Fantasy: The First Zombie of The Ages

The thirteenth from left saw what happened in the past, and also saw the woman just now, who had died 600 years ago. It's just that obsession is on top of the bones, psychic world.

When Zuo Thirteen opened her eyes, the grandmother of the divine master bowed to Zuo Thirteen.

"Holy Envoy, please!"

The blood of the Black Iron Feather Wing is too important to the Feather Spirit Race.

"I can promise!"

The thirteenth left did not refuse this time, just a drop of blood, able to help the Yu Spirit Race. Perhaps in the dark, this is the reason the left thirteen refining black iron wings.

"Thank you, this sachet, please stay!"

As soon as the bones raised his hand, a purple sachet came out of thin air.

The thirteenth from the left was taken aback. This sachet is too primitive and very thoughtful. Especially the red rope above will be broken. Under the pupil of the word soldier, it was impossible to penetrate the sachet.

"Holy envoy, this sachet has been here for a long time, and it is for you!"

"In this disaster of the Yu Ling tribe, I hope the Holy Envoy can help!"

When the white bone finished speaking, he raised his finger and pointed to it.

"I will!"

"But what about them?"

The thirteen from the left turned his head to see Sengu and others, but when he turned his head, the thirteen from the left came to the top of the tower.

Above the void, the statue of the Wingblade Clan, the cold wind and the laws of space all around made Zuo Shisan stunned.

"Is this out?"

This psychic art has no combat power, but it is also amazing.

"Forget it, I have received the sachet. Is this this sachet?"

Left Thirteen looked down at the sachet, and the sachet was indeed in his hand. The thirteenth from the left put away the sachet, and then summoned the black iron wings and stained the statue with the blood inside.

A drop of blood, the pupil of the statue suddenly burst into colorful light. With this ray of light, the blood veins in the feather clan produced a certain kind of divine power.

Colorful light illuminates Yuling City from above.

"The divine light has come, thank the emissary!"

Mo Qian and the others have already bowed down in heaven and earth, and in their blood, some kind of inheritance has been obtained. Each Yulingzu has a special power.

The thirteenth from the left was standing on the top of the tower, and the thirteenth from the left was also stunned at this time, because in the top of the tower, under the colorful light of the statue, a pair of phantoms of wings rose to the sky.

"Three hundred mysterious golden wings?"

The thirteen pupils on the left shrank, and under the summon of his own black iron feather wings, the three hundred mysterious golden feather wings that remained in the statue and suppressed the luck of the Yuling clan, all manifested in the world.

"I can control it?"

What was even more shocking to Zuo Thirteen, these mysterious golden wings seemed to have a connection with Zuo Thirteen. Under the blessing of black iron feather wings, it seemed as if three hundred soldiers appeared.

Not only that, with the help of the Wingblade Clan statue, the black iron feather wing on the left thirteenth seems to also inspire some kind of divine power. The power of feather wings is even more mysterious.

The thirteen on the left has no time to understand the black iron wings, but he looks at the top of the tower, overlooks everything, and looks at Shenjiang in the distance.

"what?"

That kind of evil spirit, Zuo Thirteen felt it again. And this time, the thirteenth from the left actually saw a person.

That was a handsome middle-aged man. This middle-aged man, with his hands on his back, seemed to be standing somewhere in Shenjiang, and he was looking up here.

"Who is this?"

Just as the left thirteen was about to see clearly, the middle-aged man suddenly smiled at the left thirteen. And just after this smile, a larger feather wing appeared in the eyes of the left thirteenth.

"Oh my God!"

Left 13 rubbed his eyes, but immediately, all the scenes disappeared.

"What did I see? The future?"

Those two feather wings were bigger than the black iron wings, and the wings on the upper wings and the light blooming, the thirteenth left felt panic.

No one can resist the light of extinction.

Especially the middle-aged man, he really missed the thirteenth from the left. The thirteenth from the left seemed to see another self.

"No, what is going on?"

The eyes of the left thirteen were a little blurred, and this strange feeling disappeared again. At this moment, the left thirteen reappeared at the bottom of the tower.

Just now, Lan Xuegong and others were all there.

"It's incredible! Live a thousand years!"

Gui Shengge seemed to meet the priest, and there was a trace of worship in his eyes.

"And still so young!" Long Zhan couldn't help but said, and was a little excited.

"He sees my future!"

Wu Yuan took a deep breath. The conversation with the priest in the room just now benefited Wu Yuan a lot.

And Wu Yuan also understood that a great battle was about to begin, and people like Wu Yuan would grow up in this great battle.

"Elder, what's wrong with you?"

At this moment, Zuo Thirteen found that Sengu was disappointed.

Sengu was indeed disappointed. Following the order of the Sect Master, he hoped to get the God Bone Cup, but was told just now that the God Bone Cup was lost 600 years ago.

The **** bone cup is made from the bones of the gods. Owning the God Bone Cup will change the divinity of all souls. The Corpse Dao Sect wanted to get the Divine Bone Cup, and wanted to get the relic of Jiuli in the Jiugong Mountain.

The gods, of course, have to use the **** bones to find them. This is a very crucial matter for the corpse Taoist school.

"Have you all seen the master? The future belongs to you!"

Sengu didn't want to say anything, disappointed but disappointed, but the matter of the Corpse Xiaozong must be resolved.

But when Sengu asked Lan Xuegong, Lan Xuegong kept staring at the thirteenth from the left.

Since Lan Xuegong came out of the tower, he didn't speak, but between his eyebrows, there was a trace of doubt, but he stared at the thirteenth left.

"Why do you see me?"

The thirteenth from the left was also very puzzled. He didn't expect the spiritual master to differentiate different spiritual thoughts at the same time, leading Lan Xuegong and others.

"Are you the same person as me?"

The sound transmission of Lan Xuegong came out from the bottom of the left thirteenth heart.

"what did you say?"

The thirteen pupils on the left shrank, and the priest actually told Lan Xuegong about such a thing, what did it mean.

Lan Xuegong's eyes became brighter and brighter. The former indifference seemed to disappear. For the first time, Lan Xuegong showed interest and great interest in the thirteenth left.

The gaze of Lan Xuegong was so hot for the first time, which surprised Gui Shengge and the others.

Especially Gui Shengge, how long have he been fond of Lanxue Palace, and when he saw the current state of Lanxue Palace, he was jealous on the spot.

"Thirteenth from the left, you will be by my side from now on!"

Lan Xuegong is not nonsense. If you want to understand the thirteenth from the left, naturally you have to keep the thirteenth from the left.

"Isn't it?"

The 13th left was stunned again, but Lan Xuegong couldn't allow the 13th left to refuse, and stood directly next to the 13th left.

Everyone had just walked out of the White Bone Tower, and Mo Qian and the others had already bowed down and waited for them. These people were all looking at Zuo Thirteen.

"Welcome, Holy Envoy, thank you Holy Envoy!"

The auras on these people are all different, and those who stay in Yuling City seem to be reborn.

"Patriarch Mo, your realm has improved?"

Sengu was also taken aback, and Mo Qian's realm actually caught up with Sengu.

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