Saint of the Confucian way

Shenyun said, "the next time the bell rings, Kunlun mansion will be closed. Let's think of a perfect plan, alas..."

Shenyun looked at the ship like Kunlun treasure, and his heart was dripping blood. He turned to look at Fang Yun and began to suspect that Fang Yun had colluded with the gray family for a long time.

The saints talked a lot, but no one wanted to continue, because the saints who were willing to gamble had almost the same family background. Those who were unwilling to do it did not do it at first, and now it is even more impossible to do it.

Suddenly, a voice sounded.

"I'll go on, you're free."

Fang Yun said, waving his hand, a divine light wrapped the two items and flew into them.

The saints quickly and carefully sensed the breath of zuwei, but it was not thick.

"It's two broken zubao! What a fortune!"

The third ancestor of the giant god who had previously traded with Fang Yun looked at Fang Yun thoughtfully.

The last ball of light glowed brightly, but soon faded.

God Yun shook his head and said, "no, the next high-level treasures are not enough. I'm afraid no matter how much they are."

However, Fang Yun didn't seem to hear it and began to send a large number of broken or even temporarily unusable sacred objects into it.

The saints almost drooled. They were reluctant to put many things in it. No matter how big the gambling is, they are not willing to give up.

Fang Yun stared at the Kunlun treasure inside and kept releasing the treasure outside.

After a quarter of an hour, Fang Yun stopped.

The saints estimate, shake their heads and sigh. The treasures thrown by Fang Yun can light up 50 light balls together!

The total value is more than ten ordinary zubao!

However, the last light ball still only emits a faint light, very dim and not completely lit up.

The saints looked at Fang Yun and didn't see a trace of chagrin on his face.

"A world leader."

The saints nodded gently, praised and regretted that everything Fang Yun showed was far more than the incarnation of the ancestor of grey poison.

After a long time, Fang Yun suddenly seemed to make up his mind. Suddenly he shook his hand and a divine light wrapped something and flew out.

The saints hurried to explore carefully again, and they were all stunned.

Because they sense something inside, but they can't tell what it is.

The saints looked at each other, which means that the things inside are not strong, otherwise they would not be like this.

However, at the moment when the thing entered the cylindrical container, the last light ball sent out an incomparably brilliant brilliance, far more than any previous light ball, but it was only a moment, and then the light ball returned to dim again.

The saints were surprised, especially the saints of the grey family, staring at Fang Yun.

According to the deduction of the saints before, the result is very obvious. The power level of Fang Yun's investment this time is still above the ancient ancestral treasure!

However, such a powerful level did not completely stimulate the last light ball.

This means that nothing can open this treasure.

Fang Yun's face finally changed slightly.

What I just sent in was my own blood.

The level is enough, but the total amount is obviously not enough, but it is impossible to drain the blood of the whole body for this treasure, which will make it difficult for me to do anything in the future.

"Sure enough, even the great sage's reason can't ignore the sunk cost. What's more, I still have a few cards! Big deal, throw in the prison dragon rope, Zhenlong seat and two pieces of dragon chopping knife! It's absolutely enough. However, that's not the best choice."

Fang Yun thought for a long time. Suddenly, in the blink of an eye, the space above his head cracked, and a terrible torrent of thunder poured out, forming a long river of thunder!

Fang Yun wants to send mine water from almost the whole mine sea into it.

As long as the thunder source is there, the thunder can be reborn continuously.

When the saints saw this scene, they were frightened and hurried back.

"Crazy!"

"It is worthy of being the fighting group of blocking the door to kill the royal family! I am convinced again!" God Yun muttered to himself.

When some holy ancestors saw the thunder, their eyes showed greed. Thunder is nothing to holy ancestors, but it is unusual for Fang Yun to store and control thunder.

After several interest rates, the thunder water bottomed out in the Kunlun Mountains of Fang Yun's literary world. Only a shallow layer can stop the transportation.

However, the last light ball lit up and recovered.

Fang Yun shook his hand again, and many holy gas sources and all kinds of miscellaneous things entered it.

This time, most of the things are ancestral materials.

"Good luck..."

The avatars were shocked. Even they don't have many of these things. Fang Yun is so willing.

"It's enough for another round..." God Yun said.

The saints calculated carefully. It's true. Fang Yun's treasure is enough to light up 107 light balls.

The saints' eyes on Fang Yun have changed obviously. This great saint is really terrible. His wealth has exceeded one family, and he is a top family.

Frog secretary looked at Fang Yun stupidly. Compared with the treasures invested by Fang Yun, the distant ancestral treasure incarnated by the ancestor of grey poison was insignificant.

Some saints who originally wanted to secretly target Fang Yun shook their heads and extinguished their minds. They were not afraid of Fang Yun, but knew that Fang Yun had been drained by the Kunlun treasure.

Now Fang Yun has lost its value. Even if he enters the core of the ancient world, few people will target him.

Finally, everyone can see that Fang Yun has run out of water.

The 108th light ball is still not bright.

"Fang Yun, forget it..."

Daming Sheng sighed and exhorted.

"Yes, I don't suggest you continue. If you continue, it's your life-saving thing." Yanhui kindly advised.

"Your Majesty Fang Yun, I know you are invincible. Otherwise, give the saints a face, let's let go of the Kunlun treasure..." even wolf Kun couldn't help persuading.

The demons turned their eyes, and the wolf Kun almost betrayed the demon world directly.

Then, some saints who didn't know Fang Yun at all began to persuade him.

"Forget it, but I appreciate you very much!" yezu's Avatar smiled and looked at Fang Yun, and his voice became very soft.

The saints of the night clan stay where they are. They have never seen the night ancestor like this.

"Yes, there's no need to continue." the third ancestor of the giant God also loved talents.

However, Fang Yun turned a deaf ear and threw out the last treasure.

The saints have been locking Fang Yun with their holy thoughts. At the moment when Fang Yun shot, all saints turned around.

Like all creatures watching.

The saints looked at it and were stunned, which was different from before.

Before, no matter what, they could sense that there was something wrapped in the holy thought, but now they can't feel it at all.

That kind of thing, as if it didn't exist at all.

Including the incarnation of the Holy Father, all saints can't feel it.

The avatars looked at each other and even suspected that even if the noumenon appeared, they could not sense what was inside.

Is Fang Yun playing tricks?

At the moment when the light thrown by Fang Yun entered the cylindrical container, the 108th light ball suddenly flew out of a very bright light.

The light is like the first light of the epoch-making world, and the last light of the end of the world.

In front of everyone, there was a vast expanse of white, which was stronger than the incarnation of the holy ancestor. Both eyes and even holy thoughts were temporarily blinded by the strong white light.

"What's going on!"

Dong

The bell rang when the Kunlun mansion was closed.