I saw that Feng Tianyu's name gradually faded from the tenth position on the luck list, and was replaced by another name.

"died?"

The faces of the top sects remained unchanged. After all, in their eyes, Feng Tianyu was already dead.

But he was very interested in who killed him.

"Who killed it?"

"Could it be that someone captured the Holy Artifact and then killed Feng Tianyu?"

At this moment, everyone's eyes were fixed on the luck list, trying to see the next changes.

When someone dies and loses luck, someone must gain luck.

Naturally, these high-level sects hope to be people from their sect.

In vain.

hold head high! ! ! ——

On the Fortune Luck List, the Luck Fortune Golden Dragon suddenly raised his head to the sky and let out a roaring roar!

The golden light bloomed, and the glow of the sun lingered on the list, like a miracle.

"This..."

wow~

The luck list was shocked.

Then, under everyone's attention, Song Wenshu's name became the same size as Liu Jiu'er, exuding a brilliant golden light.

And the word ninety-five feet has also become a hundred feet!

"hiss!!!"

"what happened!?"

"Another hundred zhang luck?"

"Hundred zhang luck, golden dragon blessing!?"

"Could it be that Song Wenshu got this holy weapon and then killed Feng Tianyu?"

If he just killed Feng Tianyu, it would be impossible to rush to a hundred feet of luck.

Not to mention that Song Wenshu was only ninety-five feet before, even ninety-nine feet, it was impossible to go up.

The only possibility is that she obtained the Heaven-Defying Sacred Artifact and broke through the shackles.

"Bastard!"

On Lei Mingzong's side, Ling Qingshan cursed angrily.

Anyone could hear that he was in a very bad mood.

Some people are sad, and some people are happy.

Wu Tianyang cracked his mouth with laughter, Ye Yuntian and others hurriedly reminded him to pay attention to his image.

And Zuo Tianxiao also faced Ling Qingshan's angry gaze, his beard laughed.

"Good! Good! Good!"

In any case, Song Wenshu was a member of his Shengguang Palace.

...

Inside the secret.

Song Wenshu fell from the sky, and Ling stood beside Liu Jiu'er.

With a move of his hand, the huge sky-reaching ruler turned into a streamer and penetrated into the Tianji Building.

After that, the Tianji Building changed and became smaller under everyone's attention, and was finally taken into the hands of Song Wenshu.

"Sure enough, that palace is also a holy artifact."

"This...two holy artifacts at once?"

"What level is the treasure that can accommodate such a holy artifact?"

For a moment, everyone stared at the Tianjilou in Song Wenshu's hand.

"Congratulations, Junior Sister." Liu Jiu'er smiled lightly.

"Thank you, Senior Sister, for making it happen."

Song Wenshu also blinked slightly, if it wasn't for the help of Liu Jiu'er's imprint, she probably wouldn't be able to refine Tianjilou so quickly.

"This is your chance. Junior sister has a lot of luck, and she will be able to prove the Dao Emperor in the future."

"Emperor Realm..."

Hearing these two words, Rao Shisong Wenshu had a cold temper, and couldn't help but have a hot look in his eyes.

The demure conversation between the two sisters seemed to be completely indifferent to the group of people around them.

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