Only a few bones are still intact.

Xu Zimo looked at the font in front of him.

"I regret that I should not have led my people here.

Today all my Jiuyang Phoenix clan perished here, and I am the biggest sinner.

It's hard to escape the blame.

How many people in this world can resist the temptation to forget the rules?

Ridiculous! Deplorable! What a pity!”

When Xu Zimo saw this, he didn't know how to describe his mood.

Jiuyang Phoenix, this should be a race among hundreds of races.

As the ancestor of Jiuyang Phoenix, this person actually brought his own race into it.

I'm afraid that from now on, there will be no Jiuyang Phoenix clan in the world.

And these bones in front of me.

I'm afraid that's not all there is in the beginning.

Among them, those with low cultivation levels have already faded away.

As for those with average cultivation, only more than half of them have been corrupted.
Chapter completed!