Night Eleven looked at the black pot-like thing in his hand and said, "It's a very chic pot."

The small black pot has four edges in a square shape, but each side is an arc edge, no more than three inches high, and has four legs and ears. There are quaint lines on the four arcs, and there are no signs of hand-carving, which should be naturally formed.

Ye Eleven played with the small black pot in his hand, it felt very light and convenient, if it didn't have those four short legs, it would be a small black pot. If the legs are longer and the belly of the pot is bigger, wouldn't it be fragrant to set up a fire and make the whole mutton hot pot or something, Ye Eleven said to himself: "Anyway, when I came to this world, I haven't eaten hot pot yet."

After the information of this little black cauldron was read, Ye Shiyi was surprised and said, "This little black cauldron actually weighs 54,000 catties!"

However, its name is very straightforward, ten thousand catties ding! For this simple and easy-to-understand name, Ye Eleven couldn't help but complain: "I'm afraid it's a jack, right?"

Ye Shiyi shook the little black tripod in his hand, pulled his ears, broke the four tripod feet, and sighed: "The little one who doesn't slip through the autumn is not a little bit of Ding, and he doesn't have the noble temperament of Ding at all, just like a little wild child of the Ding clan."

Ye Eleven thought about it, thinking about the attributes of this little black cauldron, and he suddenly exclaimed: "This is not the same as the treasure of a certain monkey, it can be big and small, and it weighs 54,000 catties, which is half the weight of Dinghai Shentie!"

But this thing isn't iron, is it?

Night Eleven thought about it, and the little black cauldron that he broke and pulled turned out to be bigger, like a black bowl!

Night Eleven suddenly laughed evilly, looked at Manes in the distance and shouted, "Dog thing! Show you a big baby! ”

With a wave of his hand, the small black cauldron flew out, and at the same time, the belly was big enough to fit an adult.

Boom!

It seems to be an earthquake, the whole space is shaking, and ten thousand catties of Ding fall there steadily, if the bottom of the black pot is not four short feet from the ground, it is estimated that the entire bottom of the pot will be attached to the ground.

Night Eleven was a little disappointed and said: "This black cauldron is not sinking, you can't carry a demon king, it's too embarrassing!"

Night Eleven actually secretly used a number of changes, otherwise where could a 50,000-pound thing be able to suppress Maens, after all, it was once the peak of the out-of-body realm, so it was better to be cautious and give some face!

Even Manes didn't know that Ye Shiyi was too face-saving, this 10,000 jin tripod was changed to 100,000 catties, and the suppression effect was increased tenfold, that is, one million catties.

Is this a human thing? No one can do this except Night Eleven.

Even Linglong laughed, saying that Yuan Eleven was a little black-bellied.

The exquisite laughter is like the sound of a clear spring, and there is a cool feeling. And hehe originally meant laughter, and only Linglong was so simple that she would laugh so well, and in reality, mockery and disdain were inevitably indispensable.

There was a roar from the bottom of the pot, as if someone had choked his neck, the content was not inaudible, and the voice was a little ugly, without the presumptuous feeling of the demon king, it was like a rag messed up.

Being pressed by millions of pounds of weight, the suppression of pure weight, who is still presumptuous? It's a miracle not to die!

Night Eleven looked up at the billowing black fog and shouted, "Close!"

I saw that there seemed to be water gushing in the mouth of the black cauldron, a whirlpool kept turning, and a suction force pulled the black mist in the air in, and after a while, the black mist was pulled into the pot like a tornado.

Looking at the pot of black water and the reflection in the water, Ye Eleven smiled slightly and said, "No loss!" It's a lot more handsome! ”

Who was the one who secretly screamed about blood loss before?

Linglong complained: "Sure enough, this person is in a good mood when he sees good things, and he is heartless."

Yuan Shiyi said: "You floated?"

Linglong said: "Young master, believe it or not, I won't fly with you in the future."

Yuan Eleven was surprised and asked, "How do you say this?"

Linglong said: "In the future, if you fly in the sky and throw down ten thousand catties of Ding, what will happen?"

"Wonderful!" Yuan Eleven almost slapped his thigh and jumped up, "You girl wilted." ”

Linglong said aggrievedly: "I didn't learn from the young master, but I am close to Zhu Zhechi."

Night Eleven took a few steps back, away from the pot of black water, which was fortunately in the pot, if it was in the stomach, it would be over.

Night Eleven walked to the black cauldron, looked at the face of the handsome man in the black water, and said casually: "I decided to set a small goal for myself!"

Linglong said: "What?"

Night Eleven sneered: "Night Attack on the Land of Skynet!"

Linglong said: "Young Master, have you been burned by the black water?"

Night Eleven muttered to herself, "Why do you say that?"

Linglong said: "Do you know where the land of Skynet is? In the enchantment! ”

Night Eleven looked at the face in the black water, always feeling a little demonic, and said, "With the ability of your invincible beautiful girl, you can't make a small enchantment?"

Linglong smiled: "Hey, my young master, why is your mouth so sweet, I don't know if Miss Qianxue knows."

Night Eleven's eyelids jumped, although Qianxue Musu looked like a cold beauty on weekdays, the vinegar in her heart was not lost to the arrogance that woke up in her bones.

Night Eleven said: "It's good that you can only communicate with me."

Linglong's voice said slyly: "That's not necessarily, but now the way of the world is about to change."

Ye Eleven thought of the rules mentioned by the Ghost King Hehuan, and couldn't help but shake his body, and an unknown coolness surged up.

Night Eleven jerked back, and a pair of ink feathers carried him into the air!

Manes said coldly: "The spirit is so sharp, the boy!"

Night Eleven said: "The dog thing still has the strength to sneak up on me!"

Manes let out a low chuckle and said, "You want to go to the land of Skynet, right?"

Night Eleven said: "Not bad."

Manes said: "How about making a deal, this king will help you enter the central forbidden area, and you will help this king find a natural treasure that can wash bones and cut the marrow."

Night Eleven said, "What is that?"

There are heavenly treasures in the land of Skynet that everyone seems to know, even Qianzhengkan has mentioned it to himself, and he has already planned to find this thing for Qianxue Musu in the night eleven.

Maens's voice trembled, "Rebirth Fruit!"

These three words seem to have a kind of magic, even more evil than Maens, hearing these three words, even Night Eleven's heart moved.

The word rebirth, where it is changed, is a crazy pursuit.

However, Yuan Shiyi was calm and fast, if this thing could really be obtained, wouldn't those big people have already gone to find it, just imagine that the top sects like Tianshan Sect and Shushan want to take down the Tianwang Land guarded by the Hundred Eyes Demon King.

But how did the news of the rebirth fruit in the central forbidden area of the Land of Skynet be known?

The Hundred Eyes Demon King is not a fool, and he can't enjoy it alone?

After a while, Linglong said: "Young Master, the rebirth fruit is what I told you that you can eat and upgrade."

Night Eleven's heart is pounding!

This thing can eat upgrades!

Yuan Eleven said: "Rebirth fruit, isn't it one by one?"

Linglong said: "It's not one tree, it's a lot."

Ye Eleven's face was flushed and emotional, and even the shadows in the black water could be seen red, black-red, black-red, and a little demonic.

Yuan Eleven made up his mind and said, "Set a small goal again!" Get a few reborn fruit trees! ”