The Falling Sun Holy Spirit was afraid that the two Painted Bone Evil Spirits would interrupt him, so he said quickly: "For you humans or any other races, this is just an ordinary semi-holy treasure, but for us in Que Ri Peak, it is a treasure. If we have the Dragon Gate of the Dragon Clan, we will exchange it without hesitation! I am not afraid to tell you that with this treasure, the three saints of our race will be promoted to great saints immediately, and then they will become one of the most powerful Jedi! Moreover, our race will continuously condense the Falling Sun Holy Spirit, and within ten thousand years, we will definitely unify the Burial Valley! Instead of keeping it in your hands, why not let me lead the way and take you back to Que Ri Peak in exchange for any treasure you want! We in Que Ri Peak once got a treasure of the human race, a piece of bamboo, um... It seems to be one of the "Book of Changes" of your human race!"
Fang Yun's heart moved, but he did not agree immediately. This light-brewing tool might be helpful to Que Ri Peak, but it might not be really made by the Wu Lun Saint Ancestor.
The Painted Bone Fierce Lizard laughed loudly and said, "It's ridiculous. Do you think you can scare us off by showing us the holy treasure? You are originally a human. Even if you wear the semi-saint robes, you only have the power of the human race. How can you exert the power of the holy treasure of an alien race? Even if you can mobilize your power, it is only a tiny amount. How can you hurt our emperor! Human race, we have no mortal hatred with you. As long as you hand over the treasure in your hand, we will let you go. How about it?"
The Falling Sun Holy Spirit hurriedly transmitted the message secretly, saying, "Don't be fooled. The Painted Bone Evil Spirits are the most insidious and cunning. They always like to do things to the extreme and will never let you go. I can swear that if you take this treasure to Que Ri Peak, you will become a great benefactor to our entire clan. With the broad minds of the Three Saints, they will definitely not care about your previous attack on me, nor will they care about your other treasures."
"Then, what about the Starfire Hun Tianjian?" Fang Yun asked.
The Falling Sun Saint was stunned for a moment, then said firmly: "The Starfire Heavenly Mirror is just a flying tool for our clan, not as important as the Brewing Light Tool, and the Three Saints will never fight for it. Moreover, the Starfire Heavenly Mirror is inextricably linked to the Dragon Clan Blood Tomb Cemetery. For the sake of a flying tool, we at Que Ri Peak will never offend both the Human Clan and the Dragon Clan Blood Tomb Cemetery at the same time."
"Unfortunately, I won't believe it."
After Fang Yun finished speaking, the semi-saint robes trembled slightly, and the holy power accumulated over the years poured madly into the family, country and the world. Then, under the influence of the family, country and the world, these holy powers were transformed into endless withered power. Finally, these withered power poured into the brewing light bottle.
The wine bottle was shaking slightly and continuously. At first, it was just a strong aroma of wine, but when the aroma became strong to a certain degree, it would become extremely unpleasant.
However, after a few breaths, the Painted Bone Evil Spirit and the Falling Sun Holy Spirit felt that their consciousness was unpredictable, as if they were affected by something, and their whole bodies were floating.
"Do you want to get us drunk? Ridiculous..." The Painted Bone Lizard shook its body slightly and laughed at Fang Yun. It clearly wanted to fly forward, but its body deviated from the direction and finally hit the wall.
"Our human world is a country of etiquette, and the human race is born with the teachings of heaven and earth. Now we should see you off with wine, poetry and wine!" After saying this, Fang Yun recited aloud.
"I have a poem in the wine, drink it together and it will flow into my heroic stomach, three parts sword energy and seven parts moonlight."
After Fang Yun finished reciting, he suddenly felt something strange, because he possessed a miniature Wenquxing, so even if his poems were not war poems, they would turn virtual into real, and their power might vary, but they would never be empty poems.
Then, the power of transforming the virtual into the real suddenly took shape, and the whole poem turned into light and entered the brewing bottle, and then, like a wine spoon scooping wine, it wrapped the wine in the bottle and divided it into two parts.
The extra wine rose into the air and turned into a crescent moon, emitting a cool light.
The smaller portion entered into Wendan and was integrated into the True Dragon Ancient Sword.
Under the moonlight, poetry will be more fluent. When the ancient sword is released, there will be more sword energy.
Fang Yun felt the power of this poem and said with a smile: "It is not a waste to have this poem to send you off. Please have a safe journey."
After Fang Yun finished speaking, his expression became extremely serious, and then he bowed towards the wine bottle.
All of Fang Yun’s strength and hundreds of holy energy balls poured into the Brewing Light Bottle.
The bottle is tilted forward.
The two Painted Bone Evil Spirits and the Falling Sun Holy Spirit retreated in fear, trying every means to save their lives, but there was no movement from the bottle mouth.
"You... dare to bluff us!"
The three emperors of the Holy Burial Valley were so furious that they were about to join forces to kill Fang Yun, but they saw a flash of brilliant divine light before their eyes, and the sky and the earth darkened.
The three-headed emperor blinked and found himself in a void. Apart from being able to see the other two emperors, he could see nothing else but endless darkness, coldness and deathly silence.
The three-headed emperor wanted to speak, but found that both his voice and his spiritual thoughts were restrained by a powerful force.
Suddenly, the three-headed emperor saw densely packed stars appearing in the distant front. Due to their great distance, those stars were all bright silver, weaving into a horizontally flowing Milky Way, which was endless.
But after a few breaths, the stars all became bigger and bigger, and their colors became different.
The stars were getting closer and closer, and soon, a look of fear and despair appeared on the face of the three-headed emperor.
Those were no longer stars, but countless suns.
The sun is all over the sky, passing across the sky!
Behind billions of suns, a huge figure emerged that penetrated the void.
Fang Yun is like the master of heaven and earth, looking down on the world.
The three emperors, who were as tiny as ants, did not even have the thought of escaping. They even felt that it would be worth their lives if they could die before such a vast and powerful force.
The endless sun passed by, and the place returned to peace, leaving no trace.
In the corridor of the ancient god's labyrinth, the Brewing Light Bottle slowly returned to its normal position, and with a push of his divine sense, he returned to the text.
Fang Yun's face turned pale, and the originally brilliant and dazzling semi-saint robes automatically fell off, turning into an old piece of clothing that had been washed to a pale color, and fell back into the bookcase.
The bookcase closed gently, as if covering up the mountains and seas, smoothing out the sun and the moon, and no longer radiating mighty divine power.
Everything returned to calm.
Fang Yun let out a long breath, stepped on Pingbu Qingyun, landed back on the ground, then checked himself and found no hidden dangers. On the contrary, his strength had improved significantly because of the Half-Saint Robe.
Different paths lead to the same destination, the holy path guides all, and all things in the world will eventually be enlightened.
"It seems that my previous prediction was correct. I am not strong enough, so I cannot activate the Brewing Light Bottle. If I were to wear the Half-Saint robe, it would be completely different."
Fang Yun was glad that he was decisive and used the Half-Saint Robe and Crown first. If he was too conservative and used other treasures to deal with the Falling Sun Holy Spirit first, he would surely be exhausted. Then the two Painted Bone Evil Spirits would attack him, and he would have to use the Half-Saint Robe and Crown again. He might even not be able to activate the Brewing Light Bottle due to lack of energy, and would have to use treasures such as the Sky Viewing Mirror Projection.
"pity… "
The power of the Brewing Light Bottle was too strong. Everything the Three-headed Emperor carried turned into nothingness or the power of the Brewing Light Bottle. Even the Three-headed Emperor's life-saving means were ineffective. It might even have worked but he was killed again in an instant.
"From now on, you must be extra careful in this Ancient God Tower."