcs, die—"

"Om-"

Nearly [-] low-gods scattered around opened their domains of gods one after another, restraining all the Beamon orcs in the air, but they did not step forward.

"kill--"

Lei Mo carried Franklin, who had transformed into a pitch-black appearance, and rushed into the crowd of Beamon orcs.

The pitch-black destructive divine power vibrated and trembled, passing through Franklin's body, turning into overwhelming destructive energy.

"boom--"

A pillar swept across, and the figures of dozens of Beamon orcs disappeared. Yes, they disappeared. There was no blood mist, no ash, and they were directly blown into nothingness by the divine power of destruction.

Lei Mo rushed from left to right in the arena, punching each child. In less than a moment, only Musa Beamon was left among the Beamon orcs.

At this moment, Musa Beamon pretended to be stunned, but he was actually more or less the same.

"It's too powerful, the master's master is too powerful!"

Musa didn't feel a bit uncomfortable with the death of nearly [-] tribesmen around him. Instead, he aroused a fanatical worship of Leimo in his heart.

The invisible thread of faith connected Lei Mo's soul and became another fanatic.

"Follow the ruler's order!"

After Lei Mo wiped out the Beamon orcs with a sweeping force, the elders of the ancestral court finally came to their senses and bowed down one after another to show their respect, and all the objections in their hearts disappeared.

"Anyway, Lei Mo is a tauren, and these thousands of strong people seem to be also tauren. If the plateau is unified, it will be unified!"

120 The two tauren elders found reasons to convince themselves and obeyed Lei Mo's arrangement.

"Musa Beamon!"

Remo shouted loudly.

"exist!"

Musa Bimon bowed.

"From then on, there is no Behemoth royal court, only the Behemoth orcs under the Bloodhoof tribe, can you hear me?"

Lei Mo continued his domineering performance.

"Follow the ruler's order!"

Musa Beamon knelt in the air and bowed down to worship!

"Go! Three months later, there will be a city in the center of the plateau. It's called Bloodhoof City."

After saying this, Lei Mo carried Franklin and thousands of lower gods towards the center of the plateau, and Musa Beamon also flew back to Beamon's royal court.

The remaining more than a hundred tauren elders looked at each other in blank dismay. Things were developing too fast. With the brain power of the tauren, it was already good to be able to bow their heads quickly, and there was no time to think about other things.

"Everyone—"

Crewe Ashes spoke, the Great Elder has become a thing of the past, but Crewe Ashes' prestige is still there.

"There's nothing unacceptable? It's true that Lei Mo Bloodhoof is a tauren. The current situation is that Lei Mo has become the king of all tauren. I think it's very good. If you fight against the Beamon orcs just now, you can still live." How much down?"

Crew Ash flew away first after speaking, followed by Asa Burning Blade.

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