“Haha, Thank You Brother Wang Xian for giving us so many treasures this time. I hope brother Wang Xian and senior brother Junzi can break through to the universe knight realm as soon as possible!”
“Come, come, Cheers. Thank you again, junior brother Wang Xian!”
On a ship in the Milky Way, the disciples of the Willow deity Daoist sect raised their wine glasses happily and cheered loudly.
The harvest this time was incomparably huge for everyone.
Each person had four battle angels of the same level, one person had two weapons, and there were other harvests. This made each of them extremely rich.
At least for the next ten thousand years, they would not lack resources.
Especially senior brother Junzi and that female disciple who had obtained the crescent moon key, their harvest was even greater.
Senior Brother Junzi had found the path of a supremacy, and the female disciple also knew that she had a high chance of breaking through to the supremacy in the future.