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"Whose name is that, and he is so lucky?"

"It only shows the power of the treasure and does not show the name of the winner. How can I know that?"

"Oh, what a pity!"

"Haha, you don't know what's good or bad. That Taoist has obtained such a treasure, I'm afraid Da Luo Jinxian can't do anything to him. Just because you, Taiyi Jinxian, have perfect cultivation, do you want to attack others?"

"Hey, what are you talking about? If you see the sword mark, look, I'll slap him too!"

The perfect monk of Taiyi Golden Immortal shook his sleeves unluckily, stood up and went straight to the horn shaker.

At this moment, there is no crowd, but from time to time one or two people come to draw numbers, and everyone wants others to take away the empty numbers, and then they can enter again.

Although this place is halfway up the mountain, the place is still very empty. The end of the steps to the Tushita Palace gate is still several hundred meters away from the edge of the lake. It is not crowded with thousands of people gathering here.

At this time, Sanqing also came to the lottery machine, but when they saw this monk who had perfected the Taiyi Golden Immortal cultivation level and ran excitedly, they decided to let this guy draw first.

After just one breath, the Taiyi Golden Immortal laughed loudly: "I got it, I got it!"

The monks looked up and saw that the dot on the projection screen that originally read five hundred and twelve had been turned over and replaced by what looked like a sword.

"The Seven Star Sword, an acquired spiritual treasure, can use the power of the Seven Stars of the Big Dipper to attack and kill."

Seeing this view, everyone still didn't understand that the sword and the Taoist robe were a set. But what they didn't see was that Dou Mu in the crowd looked at these two pieces of equipment, his face so dark that he was almost dripping with water.

Seeing that the treasures were getting less and less, I was about to take a step forward, but I didn't expect that the Taoist wearing red robes took a step ahead, but it was Hongyun.

I saw Hongyun walking in front of the lottery machine and starting the lottery without hesitation.

Seeing this, Pangu Sanqing looked at each other. Hongyun had revealed to them before that he also felt that the red gourd at position 6 in the icon was destined to him.

Now that he saw Hongyun going to the lottery first, Sanqing's mood at the moment was that he wanted Hongyun to draw number six, but he didn't want him to win.

If Hongyun wins, then they feel that they can also win. After all, the feeling of being connected to the treasure is unmistakable. However, if Hongyun wins, there will be one less seat in front of them, which makes them really confused.

The same is true for Nuwa and Donghuang Taiyi.

In the midst of everyone's attention, the animation on the shaker flashed quickly, and finally two words popped up: Number six!

"Hahaha~~~"

A burst of hearty laughter came from Hongyun's mouth, and then he held the shaker and flew out of Liuguang, and walked up the steps of Tushita Palace with his head held high.

Looking at Hongyun's back, I breathed a sigh of relief, secretly thinking that this was indeed the case.

So he no longer hesitated, stepped out, stood on the lottery machine, his face was still, and started the lottery without hesitation.

A number of magic weapon patterns suddenly appeared on the lottery screen and flashed rapidly, reflecting in my eyes as quiet as autumn water.

Not far away, Tongtian was also staring at the screen, muttering in a low voice: "No. 1! No. 1! No. 1!"

"No. 1! No. 1!" Yuan Shi also silently cheered me up in his heart.

"Brother, that Hongyun has indeed drawn the red gourd as you said. In this case, I will definitely be able to draw the first number!" Dong Huangtai, who was still watching, said in a low voice to Di Jun next to him.

"There is no doubt that it must be number one. I think this lottery device seems random, but it has its own destiny." Di Jun nodded affirmatively and said to Donghuang Taiyi, "After I win the lottery later, my dear brother will Go and draw it immediately, the number four with the golden gourd must belong to your virtuous brother Wu Yu."

But Donghuang Taiyi shook his head and said: "Brother, that golden gourd is destined to be with the demon clan like us. Brother, please don't refuse and go and draw it first. The location of the gourd is No. 4, which is close to Taishang Daozu." There must be a great opportunity for this position. We, the demon clan, lost our seat at Hongjun’s place, and we must never lose our chance at Tushita Palace again!”

"That's why I let my dear brother go!" Di Junqian gave way.

Good guy, even if you didn't get this, you started to be humble. You are indeed two good brothers.

Just when the two of them were humbly asking each other to draw first, the result of my lottery came out.

The two people who had been paying attention to the situation on the other side of the lottery machine immediately looked over. The same movements as them included Yuanshi, Tongtian, Nuwa, Fuxi, Zhen Yuanzi, Minghe, Chang Xi, Wangshu, Xihe, and Doumu. , Jie Yin, Zhunti and many other great supernatural powers.

Just when they all thought that the old man could win the first place like Hongjun, the number that came into view was indeed: No. 8001!

hiss!

Seeing such an outrageous number, everyone couldn't help but gasp!

It sucks!

As the person involved, I was also a little confused. He thought he had seen it wrong.

It wasn't until he got Liuguang Fei in his hands that he confirmed that it was really No. 8001.

What's going on? !

There are only 8,191 seats in total, but I was actually seated so far back that I ended up in the corner of the thirteenth row.

Could it be that the feeling of divine will is fake?

For a moment, several famous powerful men all looked at each other in confusion. They were also confused.

Is it really random?

How could this be? What is this Supreme Taoist doing?

"Huh, hesitant, let's watch my ancestor whip it out for you!" A man full of evil spirits squeezed out from the crowd, stepped in front of the lottery machine, and said with disdain.

But he is the Styx Ancestor of the Netherworld Blood Sea.

He was actually quite surprised by Lao Tzu's lottery result, but several famous people with great supernatural powers were hesitant because of this and couldn't stand it.

So he jumped out.

Having said that, Styx himself is actually quite confident that he can get into the top six.

So the next moment, he drew the number 5830, covered his face and stepped onto the steps of Tushita Palace.

"Huh! Brother, don't think about it. I think the thoughts of the Supreme Taoist Ancestor are beyond our ability to guess. Maybe it all depends on chance." Seeing that Styx was also like this, Donghuang Taiyi took a deep breath. Said to Di Jun.

"That's what I think!" Di Jun nodded.

At this moment, some monks were playing numbers again.

After half a cup of tea, hundreds of numbers were drawn, but only one monk drew a pill.

Time passes slowly.

Seeing such a scene, seeing bursts of cheers suddenly bursting out from the countless sadness from time to time, for some reason, Di Jun actually felt a little excited in his heart.

The same is true for Nuwa, Fuxi, Zhen Yuanzi and others.

Chance, it really all depends on chance!

I am a quasi-sage cultivator, but I haven't drawn any farts, but I have seen many monks with Taiyi Golden Immortal cultivation draw a lot of treasures.

At this moment, the crowd suddenly erupted into an unprecedented sound of carnival, and the sound was mixed with countless envy, jealousy and hatred.

Several people came back to their senses and looked over, only to see a number fixed on the lottery screen: No. 4!

But the person who got this number was a Daluo Jinxian cultivator that no one recognized.

Oh my God!

Now the monks are really excited. There really is no secret operation, it really depends on chance.

So what about me, so what about Ancestor Styx, it’s not like I didn’t even get the hair!

The Daluo Jinxian monk who drew number 4 grinned with an exaggerated smile and disappeared on the steps of Tushita Palace under the envious and jealous eyes of all the fanatical monks.

So exciting!

Seeing such a scene, Donghuang Taiyi felt excited and appeared in front of the lottery machine, silently chanting in his heart: "No. 1, No. 1, No. 1, No. 1, No. 1!"

Di Jun also stared at Donghuang Taiyi from outside the barrier of the lottery machine. He clenched his hands into fists and muttered: "No. 1! No. 1! No. 1!"

However, at this time, a disdainful whisper came from his ears: "No. 1 is a fart, I think it is No. 8,000!"

Then another voice came: "That's right, God Father Pangu, above, give this bastard bird eight thousand numbers, eight thousand numbers! God Father Pangu, above, give this bastard bird eight thousand numbers!"

grass!

When did the Wu Clan come? !