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Chapter 1883 Tengling Wooden Staff

But even so what?

Some things have come to this point now, and there is no turning back! In the Tengling tribe, eight out of ten are Teng tribes. Apart from some people with neutral positions, the real Ling tribes are less than one-twentieth of the entire tribe! Under such circumstances, ninety percent of the tribes are waiting for him to lead everyone to resurrect the Saint, and then follow the Saint to leave this broken world! At this time, he gave up the resurrected Saint because of this great prophet. Is this possible?

I'm afraid that if he reveals a hint of giving up the resurrection of the Saint, he will be torn apart by all his tribe members! What he represents is the hope of the nine-year tribe members leaving this place! His hope cannot be given up, it can only exist and exist forever! So, even if he knows that he cannot do it, how can he not do it?

The high priest raised a hand, and in an instant, a scepter appeared in his hand.

A wooden stick wrapped around the divine beast Teng Snake! It seems that the power fluctuations emitted by this wooden stick are exactly the same as the wooden spiritual stick held in the hand of the great prophet on the opposite side, and even stronger! "Hmm?

Tengser rod?"

On the opposite side, seeing the high priest taking out the staff silently, the great prophet sighed slightly. He already knew that even if the high priest was dying, he would continue to struggle. There was no hope of a peaceful solution for today's affairs! It was just... "What if you sacrifice the Tengser Staff?"

"The Tengshe Wood Spirit was originally the same stick, and it was the natal magic weapon of the real Tengshe Holy Girl. The upper snake, the lower wood spirit, and the power of the Tengshe is based on the wood spirit, and the power of the Wood Spirit is based on the Tengshe as an attack method."

"You Teng clan's high priest, tens of thousands of years ago, cheated the Teng Ling wooden stick from that generation of great prophets and folded the stick into two pieces. But in fact... At that time, they were just the great prophets of that generation. They didn't want to compete with you Teng clan, so they left the Teng snake stick to you, which was also considered as adding a token to the position of the high priest, so that you can become the so-called high priest in just right!"

"Otherwise, do you think that the great prophet of that generation will only regain this wooden spirit staff?"

The great prophet sneered, paused the wooden spirit staff in his hand, and suddenly a terrifying recovery force and vitality were emitted from his wooden spirit staff, and in the blink of an eye it spread throughout the entire mountain forest here.

Almost as the power of this wood spirit staff enveloped the entire forest, the ancient trees that burst and scattered were all instantly extracted new buds from the remaining roots and trunks, and grew wildly at a speed visible to the naked eye. In an instant, the entire forest became lush again. Even those already intact ancient trees were raised several feet high at this moment, adding infinite vitality! If these ancient trees could live for at most thousands of years, then under the nourishment of the vitality of the wood stick, their lives would last for at least ten thousand years! This is the function of the wood spirit stick and the power of the wood spirit stick!! Even Lin Hao, who was standing beside him, couldn't help but glance at his storage bag at this moment, because

He clearly felt that the spiritual herbs in his storage bag were all affected by this power of recovery and vitality. Both the vitality and medicine power were enhanced a lot, especially the spiritual material that was not less than a thousand or ten thousand years away from the next door, which directly broke through the ages and became a more precious herb! It was amazing! Lin Hao couldn't help but look at the wooden spirit staff in the hands of the great prophet in shock. You know, according to the words of the great prophet, this wooden spirit staff was actually only half of the original ten spirit wooden staff! However, before the great prophet finished speaking, the great prophet sneered at the high priest opposite and smiled: "Without the support of the wooden spirit staff, how much power can your Teng Snake Staff exert?"

"What's more, if you don't have the power of the prophet, how can you stimulate the full power of the Teng Snake Staff?"

"This snake staff can exert 30% of its power in your hands, which is already the limit!"

"Otherwise, do you think that my great prophets of the Spirit Clan will allow the Teng Snake Staff to be kept in the hands of your Teng Clan?

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"It's just that because you can't exert his power at all, it's useless to put it in your hands. I just want you to help save it on your behalf!"

"A bunch of idiots!!"

The great prophet spat at the high priest again, as if the high priest opposite was just garbage.

After saying that, he looked at Lin Hao again, and this time he felt a little impatient: "I said, boy, why are you still standing there? Don't you want to save your little sister?"

"Oh, it's...uh, thank you Senior Lingye!"

Lin Hao bowed to the old man Lingye with some restraint, and then hesitated no longer. He immediately turned around and flew back to the ground, found a quiet edge of the battlefield. He originally wanted to set up a protective barrier, but in the end he felt it was unnecessary, so he simply took out the alchemy furnace and various treasures of heaven and earth, and started to refine the Eight-Pole Blood-Resolving Pill on the spot! And just as he started to refine, the great prophet in the sky smiled, raised the spiritual wooden stick in his hand, and lit it at Lin Hao's alchemy furnace from the air: "Old man, I'll help you again!"

Suddenly, a terrifying vitality surged out of the wooden spirit staff and fell into Lin Hao's alchemy furnace.

Lin Hao was immediately overjoyed. This powerful vitality could at least shorten his alchemy time by half an hour, and the pills he refined would definitely be much better than he expected, especially the vitality could definitely be restored immediately after Zhu Ling'er took it! "Thank you, senior!"

Lin Hao bowed to Elder Lingye in the sky again, and he was really grateful to the old man.

“No need to be polite.”

The old man Lingye shook his head slightly, turned around and looked at the high priest opposite him.

"Tengshan, I can give you another chance. Stop it and don't try to resurrect the soul of the woman from the Eight Desolate Sect. From now on, you will still be your high priest of the Teng clan. My spiritual clan is still dormant, and you and I will not be in trouble at all."

Opposite the short high priest looked at the great prophet opposite him with a steady look. At some point, his temples suddenly turned gray. He was originally a spirited old man, but now his face was aged more than ten years old.

It seems that he is even older than the Great Prophet opposite him.
Chapter completed!
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