When the Holy Lord asked this sentence, Xia Ling had already appeared in the mind of the thirteen left. But right away, the thirteenth left hurriedly used Qi Zi Jue to cut all connections.

However, it was too late, and thousands of beams of light exploded in the quiet and peaceful courtyard. Whisks, futons, ancient chairs and other vestibule objects are all hovering.

"I knew it!"

The thirteenth from the left gritted his teeth. There was no other way but to summon a winning hook. There was only one battle.

Everything that can be hovered turned into a tunnel, and the surrounding space was no longer visible. There was no light and no sound, here was just dying, and in the dying, a memorial tablet stood in the middle of heaven and earth.

Behind these tablets are tombs, numerous tombs, these tombs stand upright, and the power of God will last forever.

"What is this place?"

The thirteenth from the left has raised his head and looked up. There is faith here, so strong the power of faith. In the tomb, joss sticks fluttered like sacred fire. Among them, the Holy Lord came from the tomb and looked at the thirteenth from left excitedly from the faith.

"You met her!"

"Who are you talking about?"

The thirteen on the left was extremely alert, and Xia Ling and him were both teachers and friends, and the object of the thirteen on the left.

At this time, the Holy Lord was really excited, wandering among the tombs, misty, and strange responses in the huge tombs, as if there were heroic spirits in these tombs forever.

"Xia Ling!"

"I do not recognize!"

The thirteenth from the left shook his head on the spot. In any case, he couldn't admit that he didn't know whether the Holy Lord on the opposite side was an enemy or a friend.

"You know, not only do you know, you also know her. You are like her!"

"No wonder you are the Son of Destiny, you are also from the dark!"

"You are from the Xiahuang clan!"

"Am I from the Xiahuang clan?"

The expression on the left thirteen changed, and the Holy Lord actually knew Emperor Xia and the true identity of Xia Ling. Who was she?

In the mist, the clothes and skirts on the Lord's body faded. At this moment, the face of the left thirteen changed wildly again: "Don't you like this, I won't say you like this!"

"You barbarians, don't undress at all times!"

The thirteenth from the left was holding his eyes, but the gap was large, and the corner of his eyes was shining brightly. The thirteenth from the left was seizing the opportunity to find the weakness of the Holy Lord.

Inside the clothes, it was a white light, and the body of the Holy Lord was made up of white light, dazzling, but could not see anything. But in this dazzling, that is a rune.

"Xiahuang!"

The thirteenth from the left finally recognized that this is the Xia Huang inheritance rune. The thirteenth from the left not only saw it, but also got along with Xia Ling, knowing the symbol of this rune.

"The glory of Emperor Xia!"

The thirteenth from the left took a deep breath, and his heart became excited. The Holy Lord is not the enemy. The only way to get the glory rune of Emperor Xia is related to Emperor Xia's clan.

"I said, she and I are both teachers and friends. When I was a girl, I spent three years with her!"

"Then I became the inheritor of the temple. After ten thousand years, my body dissipated, and then the previous generation of Holy Masters sealed the source of ice and came out ten thousand years ago!"

"My name is Yuan!"

"Little Yuanfeng!"

The thirteenth from the left shouted again, could it be that Xiao Yuanfeng that Xia Ling sometimes mentioned was this Xiao Yuan.

"Where is she, where is Sister Xia Ling?" Yuan finally got excited, as if he had finally witnessed his deceased when returning to a young girl, Yuan really wanted to know the whereabouts of Xia Ling.

"I don't know..." Zuo Thirteen gave a wry smile.

In this shielded place, the Lord of the Temple opened up a small world. Even the supreme powerhouse on the mainland cannot deduce here. Here, the Holy Lord is the Way of Heaven.

The thirteenth from the left talked about Xia Ling's affairs. He talked about Xia Ling's encounter with Yu Qing, and that Emperor Yu was in the same line as the Emperor of the Zhou Dynasty.

"Emperor Yu clan, the human emperor who had torn the darkness back then became darkness!" Yuan laughed contemptuously.

Looking at the left thirteenth, his gaze became softer. Like him, the thirteenth left is the inheritor of Xia Ling. The two are separated from each other, but they have a certain relationship.

"Thirteen, stay here, you are the Son of Destiny, I can protect you!"

"I will find Sister Xia Ling. Sister Xia Ling will recover this time. In this life, we will be able to defeat Emperor Yu and completely suppress the darkness!"

"Xia Ling recovers? Do you know where Xia Ling is?"

The thirteenth from the left really wanted to see Xia Ling. Tai Shitian was still in the hands of the imperial clan of the Great Zhou, and the thirteenth from the left had a lot to do.

"She may be in the dark!"

"what?"

The thirteenth left stood up, not knowing what Sheng Zhuyuan meant.

"The dark land is where the three emperors are sealed. It is the dark abyss, the place where the dark clan begins."

"In the era of the end of darkness, the three emperors led all spirits and finally defeated the dark clan. Killed the six dark heavenly lords, and at the same time the evil emperor used everything to call himself the abyss of darkness."

"Emperor Xia has turned into a heroic spirit, guarding the abyss ropeway, and the Xia emperor clan, for the sake of the Xuanhuang Continent, will always town the dark place!"

"Unexpectedly, this double protection was used by Emperor Yu!"

Yuan once knew some secret things, Xia Ling didn't tell Zuo Thirteen about these things.

"He turned his back on all spirits and inherited the darkness!"

"He wants to pursue immortality, the dark race is the closest to the immortal race, the closest to the immortal."

The thirteenth left gaze is like a torch. Is it possible that Emperor Yu is not dead? In order to defeat Emperor Yu's line, Xia Ling enters the dark place again, and must regain the inheritance of Emperor Xia?

"Emperor Xia didn't expect that their clansmen were too wronged."

"This is what Xia Ling told you?" Zuo Thirteen let out a long sigh.

"No!"

"It's from the line of our temple, and it's passed down. The barbarians were once the mausoleum guards of the Xiahuang clan."

"The barbarians are the tomb guards?"

"But hundreds of thousands of hours are too long. Now the barbarians have long forgotten to guard the tomb. After all, the Xia clan has turned into an undead clan and cannot get out of the darkness."

"Then Xia Ling goes in, it's dangerous!"

"She's different, she didn't become immortal in the dark place!"

"What do you mean?"

The thirteenth from the left couldn't understand it. Xia Ling was a wandering corpse, but he was not in the dark place, but outside. What does this mean?

"How did you come out?" Shengzhuyuan said this time, he was stunned again. Just now he thought the thirteenth from the left was the Xiahuang clan, but the Xiahuang clan, Yongzhen was dark. Moreover, it was destroyed by Emperor Yu's clan and hardly existed.

"It's just the same, I don't know why?"

"Holy Lord, what is the Son of Destiny!"

"Son of Destiny? It's the line of Emperor Xia. Only the inheritors of Emperor Xia can break the holy swords. Those holy swords have been blessed by Emperor Xia."

"So that's it?"

The thirteenth left understands this time, the Son of Destiny has finished speaking, it is for the inheritor of Emperor Xia. But now it has been said that the future will become the great emperor. Is it true that there is a great emperor in this life.

"I have to thank Ziyan for bringing you!"

"This life, the temple, fully support you!" Yuan Shenshen looked at the thirteenth from the left. The thirteenth from the left represents Xia Ling and Xia Huang.

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