If there were indeed countless monks of the gods who sacrificed their bodies to practice this treasure, Fang Junmei would really not have to return it.

...

Bai Lu said a few words of humility and thanked him for taking it.

"Brother Dao, I will immediately rush to the Hui tribe."

"I'll go back with you, so I won't have any accidents on the way."

Fang Junmei said.

"I would like to thank you even more for this, but please don't get involved in the catastrophe in our clan and send me back to the clan and leave."

Bai Lu Road.

Fang Junmei nodded in agreement.

...

There was nothing to prepare, so they called a group of disciples and explained a few words, and the two of them immediately came out of the depths of the white clouds.

When I came out, I found out that Bai Lu had brought several tribe members, but I didn't go in. Seeing this move, Fang Junmei couldn't help but feel darker. If he didn't lend it, would they rob it?

This assumption does not exist now.

Almost non-stop, rushing back to the Gods' homeland - the Sky Basin.

...

The sky basin is still peaceful, and there is no sign of war.

Both of them breathed a sigh of relief.

The news of his return spread, and the elders of the clan were summoned immediately, and even Fang Junmei shouted over.

...

There are dozens of figures in the tall wooden house. There are seven or eight in the spiritual realm alone. I don’t know how many masters are hidden in the clan. Unfortunately, there are no spiritual ancestor realm.

The last time I came, the second elder Hanshan I saw was also among them.

However, the person in charge was the Great Elder, a tall and majestic old man, who should be in the late stage of the spirit, with a very strong aura. He looked a little blurred and hidden in the light, making him look mysterious and mysterious.

"Elders, Brother Fang has lent that treasure to our gods."

Bai Lu said, and took out the 100,000 soul lamps.

When everyone saw it, they all had the same expression as Bai Lu.

Bai Lu introduced this treasure in detail, and the faces of the gods changed, and they were all solemn and gradually turned into sadness.

...

"It's not wrong, it must be this treasure. Its utility and disadvantages are simply born for our gods and for that catastrophe."

Hanshan murmured.

When the other gods heard this, they nodded silently.

...

Whoosh-

The elder Zhang took a photo with his hand, and brought the 100,000 soul lamps to the death. He stared at Fang Junmei for a few minutes and said, "Are you all saying true about this treasure?"

The tone was a bit bad.

Fang Junmei didn't care when she heard this. After all, it was normal for others to sacrifice themselves to be cautious.

"If you don't believe me, you can grab a soul and try it yourself, but you will be exempted from the oath. I have given this treasure to the nobles, and I can't ask me to make an oath."
Chapter completed!