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Chapter Three Thousand One Hundred and Thirty-Three: Control

    

g were also effortlessly slain. Moreover, this person can also refine pills. His pill recipes are particularly mysterious, and even the people from Yaowangfu couldn't figure out how to make them after...give up a piece of the Ice Soul He thought he must have misheard."Mr. Chen... Mr. Chen, don't joke around..."The clay pot said in disbelief!"I'm serious, you have already reached the late stage of th...