Chapter 131: The Prophet
Fell on a mountain.
Look down.
This tribe in front of you, in a circular layout.
In the center of the tribe is a pillar that resembles a totem.
Around the pillar, dozens of teenagers sat cross-legged.
It looks like it's supposed to be cultivating there.
The land of the cloud barren is not very fertile, but there are many birds and animals.
So it's a safari country.
They are in the company of fierce beasts all year round, so their physique is quite strong.
One by one, they are all above 1.8 meters tall, that is, none of those teenagers are less than 1.7 meters tall.
It will inevitably cause unnecessary trouble.
Qin Yu did not enter directly.
Rather, they stopped outside the tribe.
As before, Qin Yu wrapped his head in pieces of cloth.
There was nothing wrong with the eyes, the problem was with the pair of horns.
It may not cause panic, but it's not always refreshing to be pointed at.
Took a turn around the outside of the tribe.
I just wanted to find someone to ask about ancient artifacts.
In the distance, a girl's scream resounded in the sky.
"Oh no, the Cloud Wilderness Iron Rider, the Cloud Wilderness Iron Rider is here, everyone...... Hide, everybody!"
"Cloud Desolate Iron Horse?" Qin Yu was a little foggy.
But soon he knew what he was doing.
I saw that under the horizon, the black pressure was like billowing black smoke, and a group of cavalry appeared.
The cavalrymen were heavily armed and dressed in black armor, and even the horses under them were made of black iron.
Maybe dozens, maybe hundreds.
But when they approached, Qin Yu found that it was actually a thousand people.
"Oh!oh!oh!"
A howl like a savage, from far to near.
Although their faces were covered by black helmets, Qin Yu seemed to be able to associate their faces at the moment.
There is bloodthirstiness, there is madness, and there is arrogance.
Because at this time, a trace of negative energy was floating from their bodies to Qin Yu, entering Qin Yu's body between Qin Yu's breaths and turning into his strength.
"Boom"
It is not an exaggeration to say that ten thousand horses are galloping.
It may be that these horses felt the terrifying strength of Qin Yu's body.
Well, animals are far more sensitive than humans.
Whenever the horses passing by Qin Yu's side will take the initiative to bypass Qin Yu.
The iron horsemen of thousands of people soon surrounded the tribe in front of them.
Qin Yu was a little puzzled, what was this for?
And at this time.
Qin Yu as a fish that slipped through the net.
An iron rider came up to him.
"You...... Let me in!"
It seems that he thinks of himself as a member of this tribe.
You can kill them on the spot, but to see what is going on.
Qin Yu strode towards the tribe.
Stand aside.
Qin Yu found that the teenagers who were still cultivating before were in tension with these iron horses at this time.
Through his divine sense, Qin Yu found that the hearts of these teenagers were beating violently, and they were afraid.
What is it that gives them the courage to challenge these riders?
Maybe it's the old and weak women and children behind them.
It was only five or six minutes from the girl's exclamation before to the iron horse's encirclement of the tribe.
So the people of the tribe simply did not have time to escape.
In a short time, the entire tribe was already surrounded in the center of the tribe.
And at this time.
One of the Iron Riders was the one who distinguished himself from the others, wearing a scarlet cloak behind him.
"Crunch, squeak" came to these people with the sound of footsteps that seemed to be intertwined with Jinge.
His voice was deep and terrifying, causing the tribesmen who saw him to retreat.
Of course, this man does not get angry, because nothing makes him feel more pleasant than someone else seeing that he is afraid.
Some slowly took off the leather gloves on their hands.
I pinched my wrist, accompanied by the crunch sound of "rattling" bones.
He said: "Surrender, or not!"
Before he finished speaking, the man raised his head and shouted to the sky: "You come out, or you don't come out, I'm impatient, I count dozens of numbers, if you don't come out, your people will bury you!"
Muslims.
There has never been a humiliation, but there has never been a helplessness.
"You robbers, bandits!"
A teenager seems to be unable to stand the humiliation of being bullied.
He shouted and raised his fist and rushed at the caped man.
Looked at.
Qin Yu shook his head, because this was undoubtedly hitting the stone with an egg.
This young man doesn't even have a foundation, but the man in the cloak is already a real person in the early stage of the Yuan Infant, not to mention the injury, whether he can meet it or not is a question.
Sure enough, the boy hadn't touched the man in the cloak yet, and the man had already flown upside down.
With a "bang", it slammed heavily on the totem located in the center of the tribe.
"Almighty Mu Shangtian, please save the Mu clan!"
Some old men faced the totem and began to beg for help from the fairy spirits who guarded the Mu clan.
However, are there really immortals in this world?
Qin Yu had also prayed to gods and immortals before, but he never succeeded, and instead fell to the lower level.
If you don't rely on your own efforts, be diligent, just want to get something for nothing, and want to rely on the help of illusory gods, then you don't want to succeed in your life.
"Raise the knife".
Because it didn't get a response, the man in the cloak was ruthless enough.
With a wave of his hand, he motioned for the thousands of horsemen to raise their broadswords.
Looks like it's going on a killing spree.
"Stop!"
Finally, I couldn't bear it anymore, and the person the man in the cloak was looking for appeared.
A man wrapped in cloth stepped out of a small tent.
Looking at her walking pace, Qin Yu guessed that it should be a woman.
"Prophet, are you finally willing to come out?"
After the man in the cloak saw the man, he let out a long howl.
Prophet, an extremely mysterious profession in the Cloud Desolation cultivation system.
It is said that he can look forward to the world for 100 years, and look back on the world for 100 years, which means that the prophet can see the past and predict the future.
Of course, this value is not fixed, and as the prophet becomes stronger, the value of this prediction can be further increased, perhaps two hundred years, three hundred years, or even a thousand years, or ten thousand years.
But because prophets are so rare.
How rare is it, there has been such a thing in front of me for millions of years.
If you don't get it quickly and be discovered by others, it will be a great loss to the Iron Clan.
Iron Cavalry, this brave and warlike black army, without it, is one of the thirteen clans, the intimidating sword of the Iron Clan.
Just when Qin Yu was wondering what a prophet was.
The woman who was called a prophet swept her surroundings with burning eyes.
Then put your hands to your mouth to create a amplified effect.
She shouted to the iron horseman, under the entire cloud sky: "I know that you are here, why you have not come out yet!"
Xu forgot what she said, she paused and said, "I can see the past and predict the future, don't you want it?"
“...... Adversary!"
Now, Qin Yu finally knows what a prophet is.
It's fun to be able to predict the future.