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While walking, Ah-Dai looked at the pale golden fighting spirit emanating from Yan Li and asked: "Brother Yan Li, are you using the Lord Judge's divine fighting spirit now? In the past year, your mileage seems to have improved a lot.

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Yan Li said: "Yes! For a long time, my eldest brother and I have not had a particularly suitable way to practice fighting qi. Although the old guy Xuan Yuan has a weird temper, his divine fighting qi is really amazing. It only took him a year to practice.

The messy Dou Qi we practiced before has been reintegrated into the sea, and the skills are much purer than before. Moreover, this divine Dou Qi also has a sacred aura. When used, it not only looks gorgeous, but also possesses

The energy of it can make people feel a great and fearless feeling deep in their hearts. Let us brothers try it if we have a chance to see how far behind you are. With this formal cultivation method, our skills will definitely be very stable in the future.

Improvement. As long as you practice hard, you will one day reach the strength of a sword master." When he mentioned the divine fighting spirit he had cultivated, Yan Li couldn't help but feel proud. One year had passed, and even he could clearly feel the strength.

With such a huge improvement, even Yan Fei, the leader of the Puyan Tribe, can only tie with him now.

Xuan Yue was a little unhappy when she heard Yan Li call old guy Xuan Yuan, "Brother Yan Li, Judge Xuanyuan is my uncle and grandpa. You should be more polite, otherwise I will be angry."

Yan Li laughed and said: "Okay, if you don't want to say it, don't say it. After all, Judge Xuanyuan is still the master of Brother Yan and I. Yueyue, in terms of seniority, you are one generation younger than us!"

Xuan Yue said dissatisfied: "Who is shorter than you? You are not taller than me. Let's compare if we have a chance to see who is better with your divine fighting spirit or my sacred light magic."

Yan Li smiled and said: "Okay! I haven't seen you for a few years, and I also want to see how much progress you have made. It seems that you must have practiced hard, and you have become much tougher even when you speak."

Xuan Yue said: "Of course. However, you still have to work hard. In your current state, I'm afraid you are no match for me, hehe."

Yan Li has always been competitive, but he couldn't get angry at this time. After all, it was more important to go back to see Prophet Pulin. He said helplessly: "As long as you can cure the Prophet's illness, I will admit defeat."

Xuan Yue frowned slightly, sighed softly, and said: "I am not sure at all whether the prophet can be cured. The prophet used his own life force for divination, and his own losses were great. Although light magic can heal injuries, but

There is nothing that can be done about a person's natural death. Now I'm afraid that the prophet's life span has expired. Well, if that's the case, I'm afraid..." At this point, the three of them couldn't help but feel heavy, and no one wanted to continue.

Talk, speed up, and move towards the territory of the Puyan tribe.

In the evening, the three of them climbed over the mountains and finally arrived at the largest tribe of the Puyan tribe. The tribe was still the same as before, and there was not much change. The Tilu Temple was still so obvious. As soon as they entered the periphery of the tribe's territory, they encountered

When the Puyan soldiers arrived on patrol, they naturally knew Yan Li, so they just said hello and let them pass.

Yan Li took them straight to the Tiru Temple. As they walked, they could see Prophet Pulin. Ah-Dai and Xuan Yue couldn't help but become nervous. At the entrance of the Tiru Temple, four Tiru warriors held battle axes.

, standing there proudly, Yan Li stopped and said: "Ah-Dai, you go in first, I will go find Brother Yan. If he knows that you are here, he will be very happy. The prophet is resting in the temple.

, he said, only with the divine power bred in the temple can he persist for a while longer."

Duan nodded and said: "Brother Yan Li, you go ahead first, we can just go in directly."

Yan Li sighed and said: "You should try your best to save the Prophet. The Prophet has dedicated his life to the Puyan tribe. As long as there is a chance, we are not willing to give up!"

Ah-Dai said with some seriousness: "Don't worry, even if you don't tell us, we will do our best. Prophet Pulin is the person we respect the most. Even if we try our best, we will try to save his life."

Yan Li glanced at Ah-Dai and Xuan Yue gratefully, then flew up and headed into the tribe. Ah-Dai took a deep breath and looked at Xuan Yue. Although there were Tiru warriors guarding the entrance to the Tiru Temple, the prophet Purin was

He had already told them the incantation to enter the temple and control the Tiru warriors, so Yanli felt relieved and allowed them to enter on their own.

Xuan Yue nodded slightly at Ah-Dai and said, "I'll do it." As she said that, she walked towards the four Tiru warriors. Although the four Tiru warriors had no souls, they subconsciously raised the battle ax in their hands.

The pressure suddenly rose, and a faint gray gas surrounded their bodies. As long as Xuan Yue entered their attack range, they would take action immediately.

Xuan Yue recalled the teachings of Prophet Pulin and sang in a low voice: "O souls floating in the earth! I would like to pray for your eternal life. Please allow me to communicate with your noble souls, obey my orders, and open your eyes."

Open your heart and let me, your friend, enter the realm of the witch god." This kind of witchcraft incantation is different from the magic incantation. It relies on special notes to trigger. Xuan Yue's voice like a silver bell rang out in the temple.

There was a sound in front of the gate, and the red eyes of the four Tiru warriors gradually dimmed. They retracted their long-handled battle axes and slowly stepped aside. The door of the Tiru Temple also opened.

When Ah-Dai walked to the gate of the temple, the door was just like the last time he entered. Huge pressure suddenly appeared, and a puff of green smoke came out of the top of the gate, making a clicking sound. Such a scene reminded Ah-Dai of his first time.

He was in an uneasy mood at this time. At this time, he was no longer what he was back then. A faint white light lit up, and his surging fighting spirit easily withstood the pressure brought by the temple, and blocked the monstrous evil power of the Pluto Sword.

Ah-Dai glanced at the four Tiru warriors on both sides, and entered the temple with Xuan Yue.

Entering the temple, there is a long and narrow corridor. There will be a torch every ten meters on both sides of the corridor. The light of the torch is not very bright, and the corridor looks very dim. Everything is the same as when they first came, and nothing happened.

Changes. The special energy contained in the temple still existed, which gave Dui a sense of intimacy. After turning a few corners, the front suddenly opened up, the corridor became wider, and he walked forward for about a few dozen meters.

, suddenly the surrounding became extremely empty. There were only a few torches around the several hundred square meters temple hall, and the light became even dimmer, but this did not affect the eyesight of Ah-Dai and Xuan Yue. They could clearly see the lights surrounding the hall.

Hundreds of Tiru warriors, the warriors stood quietly on the spot with their eyes closed like statues. Dumb and Xuan Yue knew that these Tiru warriors were sleeping. On the high platform in the center, there were four awake Tiru warriors.

The soldiers of Lu were guarding around the high platform with their red eyes open. There was a big bed on the high platform. Because of the dim light, they could not see the scene clearly. They could only vaguely make out that it was a person. Although the person's breathing was even,

, but it was very weak. Ah-Dai's mood agitated. He knew that it was the most respected Prophet Purin among the Puyan tribe.

Stepping forward quickly, Ah-Dai pulled Xuan Yue and flew to the high platform. Just when they were about to board the high platform, the Tiru warriors guarding the four corners moved, and four cyan lights intertwined into four directions like lightning.

A ray of death blocked all the routes forward for the two of them. Ah-Dai was shocked, knowing that he was too impatient and suddenly climbed onto the high platform without using the spell to dispel the defense, which would naturally provoke an attack. This was his first time

For the first time, he faced the attack of the Tiru warriors. The cultivation level of the four Tiru warriors was beyond his expectation. The powerful fighting spirit came out from the sharp blade of the battle axe. The attack was so fierce that there was no trace of it.

Hesitation, such a close distance, such a powerful attack, even a magician like Xuan Yue can't deal with it, everything can only rely on Ah-Dai. Ah-Dai remained calm in the face of danger, he held Xuan Yue into his arms with one hand,

The other hand suddenly waved out, and the blue energy of transformation formed a solid shield in the air. There was a continuous sound of slapping, and the four battle axes hit Ah-Dai's energy shield almost at the same time. Four heart-breaking blasts

His fighting spirit was so strong that even with Ah-Dai's skill, his whole body was shaken. The Shield of Transformation in his hand almost shattered. The huge impact force carried his and Xuan Yue's bodies flying up, more than ten meters away.

It fell to the ground far away. A "cha-cha" sound sounded, and Ah-Dai was surprised to find that the Tiru warriors who were originally sleeping opened their eyes. A pair of eyes shining with red light were so bright in the darkness.

It was clear. The battle axes in their hands were all raised, as if they were ready to attack at any time.

No need for Dumb to say, Xuan Yue has already chanted the spell to dispel the attack, "O souls floating in the earth! I would like to pray for your eternal life. Please allow me to communicate with your noble souls, obey my orders, and open your hearts."

, get rid of all evil thoughts of attack, and return to deep sleep." The rising and falling incantations continued to echo in the temple, and the Tiru warriors who were preparing to attack gradually calmed down and returned to their original posts.

The four Tiru warriors guarding the high platform all closed their eyes and fell into a deep sleep under the influence of the spell.

Smiling slightly, Ah-Dai breathed a sigh of relief, and said helplessly to Xuan Yue: "If these hundreds of Tiru warriors rush over together, I'm afraid the two of us might not be able to cope with it together. These great warriors who gave up their souls for the sake of their tribe,

It’s indeed powerful!”

When Xuan Yue was about to answer, a low, old and somewhat weak voice sounded, "Thank you for your praise of the Tiru warriors. They really deserve your praise. You are finally here. It seems that my calculation is correct.

, before I die, I can finally see you one last time." This voice was so familiar that Ah-Dai and Xuan Yue couldn't help but tremble, because this was the voice of Prophet Pulin!

"Prophet——" the two men called in unison.

"Come here, children. I can no longer greet you in person. Let me see what you have become in a few years." The voice became weaker again. Ah-Dai and Xuan Yue looked at each other and drifted again.

They stood up and landed on the high platform of the temple. When they climbed onto the high platform, they could really see the appearance of Prophet Prin. He was lying on a wide bed, with a gray quilt covering his body.

His appearance is still so old, his pale hair has lost any luster, his originally clear eyes have turned turbid yellow, and his withered face looks more haggard than before. The only thing that has not changed is the expression on his face.

Kind smile.

Ah-Dai hurriedly squatted in front of Prophet Pulin's bed and said emotionally: "Prophet, we are back. How could your body be like this? How could it be like this?" He could only barely feel that Prophet Pulin's body was weak to the limit.

Life force, that is indeed the state of dying! Xuan Yue did not squat down like Dumb, but took out the angel staff from her own space barrier. As she sang softly, the fourth level with inquiry function

The sacred light magic spirit was restored and injected into Prophet Pulin's body.

Under the faint white light, there was a trace of blood on Prophet Pulin's pale face, and his spirit became better. Duan was overjoyed and said: "Prophet, do you feel better?"

Prophet Pulin did not answer Ah-Dai's question. He glanced at Xuan Yue and said with a smile: "I haven't seen you in a few years, little girl. You have become more sophisticated. Moreover, your magic skills are no longer inferior to those of my heyday.

.My divination was indeed correct. In just a few years, you have all grown up."

There was a hint of sadness in Xuan Yue's beautiful blue eyes, and she whispered: "Prophet, you'd better talk less and rest more." Through the exploration of Yuanling Restoration Technique, she has completely mastered Prophet Pulin's body.

The situation. Everything was as she feared. Prophet Pulin's vitality was about to run out, and it could not be saved by light magic. His great life had come to an end and he had lost his vitality, which could not be saved by any external object.

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Prophet Pulin smiled slightly and said: "As a prophet of the Puyan tribe, don't I even know my own physical condition? Because I have overdrawn my vitality many times, I have reached the end of my life. Children, you don't have to do anything for me.

Sad, this is my own choice. I don’t regret it, I really don’t regret it at all. As long as I can let the Puyan tribe pass on, what does my death mean? My own efforts may save the Puyan tribe for thousands of years.

Ten thousand lives, I am satisfied. I asked the rocks to find you, mainly because I still have some things to explain to you. I can persist until now only by relying on my will to support myself. My time is running out, let me

Just finish what you said. You must remember every word, because it is related to your future destiny."

After listening to Prophet Pulin's words, Ah-Dai felt great grief in his heart. His eyes were already moist, and he shook his head repeatedly and said: "No, no, Prophet, you will definitely not die. You don't know, right? Yueyue is now

She is a light magician. With her light magic skills, she will definitely be able to save you from death. You have to hold on! Yueyue, hurry up, help heal Prophet Pulin first." He said,

He looked at Xuan Yue hopefully.

Xuan Yue lowered her head and shed tears, choking and saying: "Brother, the prophet is right, his life force has been exhausted, and it can no longer be saved by magic. I'm sorry, I can't help it, even the strongest single Saint

Even the light magic - Divine Healing Technique cannot save the prophet's life that is about to be lost. With the weak vitality in the prophet's body, it is already a miracle that he can persist until now. Brother, I'm sorry."

"No, no, there must be a way, there must be a way, right? Prophet, don't die! Why do all the friends around me have to die one by one? No, I will definitely not let you die."

Dui shouted miserably.

Xuan Yue grabbed Ah-Dai's shoulders, and the light of calm surged out, calming Ah-Dai's agitated mood, "Brother, don't be like this, none of us want anything to happen to the prophet, but what is destined by God cannot be changed. Brother,

Let the prophet finish his words, you don't want him to leave with regrets."

Ah-Dai fell to the ground, gasping for air. Sadness kept hitting his heart. He grabbed his long black hair in extreme pain, unable to accept this reality no matter what.

At this time, a vigorous voice sounded, "Miss Xuan Yue is right. Everything is destined by God. We cannot force it. Let the prophet finish his words and let him leave peacefully."

Ah-Dai and Xuan Yue looked towards the entrance of the temple, and saw Yan Fei, the chief of the Puyan Tribe, Yan Fei, Yan Li and a pretty girl who looked about twenty years old and was wearing common clothes walking in. The person who was talking was

Yes and no.
To be continued...