Chapter five hundred and eighty-ninth, I hope that the prophet will answer
Master Yutang is like those mortals in mortal legends who were drained of their essence by monsters.
The whole person shriveled up and turned into a mummy.
The origin begins to collapse.
The cold air invades Lingtai Zifu.
The spiritual consciousness communicated with Yuanying to drive away the cold, but found that the connection with Yuanying seemed to have been cut off by some force, and all the body's functions seemed to be disordered.
The cold and cold air suddenly caused his spiritual body to collapse.
Master Yutang and Lin Xi had just started fighting. They just used their spiritual power to aggravate the collapse, and then it became like this.
Although Lin Xi used the White Bone Umbrella to fight with other Fengling Sect monks.
However, they were afraid of the White Bone Umbrella that exuded the aura of Oni Abyss, so they were very cautious in dealing with it and only dared to use magic weapons to fight against it. Therefore, Lin Xi did not feel that the White Bone Umbrella was unique.
It is roughly equivalent to the appearance of a high-level magic weapon.
But Lin Xi ignored one thing.
This bone umbrella is a naturally occurring rare treasure, not artificially refined. It generates forbidden textures on its own, and naturally has abilities that ordinary treasures do not have.
Lin Xi took advantage of the moment when Master Yutang was absent-minded and used a bone umbrella to launch a sneak attack.
The Bone Umbrella truly broke the opponent's protective energy and hit the opponent's body.
Then the cold power in the natural white bone umbrella was poured into the body of the real person Yutang.
"What kind of magic is this? What have you done to me!" Master Yutang's voice was hoarse at this moment, as if a ghost in the abyss was screaming.
His body no longer looked like a monk at this moment, it was extremely fragile.
It seems like it will fall apart if touched casually.
Lin Xi stared at the bone umbrella in her hand and frowned: "I really don't know that."
Master Yutang's body was trembling, as if he was angry and unwilling, but he was too weak to speak.
A monk at the peak of Nascent Soul.
After being attacked by the Bone Umbrella, he turned into this.
It's simply outrageous.
"You are so despicable, using such an evil thing to... attack..." Master Yutang's eyes were full of resentment.
But then cracks began to appear on his body, and then it shattered like a clay sculpture, turned into dust on the ground, and completely dissipated between heaven and earth.
Even the soul was eroded and disappeared completely, leaving no trace.
Just die.
Lin Xi couldn't help but feel terrified.
He stared intently at the bone umbrella in his hand.
The Bone Umbrella lay quietly in his hand, without any movement, and its spirituality was even weaker than ordinary magic weapons, and there was no independent will at all.
Lin Xi didn't know if the internal restriction was caused by her own mind, but it looked weird.
When he forcibly took away the Bone Umbrella, he didn't think too much.
I just don’t think it’s a pity for this rare treasure.
And if you stay where you are, you might even hurt the members of the Nightwolf clan.
So I used it directly.
I didn't expect to see such a weird treasure.
Once the cold and cold air enters the body, even the Yuanying monks cannot resist it, and it turns into dust on the ground in just a few breaths.
"But in the fight just now, although my performance was good, it was not so bad." Lin Xi couldn't help but fall into deep thought.
Unless the power contained in the Bone Umbrella can only have unimaginable destructive power on living beings.
That should be it.
"If used properly, this can be a big killer."
"But you must use it with caution."
"If the treasure backfires, I'm afraid I will end up like this."
Lin Xi was secretly wary.
He carefully put away the bone umbrella and left.
Flying back to the place where Xiao Nian and Zhuo Ye were placed, Xiao Nian breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Lin Xi was fine: "Master Prophet, where have you been?"
"Someone from Fenglei Sect came back just now, and I went to check it out."
"Who is it?" Xiao Nian was curious.
"Master Yutang."
Zhuo Ye and Xiao Nian were shocked.
Master Yutang is the supreme elder of Fenglei Sect, and his strength is unfathomable.
Xiao Nian was a little uneasy: "Master Prophet, are you not injured?"
"Of course not." Lin Xi smiled.
"What about Master Yutang?"
"He? He's dead."
Xiao Nian blinked: "Were you killed?"
Lin Xi couldn't help but smile: "Who else would it be?"
"Master Prophet, you are so awesome!!" Xiao Nian was filled with joy: "That old man is so disgusting, it would be a good death for him!"
Lin Xi smiled and led the two of them quickly back to the Yelang clan tribe.
All the tribesmen were waiting anxiously.
Because they saw the hazy fairy light in the distance and the fairy mountain flashing with thunder and lightning, they suddenly stepped on it, and the thunder and lightning dissipated, and peace returned.
Such unusualness is doomed to not be simple.
The sudden change made the entire barbarian tribe in Cangyu Mountain very uneasy.
Not to mention the Night Wolf clan, which already harbors hidden concerns.
But when Lin Xi returned safely, everyone fell into great joy.
"Master Patriarch!" Someone saw Zhuo Ye and shouted excitedly.
All the soldiers rushed forward excitedly.
Zhuo Ye is not only the leader of the clan, he is also the most powerful warrior, the leader of the hunting team, and the eternal leader in the hearts of other warriors.
So as long as Zhuo Ye is fine, the Yelang clan will never fall.
"Everyone, I'm back." Zhuo Ye said in a deep voice.
All the tribesmen were extremely excited.
Hope gained after despair is precious.
Now they feel surrounded by great happiness.
"I should still be considered the patriarch of the Yelang clan, right?" Zhuo Ye said suddenly.
Everyone is confused about this issue.
But they still responded one after another.
"Of course, you will always be our clan leader."
"If it weren't for you, the patriarch, we would have been killed long ago."
"It was the patriarch who endured the humiliation and endured the heavy burden to protect us."
Zhuo Ye's eyes showed some emotion, then he looked serious and said in a deep voice: "Well, please listen to my order and offer your loyalty to the Prophet."
After saying that, he turned around and knelt down directly towards Lin Xi, not on one knee, but on both knees.
This represents complete surrender.
When everyone in the Yelang clan saw this, they also knelt down one after another. There was no resistance in their hearts, and their eyes were filled with the light of admiration.
It was like a divine soldier descending from heaven to save them from the fire and water. The prophet deserves to be treated like this.
Lin Xi was stunned, wondering whether to laugh or cry: "What are you doing?"
"You saved our entire clan. Without you, the Yelang clan would have been completely destroyed." Zhuo Ye said respectfully: "From now on, I hope you can lead our clan forward."
To them, Lin Xi was no longer just a prophet.
Originally, he and the clan leader were on an equal footing.
But now Lin Xi is probably supreme.
"This...I won't stay here forever." Lin Xi hesitated and shook his head.
Zhuo Ye said without hesitation: "I know that the small Cangyu Mountain will definitely not be able to keep the Prophet. I just hope that our Yelang clan can become a place where the Prophet occasionally rests. I am already satisfied. I hope that the Prophet will agree."