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Chapter 242: A Pawn

    

ong as a Nascent Soul doesn't die, the physical body won't perish. Do you think this is enough to kill me""Then let's try it…"Chen Ping's eyes narrowed slightly, and his body leaped into the air once...ook very big, it was extremely heavy. Chen Ping had to use all his strength to lift it!"No wonder that demonic power is so great..."Chen Ping looked at the stone hammer in front of him, and he finally...