Wang Dong held a spiritual stone in each hand, and inhaled the spiritual energy with some impurities into his body. He allowed the spiritual energy to flow with the demonic energy in his body, strengthening every inch of his muscles, blood vessels, and cells...

This is Wang Dong's first time practicing like this. The advantage of practicing this way is that his strength improves quickly, but the disadvantage is that the spiritual energy is mottled. Fortunately, Wang Dong has Xiaowei who can condense and purify it, and feed the purest evil energy back into Wang Dong's body.

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However, even so, Xiaowei still sighed quietly. Controlling the level is actually an extremely important part of practice. If possible, Xiaowei would prefer to let Wang Dong practice freely and lay a solid foundation.

Rather than such a "ripening" practice.

However, the tense atmosphere at this moment did not leave much time for Wang Dong. He was basically racing with the Venerable Poison Dragon. Whoever ran faster would have a better chance of winning.

In addition, in-depth communication with each girl is naturally essential.

Wang Dong opened his eyes and dropped the two absorbed spiritual stones. He felt that the demonic energy around him had strengthened a bit. This feeling... was very strange.

This time's training... That's it. Wang Dong stands tall. If you pay too much attention to anything, you will become obsessed with it. Xiao Wei also means the same thing. Maybe now is not the time to practice crazily...

I walked to the table and picked up the phone. There were several missed calls on it, mostly from that guy Chris Feng. Ever since he found out that he had not died in the small world, this guy was so surprised that he almost wanted to book a flight directly.

But in the end, it failed because of my cultivation. I don’t know what got me out of my mind when I called today...

Wang Dong shook his head speechlessly. After thinking about it, he recalled the past. He still had a very good impression of Chris Feng. Xiaowei put a ban on some small things given to Chris Feng, so she had a very good impression of Chris Feng.

Xiaowei knew all about Chris Feng's reaction, and even Wang Dong knew about Chris Feng's loyalty to her...

"Chris Feng, what are you doing with me? Let me tell you first, I have no interest in the saint you have played with!"

If the people in the Holy See knew that the saint they were guarding was so slandered by Wang Dong, they would probably rush over and drown Wang Dong in a barrage of words... |

"Wang Dong, I'm so sad when you say that. By the way, we have a new saint. I have never touched it. Are you interested? If you are willing, I will let her learn the various rooms of the Holy See.

The secret technique is definitely more delicious than those women of yours!"

Wang Dong was speechless. Chris Feng, according to his point of view, said that only women are the best bridge to maintain the relationship with Wang Dong. He even regretted why he did not have a biological sister or a biological daughter. In this case, Wang Dong would not

Abandon him...

Seeing this, Wang Dong was helpless as he looked like a harem of a deep-seated woman. Is he the kind of person who values ​​sex over friends? But when he thought about it carefully, well, he seemed to be really... (embarrassing)

"Let's get to the point. If you don't tell me, I'll die."

During his free time while practicing, Wang Dong would look around with various girls. He was surrounded by beautiful women, and seemed to be full of happiness. In fact, he also had a lot of troubles, that is, the time he spent with them was divided into many equal parts. Fortunately, he

The women are relatively reasonable, and most of them have their own things to do. Plus Xiaowei is in the middle of the arrangement, so there won't be any trouble.

Wang Dong was very emotional, he only had more than 20 girls and now he is like this. If there are three thousand beauties in the harem, why should they be cut into pieces?

Hearing that Wang Dong was furious, Chris Feng immediately put away his wretched expression and coughed dryly: "It's like this, there is an auction in Jerusalem, and it is said that there is a sword at the bottom of the box. It may be the legendary holy sword...

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"Then just go and buy it. No one can match your Holy See's financial resources, right? Besides, no one dares to steal something from your Holy See!"

What Wang Dong said is of course correct. The glory of the Holy See covers most of the earth, and Jerusalem, as the common holy city of the three major religions, goes without saying about the energy of the Holy See. At this time, there is no reason to call him the only one.

right.

"The key is that I miss you and Dugu. Besides, such a big thing as the Holy Sword coming out is a once-in-a-lifetime event. Aren't you even interested?" Chris Fengqian smiled and said: "Also, once I successfully take the photo of the Holy Sword,

Are you really not curious at all about the spectacular scene of the three major artifacts merging into one?"

"Not curious."

Wang Dong said lightly, although a thought was indeed aroused in his mind, but the more Chris Feng said this, the less Wang Dong could agree easily. This guy must have something unsaid.

"Okay, you win. In fact, the holy sword is sealed. Even if I buy it, I worry that I won't be able to pull it out. With you here, I feel more confident, hehe..."

Wipe? Pull out the holy sword?

Why is it like telling a story? Countless soy sauce gangsters can't pull the holy sword out of the scabbard. Then, a pig's foot with thousands of rays of light appearing all over its body appears. With a slight pull, the long sword comes out.

, then slay the demons, and take both the honor and the beauty into his arms...

"Wang Dong, are you coming? If you come, I will bring the new saint to serve you and wash your feet and wipe your feet. How about it? Think about it, the saint who is above ten thousand people will wipe your feet.

You can wipe it with whatever you want..."

Chris Feng whispered in a bewitching tone again, and that voice made people have the urge to flatter him no matter how they heard it.

Wang Dong hesitated again and again, but decided to go take a look. Of course, he didn't want to see the so-called saint. She was promoted to control. Wang Dong no longer planned to provoke women. After all, there were so many now and it was already confusing enough.

, if there is another saint, it will become the United Nations, trouble...

Wang Dong mainly wanted to take a look at this so-called holy sword. Furthermore, if he could collect the three sacred weapons of the Holy See, I'm afraid it might be of some use. When the time comes, it might be of some use against Venerable Poison Dragon.

After Chris Feng received Wang Dong's affirmative reply, he immediately hung up the phone with a smile on his face. His blunt words would definitely surprise Wang Dong, and he also helped Wang Dong book an international ticket to Jerusalem. For the Pope,

, all of this is almost just a matter of one sentence.

Who dares to question?

Xiaowei naturally agreed with Wang Dong's decision. Sometimes practice is not just about practicing behind closed doors. Perhaps, some sudden insights are better than ten years of hard work.

Furthermore, the earth is an extremely mysterious plane, with countless mysteries and the gathering of various civilizations. Even Xiaowei, like Xiaowei, cannot find out what is going on. Perhaps Wang Dong will be able to discover new things when he goes there.

The harvest is also uncertain.

"Dongzi, if the saint's physique is extraordinary, you might as well accept it. If you have a strong taste, you can let her live in the villa in a maid outfit. We just need a servant girl."

Xiaowei said with a smile, but Wang Dong had black lines all over his head. "Xiaowei children's shoes, can you still be normal?"

On this trip to Jerusalem, Wang Dong did not take anyone with him and went on the road alone. The rest of the people, including Su Xiao, were doing various hard practices under Xiaowei's guidance. Wang Dong could not interrupt them, anyway.

With his strength, no one in Jerusalem could hurt him, let alone the crooked Pope Christian.

At six o'clock, the last flight was transferred, and the afterglow of the setting sun poured over the airport like a golden waterfall. Planes were taking off or landing at the airport, and the roaring sound broke through the sky above the airport. Busy airports can be seen everywhere under the sunset.

staff.

Wang Dong held a first-class ticket and boarded the plane early. However, he arrived a little later. The seats in the first-class cabin were almost full. The only empty seat was next to a woman wearing sunglasses. He looked around

Wang Dong couldn't help but be a little curious as people kept looking at him with amazement.

Is it possible that wherever I go, there will be a stunning beauty sitting next to me?
Chapter completed!