Sengu was also taken aback, but he suppressed his anger and went directly to Lan Xuegong and the others.

"let's go!"

Sengu's face was too ugly, which made Lan Xuegong and the others look at Sengu suspiciously.

Everyone finally came to Yuling City and left straight away. Did something happen?

"Elder, we just came, why did we leave?"

"They chose the Moqianji Dao and won't let us help!" After Sengu said this, he saw the huge wings of the thirteenth left.

"Refining the corpse? Where did this come from?"

Sengu didn't recognize the Wingblade Clan, after all, it was too long, if it weren't for the record of the Wingblade Clan in Hell Daoshan, no one would know.

"Elder, shall we leave?"

The thirteenth from the left didn't dare to move, so many people bowed down, and their wings radiated the power of blood.

"Go, Brother Zuo can't go!"

Mo Xi heard that these people were leaving, so he grabbed the thirteenth left hand on the spot.

"Yes, you are not allowed to go, the envoy, you are not allowed to go!"

These Feather Spirit Race people are going crazy, already knowing that Zuo Shishi has wings of the Wing Blade Race, and the future of the Feather Spirit Race has finally appeared.

"what happened?"

The thirteenth from the left still doesn't understand how to become a holy envoy. Does the feathered wings of the Wing Blade Clan still have a big secret to the Yuling Clan?

"You have already chosen Moqianji Dao, why don't we go?"

Sengu said coldly, he was about to lead Zuo Thirteen and others away.

"Elder, wait, I will go to see my father now. You must stay here, Mo Qianji Dao, it is not important!"

Mo Xi was very excited and still did not let go of the thirteenth left hand.

"Well, it's not good for men and women to teach or accept it!"

The thirteenth from the left was a little embarrassed, so many people watched, what is going on with this Mo Xi.

"Brother, please, follow me to Yuling City, you are the emissary, and you are our future!"

Mo Xi's eyes were red, and he must pull the thirteenth left into Yuling City.

"Elder, or else, let Left 13 stay alone, anyway, he is also dragging oil bottles!" Gui Sheng Geyin laughed.

However, the words of Gui Shengge made Wu Yuan and others nodded.

"No, if you want to go, it's also the people of the Demon Qianji Dao. Why should we go from the Corpse Dao Sect?"

The thirteenth from left didn't want to stay in Yuling City alone. If he really wanted to stay, nothing might happen.

After the thirteenth left, he left Mo Xi to hold it and blinked his innocent eyes at Elder Sengu, hoping that the elder could understand that he could not help himself.

At this moment, on the city wall, when Mo Qian was about to ask what happened to Feizhou, he saw his daughter, leading a man, flying over.

"Too shameful, Mo Xi!"

Mo Qian's face was ugly, and now at the time of life and death, Mo Xi was flying in the air with a little white face, so that everyone could see.

"That person is a disciple of Corpse Dao Sect, thirteenth from the left, a waste disciple."

"What? Spiritualist realm? Fortunately, without the help of Corpse Dao Sect, they don't take us seriously!"

The elders of the Yulingzu were angry again, how could a disciple of the spiritual master level protect the Yulingzu.

"Humph!"

Mo Qian was also angry, especially knowing that his daughter was pulling the disciples of the Corpse Dao Sect, and his heart was full of anger.

"Let go, come here, get Mo Xi up for me!"

The patriarch became angry, and the soldiers of the Yuling City on the wall also flew towards Mo Xi.

"Father, the emissary, he is the emissary!"

Mo Xi didn't care about the other things, holding the hand of the thirteenth left, he had to explain to his father.

"Presumptuous, what kind of envoy, let him out quickly!"

Mo Qian was angry, and a mysterious golden wing appeared behind him. On this wing, a huge edge burst out. In this sharp edge, one by one flying feathers rose against the sky, and the power of Lingzun shocked everyone in Yulingzu.

The patriarch broke out, and this was also telling the tribe that he, the patriarch, would definitely protect everyone.

The black gold feather wings come from the bloodline of the Wingblade clan, and Mo Qian's bloodline is indeed pure.

"Haha, thirteenth from the left, don't you go away, Yulingzu, you are not welcome to the Corpse Dao Sect!"

Wu Jue seized this opportunity, just wanting the thirteen left to get out.

"Yes, get out!" Zhao Jia and Feng Ke did the same.

"Miss, let this person leave Yuling City!"

Those elders were all talking like this, and even some elders had begun to spread out a pair of wings. Above this city wall, the divine light became more and more intense.

"Father, he can't go!"

"Brother Zuo, hurry up and spread your wings!"

Mo Xi's heart was beating, so excited, Yu Lingcheng was finally about to usher in a new opportunity.

"Ok!"

Although the thirteenth left did not understand, but seeing the ridicule of Wu Jue and others, he also got temper.

"boom!"

This time, the wings of the Wingblade tribe were aroused, and the thirteen on the left used aura, and the wings were even larger, and the wings that reached the sky bloomed with corpse energy. In this corpse qi, feather wings reversed.

Xiao Hei also rose into the air, standing on top of the wings, making a startling call.

Every feather wing turned black in an instant, and the black light blooming on the wing made the divine light manifest a series of black iron inscriptions.

In the wall of Yuling City, the lines of the feather wings faded in an instant.

The wings behind Mo Qian dimmed instantly, and the wings were shrinking.

Mo Qian is the Spiritual Venerable, but under the power of the thirteenth left, his body is slowly getting shorter.

"Black iron feather wings still exist?"

Those elders are going crazy too, the thirteenth left actually has the black iron feather wings of the wingblade clan, how is this possible?

"The envoy, he is the envoy!"

Mo Xi grabbed the left thirteen's hand and raised it violently. Mo Xi, the daughter of the Feather Spirit Race, was by the side of Zuo XIII, making everyone look up.

The people of the Yuling tribe have seen it, and they all saw the huge black iron feather wings in the sky.

"miracle!"

The feather spirit clan is inherited from the wing blade clan, and the source of divine power comes from the feather wings. It's a pity that after so many years of inheritance, the feather spirit tribe only got profound gold wings.

Xuanjin, Black Iron, Xuanwu, Tongming, etc., these are all levels of the wings of the Wingblade clan.

Wingblade tribe is a protoss, with strict hierarchy, the supernatural power possessed by feather wings is also a status symbol.

When the Feather Spirit Clan saw the Black Iron Feather Wings, they finally understood that Mo Xi was right. The thirteenth from the left was the Holy Envoy. As long as he could get a drop of blood from the Black Iron Feather Wing, it might open up a higher inheritance of the Feather Spirit Clan. The spirit race was finally able to rise up and continue to practice.

"Holy Envoy!"

This time, not only the Yu Spirit Race, but the elders also knelt down.

Above the city wall, there was a solemn, looking up gaze, converging, all looking to the left thirteen.

Above the void, wings cover the sky!

God light comes out, all beings surrender!

From the back of the thirteenth left, Lan Xuegong and the others were stunned.

Elder Sengu finally realized that the thirteenth from the left had wings of the Wingblade clan.

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