บท 2880: Waiting

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In a secret room in the Dragon-phoenix Pavilion.

Jian Wushuang took out a silver armor.

"This is..."

One of the Pavilion Masters stared at the silver armor with his eyes wide open.

He stared at the silver armor and felt its power.

"Sir, if I'm not mistaken, this should be a holy treasure level protective armor, right?" Although the Tower Master was only a Peak Great Divine Master, he was very knowledgeable and could tell the level of the armor at a glance.

"Cloud pattern armor is an ordinary third-grade holy treasure protective armor, but it's not a natal armor," Jian Wushuang said.

"Indeed." The tower Master nodded slightly and then asked, "What do you want to exchange for it, sir?"

"A million sacred elixirs," Jian Wushuang said directly.

"A million sacred elixirs?" The Tower Master remained calm on the surface, but he was secretly delighted.