"What a pity!"
Tang Hao said regretfully.
After all, it was a supreme weapon.
"This battle armor can't be the same, right?"
Tang Hao took out the Night Owl. He was a little nervous.
If ye Jie was like this, he would cry.
He hesitated for a moment before he sent his divine telekinesis into the armor.
The armor didn't move for a long time.
Tang Hao tried again and was overjoyed. There was no mark of the night patriarch or any other elders in the armor. There was only the mark of ye jiuxuan.
However, ye jiuxuan was already dead. His body was dead, and his soul had disappeared. Not even a fragment of him was left. The imprint he had left behind had also dissipated.
This ye Xi was a treasure without an owner.
"Hahaha! That's great!"
Tang Hao smiled happily and immediately began refining.
