Finally, he slowly reached out and gently beckoned to the black gold dragon scale robe. The black gold dragon scale robe immediately resisted the old man's touch.
However, due to the unique power of the Supreme Treasure Vault suppressing it, it could only helplessly fly to Wang Feng and Jiang Hanxi in the end.
At this moment, the divided soul of the Supreme Sect slowly turned around, gritting its teeth tightly, its face full of pain.
At this moment, the true celestial being must also be aware of his situation, but he is still in the midst of a great battle and has no time to interfere.
This time, without Wang Feng saying a word, Jiang Hanxi seemed to sense it and reluctantly let go of the arms around his neck.
Wang Feng was slightly taken aback when he saw this. He didn't expect Jiang Hanxi to come down first before he could even speak.
"What's wrong? Don't you... want to try on your dragon scale armor?"
Seeing that Wang Feng was still holding her tightly and wouldn't let go, Jiang Hanxi asked him a question from inside his arms.
"Huh? Oh, okay."
Wang Feng realized what was happening, gently put Jiang Hanxi down, and then lightly kissed her forehead.
"Wait a moment, then your husband will carry you on his back, okay, okay?"
Wang Feng gently released Jiang Hanxi's brow with his lips, then rubbed her head and said a comforting word.
Jiang Hanxi gently bit the inside of her lower lip, feeling as sweet as if she had eaten honey, while outwardly she only showed a slight shyness.
I really...love my husband so much...
Jiang Hanxi gently bit the inside of her lower lip, slightly raised her bright eyes to look at Wang Feng, and sweetly nodded twice.
Wang Feng gently pulled Jiang Hanxi behind him.
Finally, I had the chance to see the Xuanjin Dragon Scale Robe, which was still resisting the coercive force of the Supreme Sect Master's divided soul.
[Ding! Condense the dragon energy of the little dragon within you into your hand, then try touching this Xuanjin Dragon Scale Robe.]
At this moment, the system's voice rang in Wang Feng's mind. Upon hearing this, Wang Feng no longer hesitated, and his aura slowly rose.
The dragon head totem on his chest slowly released a dragon aura interwoven with gold, red, and blue, which began to surge towards his right hand.
At this moment, the little dragon, which was digesting the power of a quasi-emperor within the dragon head totem space, slightly raised its head, then lay back down to sleep.
Wang Feng's breakthrough speed was simply too fast; it couldn't even go out to play if it wanted to.
It was so swollen and uncomfortable that it almost killed the dragon.
The Supreme Sect Master's divided soul in the sky was still hoping that Wang Feng would fail to subdue the Xuanjin Dragon Scale Robe.
After all, even he couldn't subdue this Xuanjin Dragon Scale Robe a million years ago, and it gradually ended up gathering dust in the treasure vault.
Perhaps this Xuanjin Dragon Scale Robe is one of the few immortal artifacts in this lower realm, even if it is only the lowest grade immortal artifact.
The most powerful immortal artifacts either lie buried millions of meters deep in the ocean, suppressing something, or they are taken to the immortal realm.
Under the gaze of Jiang Hanxi and the Supreme Sect Master's divided soul, Wang Feng slowly extended his right palm, which was intertwined with gold, red, and blue dragons.
As Wang Feng gently touched the Xuanjin Dragon Scale Robe, the hard feel of the dragon scales entered his fingers.
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