In the depths of the Yuling clan, there is a special building, that is where the clan is located, the clan's white bone gods spirit tower. Every generation of people of the bloodline of the feather spirit tribe must open the **** feather in this **** spirit tower.

In each generation, the woman who unlocked the psychic feather is the saint of the Yuling clan, and will also be the psychic **** of the Yuling clan in the future.

Mo Xi's grandma is the saint of the previous generation.

The last generation of psychic saints lived for 1246 years. With a thousand years of life, they are all at the level of the spirit school, but the psychic saint of the Yuling clan is not a spirit school, and even said that she does not practice cultivation techniques.

The last generation of saints, named Yuan.

From then on, there was no woman in the Yu Ling Clan who had activated the psychic feathers, even Mo Xi had never activated it.

The white pagoda pierced the sky, and Yuling City was originally a city in the sky. This pierced sky tower was too high, like a sharp sword, inserted into the sky.

There is a special statue on the top of the tower, that is the last wingblade tribe.

The thirteenth left and the others all came to this white tower, and Mo Xi's grandmother actually wanted to see people like Corpse Dao Sect.

Elder Sengu is also quite solemn, a man who has lived for a thousand years, and possesses spiritual magic, able to see the future, the end of the Tao, and the origin of man.

"Brother Zuo, this is where grandma retreats. Grandma can't get off the tower anymore, sorry!" Mo Xi looked at Zuo XIII expectantly, very cute.

Mo Qian and others all retreated outside the tower, without the permission of the priest, no one could enter.

Left thirteen nodded, then looked back at Sengu.

Sengu also nodded at the same time, leading everyone to the White Tower.

As soon as he walked into the White Tower, the white bones under everyone's feet were lifted. A divine power blessed everyone, so that everyone was bathed in divine light.

"This is to catch the light, feel it!"

Sengu reminded everyone that this white bone pagoda was built using the bones of the spirit race in the border of the gods. In the past, this Yuling City was actually used to attract the Spirit Race and was replaced by the Wing Blade Race.

As long as you accept the light of the divine light, you will make your mind pure and enlighten you faster.

Lan Xuegong had closed her beautiful eyes, and the sword energy on her body instantly disappeared. Lan Xuegong deserves to have memories of past lives, and directly absorbs the divine light.

The same is true for Gui Shengge and others, but the thirteenth from left cannot absorb the divine light.

The nature of the left thirteen is flying stiff, attracting divine light, unable to blend into the mind of the left thirteen.

Everyone is comprehending a certain state, but the thirteenth from the left raises his head and looks around. The inside of the tower is very empty, and the special towers are empty, without any objects.

I don't know how many floors the White Bone Spirit Pagoda has, but the thirteenth left heard a sigh.

The sigh that came from the bottom of my heart instantly made the thirteen on the left excited. Under the pupil of the word soldier, the thirteenth from left saw a beautiful woman standing in a white room.

The woman has a graceful figure, dressed in a colorful godly garment, and between her smiles, she looks like a goddess.

"This is grandma?"

The thirteenth from the left was dumbfounded on the spot. The **** master who had lived for a thousand years looked like this.

And when the thirteenth from left saw Grandma Mo Xi, the woman seemed to see thirteen from the left, and in the midst of sighs, she had a beautiful face, but a drop of tears dripped.

"Come on!"

The voice looked very old, and the thirteenth from left couldn't help walking into the white room.

"what happened?"

Around the thirteenth left, no one, Lan Xuegong and Elder Sengu were gone.

The thirteenth from the left really appeared in a room, but the woman opposite was no longer seen. Among the futon in front, there was only one withered bone.

"what?"

It's not that the thirteenth from the left has never seen dry bones, but she has just seen the woman, and now she is indeed boneless. And how can this white bone speak.

"Child, don't be afraid!"

Withered bone was really talking, which made the left thirteen step back.

"Go in, come here!"

Withered bone's voice was very balanced, unusually old, even looking at the eyes of the thirteenth left, faintly stretched out the hand of bone.

"Your eyes do not belong to this world!"

"You are a divine master? You are Mo Xi's grandmother, but are you like this?"

The thirteenth from the left can of course see clearly that Mo Xi's grandmother is dead, already dead, but the soul is within the bones.

There is no reincarnation, only the soul struggles to maintain the bones.

"You see, it's me!"

"They saw it, it was me! You saw it just now, it was me!"

The white bone said quietly, and beckoned, so that Zuo Thirteen could relax.

"Child, can I see Kuritetsuyu?"

The thirteenth left was stable, and he didn't know why he was able to enter the room. Perhaps it was this white bone who possessed psychic art beyond all.

"boom!"

The black iron feather wings bloomed after eating, and the body of the left thirteen was exuding wisps of corpse energy.

"Child, this Black Iron Feather already belongs to you. The Yu Spirit Race will not **** it!"

"But, I can beg you, please save the Yu Spirit Race, and integrate the Black Iron Feather into the top of this tower."

The thirteenth from the left did not refuse or agree, but sat down slowly.

"Tell me everything, okay?"

The thirteenth left has a feeling that this old man is just an existential obsession. The obsession with the Yuling clan made this old man a difficult life.

"You want to know, then come over!"

The bones' fingers stretched out again. The futon moved towards the bones, and the finger was already at the center of the left thirteenth eyebrow.

The sight of the pupil of the soldier character instantly saw Shenjiang, one by one, the bloody, lingering Wing Blade Clan descending on Shenjiang. With the last divine power, instead of leading the spirit race.

Generations of Wingblade Clan wanted to return to God's Domain, but their divine power was deprived by the emperor and could never be restored.

The wing blade clan uses the last secret technique to strip the blood, which is a taboo technique.

In the curse of the emperor, in order to keep the bloodline alive, the Wing Blade Clan uses taboo techniques to create races.

"God is ignorant, also get the secret technique of the Wing Blade Clan?"

The left thirteen took a breath, and never thought that the source came from the Wing Blade Clan.

But this taboo technique was too terrifying, and the Scourge came instantly. One by one wingblade clan disappeared in the heavens and the earth, the wings disappeared, and the magical arts were cut off.

Finally, the great power of the Wingblade tribe, by virtue of divine art, sent some tribesmen into the river of time and space. Hope to be able to descend into the heavens and the earth after generations.

Perhaps the Winged Blade Clan returned from the River of Time and Space, but unfortunately, the Yuling Clan slowly appeared in the land of Divine Territory. Of those terrifying divine feathers, only Xuanjin divine feathers remained.

Black Iron, Xuanwu, Tongming, and Oracles have all been cut off.

The thirteenth from the left got this black iron, and I don't know how God's ignorance got it. If the feather spirit tribe wants to be strong, they can only pass the wingblade **** feather. Even without Xuanwu, Mingming, and Oracles, even if you get Black Iron, the blood of the Feather Spirit Race will be stronger.

As long as they are strong, they will be able to walk out of the Divine Frontier and enter the top sect, and the Yuling Clan will be able to step into the path of immortal martial arts.

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