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The Sacred Ding

Chapter 113

Author: geng su
updatedAt: 2025-05-06

The only Lingquan water outlet nearby is in Meiwu Castle three or four miles away. Chen Hai took the big belly copper pot and flew to Meiwu castle.

    Although Chen Hai has practiced the "soul binding seal" of the Dan Ding formula, people who know the goods recognize what this seal is, which is the soul binding seal of the demon man iron slave. From the human light cocoon locked in the hollow space of the seal, we can vaguely see the appearance of the demon man iron slave, which is actually a thread of God soul locked by the demon man -- Chen Hai can master the life and death of the demon man iron slave as long as he relinquishes this soul binding seal, So that it will always be subject to itself.

    Chai Rong handed over the soul binding seal. In fact, he handed over the demon man iron slave and control to Chen hai to offset his previous debt.

    A demon and iron slave with excellent force value is also a rare commodity in Yanjing city. Its value is never below a yellow magic weapon.

    Chen Hai took the soul binding seal and let it aside, indicating that chairong could move the big belly copper pot.

    The big belly copper pot is less than four feet high. Even if it is refined with very special red pith copper and filled with spiritual spring water, it will look like 500 or 600 kilograms at the top of the sky -- Chai Rong is angry that he lost the demon and iron slave. It is difficult to explain to his family when he returns to Hexi. He reaches out his hand and grabs the nose button of the big belly copper pot, but suddenly exerts force. There is a sharp pain like skin tear in his right arm, but the big belly copper pot remains motionless.

    "..." Chai Rong didn''t expect that the big belly copper pot would be so heavy. It was like having roots and welding on the beach. He turned to face the big belly copper pot, destroyed Zhenyuan, poured into his arms, grabbed the nose button of the copper pot again, and then stubbornly picked up the rooting big belly copper pot.

    Chai Rong intuitively felt as if a mountain was pressing on his arms. His bones were pressed so loud that he made the strength to eat milk out. He barely took the first step, but he felt that his whole body would be crushed at any time.

    How can a copper pot three or four feet high be so heavy?

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