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Liu heihu's luck

The crowd was silent for a moment, and then burst into laughter.

"Hahaha! Old man Wu Ling, you're really lucky!"

"This token ... Could it be the peerless treasure you were talking about?"

The group of 7th tribulation cultivators burst into laughter.

Generally speaking, even if one's luck was bad and could not drop a tribulation weapon, one would at least drop a magic weapon. However, this old man Wu Ling had actually dropped a piece of completely useless trash. He was simply unlucky!

"Old Wu Ling, I see that your face is quite dark. Have you not washed it for a long time?"

A seventh tribulation in the crowd joked.

The crowd burst into laughter.

Even numinous treasure Dao master had a strange look on his face.

"This luck ... Is really bad!" He muttered to himself and started to pity Sir God Wu Ling.

Divine Lord Wu Ling stood there, his face alternating between green and white.

"Motherf * cker!"