Today, the refining speed of the Nine Thunder Soul Refining Mirror is only 20%.

"Don't have much time?"

Zhao Feng probably understood what the little thieving cat meant.

He and the little thieving cat broke into the treasure house, and it was impossible for the Demon Hall not to notice anything.

Meow meow!

The little thieving cat made gestures in front of Zhao Feng for a while, and then jumped to one of the purple iron steel frames.

"You want to help me pick out something useful?"

Zhao Feng looked stunned for a moment, then showed a look of doubt.

The next moment, a rune silver blade appeared in the little thieving cat's hand, with all kinds of runes on it flashing with strange luster.

The little thieving cat came to one of the protective barriers. There was a silver-white light belt inside the barrier, exuding a faint silver glow.

The little thieving cat lightly slashed with the rune silver blade in his hand.

Pfft!

A hole was directly cut into the protective barrier.

Although the wound was desperately trying to heal, the rune silver blade also emitted a strange power to fight against it.

Whoosh!

At the same time, the little thieving cat took out the items in the protective barrier.

"So simple!"

Zhao Feng was stunned for a moment.

Moreover, he felt that the refining speed of the rune silver blade in the little thieving cat's hand was higher than that of the Nine Thunder Soul Refining Mirror in his hand.

With the insight of his spiritual eyes, Zhao Feng discovered that the breath in the little thieving cat was a little weak.

Come to think of it, if the little thieving cat directly takes out the items in the defensive barrier, it will definitely consume a lot of money.

The little thieving cat threw the silver-white light strip directly to Zhao Feng.

Meow meow!

After making random gestures, the little thief cat's black jewel-like eyes looked elsewhere.

Zhao Feng followed the little thieving cat's instructions and brought the silver-white light strip close to the robe of time and space, slightly exercising his divine power.

Suddenly, the silver-white light belt slowly disappeared into the robe of time and space.

Zhao Feng immediately used his spiritual eyes to observe carefully.

As a result, it was discovered that the silver-white light strip was divided into many small lines, which penetrated into every defective and damaged place in the robe of time and space to repair and complete them.

"It actually has such a magical effect!"

Zhao Feng couldn't help but look surprised.

The Robe of Time and Space is a top-notch artifact from ancient times. After countless years, it has many flaws.

After Zhao Feng obtained the Time and Space Robe, he experienced many dangers and caused some minor damage to the Time and Space Robe.

But now, almost all of them have been restored.

Before I had time to think about it carefully, the little thieving cat threw another item.

"This should be a special prop..."

Zhao Feng looked at a metal ball the size of a baby's fist in his hand, wondering what it was.

His consciousness subconsciously penetrated it, only to find a layer of strange thick fog.

Divine power poured into it.

Boom hoohoo!

Suddenly, the metal ball melted in Zhao Feng's hands and turned into colorful light mist, which Zhao Feng surrounded.

Although his whole body was surrounded by this layer of light mist, Zhao Feng's vision and consciousness were not affected at all.

"What's the use?"

At present, Zhao Feng still doesn’t know the function of this prop.

But what the little thieving cat personally selected for Zhao Feng was definitely not an ordinary thing.

"No, someone is coming!"

At this time, Zhao Feng's left eye penetrated the building on the catalpa and saw a figure.

Immediately, another figure appeared, targeting the treasure house where he and the little thieving cat were.

"Thief cat!"

Zhao Feng exclaimed.

Whoosh!

The little thief cat immediately left the purple iron steel frame.

Then the two of them left the Purple Iron Castle.

As soon as he came out, Zhao Feng heard an exclamation: "Sure enough, we are here!"

"Tianji Cat!"

I saw three figures approaching Zhao Feng and the little thieving cat quickly.

Moreover, two of these three people are eighth-level ancient gods, and the first is a red-haired man who has reached the peak of the eighth level.

"Huh? What is that colorful mist?"

One of them stared at Zhao Feng, who was shrouded in layers of smoke, with a look of surprise on his face.

They can't penetrate the light mist with their sight alone, but even if they use their spiritual consciousness, they can't see what's inside the light mist.
Chapter completed!