Barbarian Throne

Yi'er did not answer this question, but instead curved her eyes into two small crescents and said with a smile: "Excuse me, do you know where there is a shaman teacher who can heal soul damage?"

When this girl smiled, she was just like the person in the painting, so pure and innocent that Zhang Debiao's heart couldn't help but beat violently twice. He quickly dispelled the strange emotions in his heart and said: "I only know the Great Shaman Delaney, he His strength can cure mental damage, but it may not be able to cure soul damage."

The shamans of the grassland are a profession similar to the priests of the Central Plains. They are also called clergy. However, unlike the priests, they mainly treat the injured with their spiritual power and secondary with physical injuries. Shamans can also fight. Many great shamans served in the Wolf Riding Forbidden Army back then. They could cast magic such as bloodthirsty or soul rage on the army, making the army indestructible.

Shamans can also heal souls, but the level limit is extremely high. Only a shaman instructor of level 15 or above can do it. The great Draenei shaman of Jumang City is a shaman instructor of level 14 and does not yet have this ability. strength.

"Is that so..." Yi'er looked a little disappointed, her brows furrowed slightly. Her words, actions, and smiles seemed to be able to arouse other people's emotions, and she seemed to have a natural charm.

Zhang Debiao felt a throbbing feeling in his heart again. He quickly concentrated his mental strength, suppressed this emotion, and said with a smile: "What do you want to see the shaman teacher for?"

"One of my relatives is a soul. When he came to this strange desert just now, he was accidentally injured by the divine power here." Yi'er's face was gloomy, she looked at him pitifully, and begged: "Can you Can’t you take me to a shaman who can heal my soul?”

"Okay!" Zhang Debiao blurted out, only then did he regret it. He couldn't hide from the woman in front of him, so how could he agree without thinking?

"If this witch is not naturally charming, she must be practicing the fighting spirit of evil heretics in the Holy Book of Evil Spirits. She can charm other people's minds!"

When Yi'er heard that he agreed, she smiled happily and said, "What's your name?"

Zhang Debiao was secretly vigilant in his heart, and was about to report the name of Bai Dilans, but when the words came to his lips, he turned out to be: "My name is Debiao Manchui, and my nickname is Aman. I live in the Sunset Forest in southern Xinjiang. My family has a small income." , is still unmarried..."

Under her charm, Zhang Debiao talked more and more, almost shaking out all his old secrets. He hurriedly gathered his mental power and suddenly erupted in the form of a mental storm. His mind suddenly became clear, freed from the charm, his face turned pale, his forehead Big beads of sweat rolled down.

His mental power has reached the level of a tenth-level magician. After releasing the mental storm, the loss was very serious. Fortunately, in the past few days, with the help of the divine power in the desert lake of Shenyun, his mental power has become extremely tough.

Yi'er let out a light sigh, with a look of surprise in his eyes, and said with a smile: "Brother Aman, where should we go to find the shaman teacher?"

"Brother Aman?" Zhang Debiao looked strange and cursed: "Maybe your actual age can make you my grandma!"

Although he thought so, Barbarian did not dare to say it and said with a smile: "The Byzantine Royal Court is the largest tribe on the grassland, and there should be a shaman teacher there."

Zhang Debiao had only heard of the Wangting tribe and only knew the general direction but not the exact location. The two of them walked together, and Zhang Debiao made insinuations along the way. Although Yi'er was smart, she had just emerged from the abyss not long ago. She didn't know that people's hearts are sinister, and her words still revealed many secrets that Zhang Debiao wanted to know.

Yiel is a saint from the Evil Spirit Temple. She does not have the blood of the Abyss Demons. She is a baby girl picked up by the elders of the temple in the abyss. She must have been left behind by adventurers who went to the abyss for training, so she was able to be free. In and out of the abyss.

Because she did not have the blood of the Abyss Demons, she could not sense the specific location of the book thief, so the high priest of the temple, Musius, destroyed his body and used dark magic to attach his soul to the soul jade pendant around her neck.

The high priest Musius tracked the book thief all the way to the grassland. When he entered the Godfall Desert, the divine power itself had a natural restraint on the soul body, and was incompatible with dark magic. The high priest was immediately hit hard and hid in the soul jade pendant. Falling into a state of silence, the Saint of Yiel could not wake him up, and he lost track of the book thief again.

So she had to find a shaman who could heal the soul body and heal the high priest Musius, so that she could complete the task given to her by the Evil Spirit Temple.

Zhang Debiao secretly worried in his heart: "If the little demon girl knew that the book thief was standing in front of her, she would definitely kill me without hesitation. After the soul of the high priest Musius was healed, he would be able to find me immediately, and then the little demon girl would still Will kill me without hesitation..."

Everyone was dead, so Zhang Debiao decided to make up his mind. Since the witch didn't know the way around, he simply took her to the Sunset Forest in southern Xinjiang and found a giant dragon's lair. He asked the evil saint to get in and beat the dragon's teeth as a sacrifice.

There are several giant dragons in the Sunset Forest. Even though the Saint of Yiel is powerful, can she be more powerful than the giant dragons?

Thinking of this, Zhang Debiao suddenly stopped, took the tourmaline knife in his hand, and looked back.

Yi Aier asked curiously: "What's wrong?" Before she finished speaking, she already knew why Zhang Debiao stopped.

Behind them, five adventurers appeared in the desert, riding various magical beasts. One of the young men's mount was a black beast with black iron scales growing on its body. The scales hit each other as they walked. Sound.

The Wuzui Beast is a huge lizard-like king-level monster with short and thick limbs, dragging a tail more than two meters long, an extremely hard body, two sharp horns, a huge mouth, and three dense layers of The teeth are like rows of steel nails, sharp and cold.

These people were prairie barbarians. They were not very old, but they were not weak in strength. Zhang Debiao saw that all six of them were magister-level professionals. There was a sword fighter magister, and there was even a twenty-year-old man in the team. The female shaman arrives.

They obviously often go out for adventure and experience. When they saw Zhang Debiao and Yi Aier from a distance, they began to be on guard. The magister first cast a magic shield on himself, then silently recited the magic formula and prepared the magic in case of any eventuality. The shaman took out the totem pole, and the two sword fighters guarded the magister and the shaman. As for the young man riding the Wuzui beast, he rushed out of the team, came to a hundred meters in front of Zhang Debiao, and asked loudly: "Wuzui Sack? Bolsi?"

Yi'er was extremely curious and whispered: "What is he talking about?"

Zhang Debiao replied loudly, "Bolsi", turned to Yi Aier and smiled: "He spoke in Prairie dialect, Usak means enemy, and Bolsi means friend. He is asking us who we are." The enemy is a friend." In the past few days since arriving in the grassland, Zhang Debiao has been hanging out with Du Luo and others, and has become familiar with the language here.

When the young man heard this, he turned around and shouted a few words to his teammates. The four men then urged their mounts to come over slowly, but they still did not relax their vigilance.

"We are adventurers from the Byzantine Royal Court. We have just returned from the Godfall Desert. There is no harm!" The five of them came to Zhang Debiao and the other two. The young man jumped off the Wuzui Beast and was slightly stunned when he saw Yi Aier. It's hard to look away anymore.

The other four people also noticed Yi'er's appearance, their eyes widened, and even the female shaman looked obsessed.

"Yiel is naturally charming, it's true that both men and women kill each other!"

Zhang Debiao coughed heavily, and the five of them woke up, feeling unbelievable: "There is such a touching and stunning beauty in the world!" Then they looked at Zhang Aman, who was five tall and thick, with a sturdy face, and couldn't help but think that this was cow dung. emotion.