Chapter 592: Qin Clan Prophet
Looking at Mo Xian, the corners of Gu Tiantong's mouth twitched slightly, Mo Xian at this time was not the same as before, and it seemed that his strength had increased greatly in a short period of time.
How could Gu Tian Tongxin Dao, the effect of Zhen Lingsan no one can understand, coupled with the strength of Mo Xian, it is even more incurable, but the Mo Immortal in front of him is clearly the strength of a war madman.
Gu Tian Channel: "Hehe, Mo Xu, after many years of spiritual cultivation, he has mastered the method of unsealing the spirit of this town. ”
Mo Xian looked at Gu Tiantong expressionlessly, in his heart, it should be decades of hatred, Gu Tiantong and others deprived him of decades of spiritual cultivation, in this period of being suppressed spiritually, his spiritual cultivation did not have a trace of effect, and his strength stayed at the sixth star of the war immortal, if it weren't for the seventh-rank Zhansa, he would probably have been chased and killed by the Poison Sect.
But at this moment, the hatred in Mo Xian's heart did not necessarily occupy everything, he was luckier than Gu Tiantong, he met Yun Yu, this young man who unsealed him, his own disciple, it was Yun Yu who made him see the sunniest and darkest sides of the spiritual realm, he was relieved, he could give up that hatred, but he could not tolerate anyone hurting Yun Yu.
Mo Xian said lightly: "Gu Tiantong, are you sure you want to try it with me?"
Zhong Huai said: "You don't deserve it!
After that, Zhong Huai rushed forward, Gu Tiantong did not stop him, his heart was very complicated, for this kind of scheming and not broad person, at this moment he was more concerned about how Mo Xian would unblock.
When Zhong Huai got close to Mo Xian, he had already arrived at the wrong place, and the natural aura was definitely too much stronger than himself, he couldn't figure it out, but he had to send it when he was ready to fly.
Mo Xian pushed his palm forward with his bare hand, and a powerful Zhan Sa aura brewed and palmed in a moment, and rushed out of his body like a flood beast, forming a huge visible force.
The moment Zhong Huai was hit, he shot backwards violently. Blood spurted out of his mouth, staining his vision red.
"Mo Xu, you ...... You're not a war immortal!" But it was too late, and he realized that he wouldn't be so strong.
Mo Xian raised his head, looked down at Zhong Huai, and said, "The old man is a war maniac!" After that, Jing was as sensitive and swift as a rabbit after the explosion after the virgin, and another palm was added to Zhong Huai's chest, and the latter was instantly planted like a stake, like a leaf floating in space. until they fall in the yellow sand.
The wind is surging, and the power brought up by this palm is not explained by the word war madness, the power that has been precipitated for nearly forty years is like being born out of thin air, and it seems to have been accumulated for thousands of years.
Yun Yu narrowed his eyes slightly. Prevent yellow sand from blowing into the eyes, in a dim space. He smiled. I thought of Peacock Lake, Mo Xian was still in front of me at that time, and today, the teacher has finally recovered......
Gu Tiantong confirmed that Zhong Huai was not dead, but the meridians were definitely seriously injured. Mo Xian's two attacks with his bare hands injured a high-end powerhouse of the War Immortal in this way, which shows that his words are true, he is indeed a war maniac.
In the past, when Jianchen and the Nine Heavens Xuanbing Jiaolong joined forces, the five elders of Oga and the student representatives were unbreakable. It can be seen that the strength of the two war madnesses, Gu Tiantong hesitated.
Although Gu Tiantong planned to use the power of the Divine Soul Fury to fight against Yun Yu and Mo Xian, he understood that the time had not yet come, the doom attribute aura had already arrived, and once the devouring was successful, the promotion Venerable was expected, and there was no need to take risks again.
Gu Tiantong and Luo Ying made a look, the latter immediately understood, and rushed to the ground as soon as possible, even Yun Yu didn't react, only to see a green shadow float by, and Zhong Huai disappeared into the yellow sand.
Zhan Yi looked left and right, and found that Gu Tiantong and Luo Ying were no longer there, Fang Zhi was exposed here, and secretly scolded Gu Tiantong for not being righteous, if it weren't for himself, I'm afraid even Ye Haitian would not have handed over the royal family so easily, this old man really only protects the people of the Poison Sect.
But thinking about it for a moment, Yun Yu had already flown in front of him, and a powerful blow hit just on his shoulder, instantly the fiery red clothes and Yin Hong's blood were mixed together, Zhan Yi stared at Yun Yu with both eyes, and saw the end of his life.
Yun Yu naturally wouldn't give him a chance to fight hard for this dying blow, he suddenly raised his foot and kicked it in his chest, turning over and jumping up, and at the same time, the shamanic qi of different colors on the left and right sides of his body floated in the space.
"Immortal Doctor Fury!"
The qi of Shuangsa was turbid and black to form a huge aura energy body, and Zhan Yi finally raised the dragon chant to strike with all his strength, but it was pale and powerless in front of the immortal doctor's anger, and it was not even enough to be devoured by it......
Seeing that Zhan Yi was almost smashed, none of the few people present felt pity, almost all of them knew Yun Yu's earliest grievances with the Fire Sect, and they continued to chase and kill in persecution, Yun Yu escaped from the death line again and again, and his father also died tragically in the Fire Sect, this kind of blood feud is not enough to calm down, although Zhan Yi died, it is not a pity to die.
For this kind of field battlefield, there is naturally nothing worth cleaning up, whether it is dead bodies or blood stains, they will be buried by the yellow sand within a few hours, and they will never be able to turn over.
Looking at Xiang Tianzhen and Wen Renkang, Xiang Tianzhen didn't have anything, but it was a prostration, and Wen Renkang's injuries looked not inferior to Zhong Huai, and after taking a moment of pills, several people quickly returned to the Qin clan.
There are only three great warriors left in the Qin clan, but fortunately, Gu Tiantong and others left, and it was calm at this time, and many clansmen were still sad about this suffering, and there were also family members of the warriors, who were funeral in the way of the Qin clan.
Yun Yu naturally had no idleness, and after simply treating Xiang Tianzhen, he began to recuperate for Wen Renkang.
Taru's death is the biggest thing for the Qin clan this time, and along with this bad news, the aura in the Fuye statue was stolen, and there are not a few people who have coveted the aura of the doom attribute in the past hundred years, but this is the first time that it has really been stolen, and the Qin clan has never had a blow.
Tang Xiaomao has woken up, but a series of major events have happened in the Qin clan, which has made Dergan dizzy, and he has no time to reprimand him and Xiuyu for trespassing on the forbidden land, and Xiuyu is also heartbroken because of his grandfather's death, and Delgan is even more difficult to say anything.
In the next two days, the Qin people were immersed in grief, the whole tribe was hardly alive, the desert was clear again, the sun was warm, but the people's hearts were extremely gloomy.
For Yun Yu, the two days of recuperation were not in vain, Wen Renkang had woken up, and the recovery may not be completed in ten or twenty days, but at least there was no damage to the meridians, after all, if the meridians were not healed as soon as possible. It is likely to lead to the consequence of not being able to cultivate spiritually.
Yun Yu walked to Tharu's tomb and bowed deeply, for him, Taru was a loving elder who had a strange temper but was kind at heart.
Xiuyu knelt in front of the tomb for two days in a row and cried bitterly, Atuya kept persuading not to be too sad, of course, this kind of persuasion is basically useless, Tang Xiaomao is also guarding beside her. Yun Yu didn't say anything, just patted Tang Xiaomao lightly on the shoulder to express comfort.
At the moment when Yunyu touched Tang Xiaomao, he found that there was an incredible power in his body, and it was strange that the power was strong and powerful, Tang Xiaomao was not a spiritual cultivator. But why is there such power?
Yun Yu felt that this power was familiar, but he couldn't remember it for a while. Until Atuya signaled to leave first. Let Xiuyu stay quietly for a while, Yunyu is still recalling that power.
For the Qin people, the status of the great leader and prophet is undoubted, and the tribe cannot be without a leader for a day, nor can it be without a prophet for a day, for the Qin people. They could not do without a prophet, because the prophet was the messenger of the gods, and now that the gods were robbed by the wicked at night, they had to choose a prophet to sense the will of the gods. And pass it on to the clansmen, in fact, it is to pass on the aura in the statue of the gods to the clansmen, as for the gods, it is faith.
Now, one of the most important problems for Delgan is that the aura of the gods has been taken away by the ancient heavens, and it is no longer possible to have a prophet to be born.
The Qin prophet, the first sensitor of the Fuye Heavenly God, must first ingest the aura in the idol before it can be passed on to others again, and the succession ceremony of each prophet is to personally ingest the aura in the idol as the first contact of the aura of the doom attribute, and there is no aura in the idol to ingest, so it is impossible to create a prophet.
Dergan was no longer as arrogant as before, and he took the initiative to invite Mo Xian, Yun Yu, Mei Die, and Shui Yan to discuss with the warriors about the prophet's recommendation.
Dergan said: "Mo Xu, you have been in the Qin clan for a long time, and you know better about my current difficulties, how this prophet should be promoted, I am really confused." ”
Mo Xian shook his head slightly, looking a little embarrassed, after all, he understood the succession ceremony of the prophet, and without the statue of Fuye, it was indeed difficult to carry out.
Mo Xian said: "After Mr. Taru became a prophet, is there anyone who directly accepts the aura in the Fuye Statue?"
Dergan shook his head and said, "How is that possible, my tribe is a forbidden area in the south, and no one dares to enter except for the spirit thieves on weekdays, and those spirit thieves are also killed or driven away by us." ”
Mei Die has been standing behind Yun Yu, without saying a word, she has become accustomed to being the woman behind Yun Yu, and has long ceased to be the sect master, Yun Yu turned his head to look at her, pinning his hopes on her mind, but Mei Die smiled and shook her head, she really didn't want to think about things other than Yun Yu anymore.
Shui Yan said: "Then how to calculate Gu Tiantong this time?"
Dergan said angrily: "What do you mean? Could it be that my Qin clan wants Gu Tiantong to be a prophet?"
Yun Yu suddenly smiled slightly, stood up and said, "Big Leader, don't be angry, Shui Yan's words make sense!"
Del Gan is so angry, and I came to humiliate my Qin clan's weak defense with you?
"Yunyu, what do you mean?"
Yun Yu smiled and said, "Great Chief, I heard that Xiuyu once took Tang Xiaomao to the Fuye Statue!"
Delgan was stunned for a moment, that's right, they carried everyone into the forbidden land, if Tang Xiaomao ingested the aura, it must not be through Taru, but the first-hand aura, and now the key is whether Tang Xiaomao is a spiritual receptacle.
Yun Yu almost had a conclusion in his heart, the familiar power in Tang Xiaomao's body seemed familiar, and it was the same as the power in Taru's body, it was all a doom attribute aura.
The group walked to Taru's tomb, Tang Xiaomao was still accompanying Xiuyu, and after Delgan asked, Tang Xiaomao admitted that he had indeed seen the gray aura, but he fainted the moment he touched it.
Dergan touched Tang Xiaomao's wrist vein, and couldn't help but show a hint of surprise, that's right, it's Erling.
Delgan really doesn't want Tang Xiaomao to be a prophet, whether it is in terms of identity or strength, Tang Xiaomao undoubtedly does not have this qualification, in terms of identity, he is just Yunyu's subordinate, in terms of strength, this guy has no spiritual cultivation, but the status quo is like this, it is really helpless.
"Ahem...... Tang Xiaomao, let me ask you, if ......" Dergan was obviously embarrassed to continue, in his capacity, he sincerely invited a little hairy child to be the prophet of the tribe, he really couldn't open his mouth.
At this time, Atuya stepped forward and said, "Tang Xiaomao, my father wants you to be the prophet of the Qin tribe, are you willing?"
Tang Xiaomao was completely stunned, this news is too, he is just a country boy, and he can't even fight, how dare he think of being a tribal prophet......
Xiuyu also raised her head to show a puzzled look, her white and tender face and eyes were already red and swollen from crying, but she couldn't hide the deep joy at all.
Grandpa is a prophet and her pride, and now that Tang Xiaomao is the person she loves, she naturally feels that this is a good thing.
Tang Xiaomao was so nervous that he didn't say a word, and looked directly at Xiuyu, Tang Xiaomao was an honest child, and after coming to the Qin clan, Xiuyu was also in charge.
Xiuyu smiled and nodded at him.
Everyone was waiting for Tang Xiaomao's answer, and several people looked at him quietly.
Tang Xiaomao said an answer that surprised everyone, he blushed, lowered his head slightly, and said, "I...... I don't want to ......" (To be continued......)