Tianlong: Immortal Cultivator in the World of Martial Arts

Chapter 389 Hou Yi Brought to the Prophet's World

Since the time of the calamity cannot be controlled, at present, for everyone, it is impossible for them to choose to leave the heaven at this time, because if they do, they will lose more.

Everyone can only pin their hopes on Kunpeng, staring at him alone, wanting to see what is hidden in it.

"It seems that everyone has already seen it. The next calamity indeed happened on the lich. If you don't believe it, after we return to the heaven, the first thing Dijun will look for us must be Let us slaughter the entire prehistoric human race." Kunpeng said seriously.

"Monster, are you sure what you said is not a joke? We are going to fight the Wu Clan next, so why are we involved in the human race?" Bi Fang looked at Kunpeng and said in disbelief.

Not to mention that Bi Fang didn't understand, even if it was other people, none of them understood.

But at the very beginning, Zhao Bi had already told about the coming of the calamity.

When he first heard the news, even Kunpeng didn't understand it, but because he believed in the prophet Zhao Bi, Kunpeng didn't say anything more.

It's just that it's really absurd to tell this group of prehistoric quasi-sages about an uncertain matter.

But now that things have reached this point, it is useless to think about it, and can only develop according to what the prophet said.

In fact, Kunpeng himself didn't have much confidence, after all, staying in the wilderness, the Wu clan and the human race were completely irrelevant existences.

Hearing Bi Fang's doubts, Kunpeng smiled slightly and did not refute, but then said, "Since you believe me, why don't we go ahead and see how it goes?"

"The demon master said what he said, and we naturally have no reason not to believe it. After returning to the Heavenly Court, we will be free to tell whether it is true or not." Bai Ze said, looking at the crowd.

They didn't sit here to have a drink and talk, they just wanted to know some other things.

The people sitting here are almost the fighting power of the entire Heavenly Court. If they don't participate in the Lich War, then the entire Heavenly Court has no desire to fight.

After all things are over, the world of the Prophet.

At this time, the Demon God of Time had returned, still holding the two dying guys in his hands.

After returning here, the Time Demon God said to himself with some resentment, "I don't know what the Prophet wants these two guys to do? Obviously their strength is very ordinary, why bother to go to such lengths? Cover up the detection of the prehistoric world by yourself."

The Time Demon God doesn't understand it, and it's likely that other people wouldn't understand it either.

But he still did this. After bringing the two back, the Time Demon God casually handed them over to Tiansheng, a sage of the elves, and Feng Wu, a member of the Phoenix clan.

The key now is not to let them die, and this matter can be regarded as a special account.

"Master Time, why did you entrust this dying guy to me?" Tiansheng looked at Hou Yi who was thrown by the Demon God of Time, and asked with some differences.

Since becoming a sage, Tiansheng seldom cares about the affairs of the prophet's world. He just takes small fish to visit the whole world every day, and will appear in chaos when he is free.

But now, this sudden incident made him feel a little overwhelmed for a moment.

Looking at Tiansheng, the Time Demon God really didn't know how to explain it. In the end, he could only helplessly say, "This is the order of the prophet. You will take him with you temporarily to cultivate some skills. I don't know what the prophet likes about him." , anyway, you just need to remember that this is an order from the Prophet.”

The Time Demon God didn't explain too much, he could only tell this guy exactly what he knew.

"Tiansheng, this guy seems to be from the prehistoric witch clan! What is the plan of this prophet?" The little fish on Tiansheng's shoulder looked at Houyi and said to him.

"Anyway, the person has been handed over to you. You can figure out how to train it next, and come to me if you have anything to do."

The Time Demon God wants to leave as soon as possible, and he has finally left one behind. The key is that he still has another one in his hand that needs to be dealt with.

Looking at Hou Yi who fell on the ground, he was almost dying. If he didn't rush to treat him now, this guy would definitely die.

But for Tiansheng, he is a person who likes freedom. This sudden change really made him feel a little at a loss for a while.

"Xiaoyu, I can't wait to discuss the matter of the prophet in the future. Since the prophet has given such an order, there must be his plan. We just need to do things according to the order."

Tiansheng said to Xiaoyu in a low voice.

"Okay, I see." Xiaoyu's whole face was full of grievances, but he still understood the meaning of Tiansheng's words.

"Don't think about it so much, hurry down and rescue him, or you'll probably die if you don't hurry up." Tiansheng looked at Houyi's state and said to Xiaoyu quickly.

"Don't worry, this guy won't die for a while, won't you also treat him? Why do you want me to do this kind of thing?"

While talking, Xiaoyu landed on Hou Yi's body.

After carefully looking at Hou Yi's situation, he looked at Tian Sheng with some dissatisfaction and said, "This guy is hopeless, he doesn't even have a soul, he must be dead."

People from these hundreds of clans who came to the Prophet's World hardly knew much about the prehistoric witch clan, let alone the current situation.

Looking at the soulless Hou Yi, Xiao Yu immediately thought that this guy was hopeless, even if it was Tian Sheng, he had no better way.

But when the two of them were thinking, they thought that Houyi could not be saved, but they suddenly coughed and opened their eyes slightly.

"This guy is not dead, you still want to hurry up and recover from his injuries. As for the matter of the soul, we will ask Master Time later." Tiansheng said.

They don't have that much time to study, but it's just that Houyi really doesn't look like the lost soul, so he can only heal according to the normal injury situation.

Standing on Hou Yi's chest, Xiao Yu looked at Hou Yi's face. The little guy pinched his waist and let out a slow breath, his face full of reluctance.

But there is really no way now, if he doesn't save him, Tiansheng doesn't look like he will do it. If this guy dies by then, wouldn't it be a matter for the prophet to find two people?

After thinking of this, Xiaoyu stretched out her two small hands, and a blue light suddenly radiated from her hands, and then fell directly into Houyi's chest.

(End of this chapter)