Although the Nine-Turn Linglong Jade Tower has flew away, this Soul Burial Demon Gate is still an excellent treasure hunting place, but the monks in the God Transformation Stage have not appeared again.

Just after walking out of the Soul Burial Demon Hill area, Zhang Zhen rushed out from the side and looked at Wang Dong with a little resentment: "I didn't expect that it took so long, there were other people around you. It's really a new generation to replace old people.

…”

Wang Dong felt chills and was about to punch the guy away with one punch, Zhang Zhen turned around the bald head twice. The bald head then stared at him fiercely. With his fierce appearance, it was quite shocking.

Just when Wang Dong thought the bald man would get angry, Zhang Zhen suddenly said, "I suddenly had a premonition that this master would not be a super strong man, he was seriously injured, so he urgently needed to find an ancient Taoist warm-hearted person and had a unique talent.

The descendant of the author thinks I am very suitable and decides to train me?"

The bald head had a black line and roared: "Get out!"

If Xiaorong hadn't sent a message to him, the bald man would have kicked Zhang Zhen out directly.

Zhang Zhen looked lonely: "Another one who doesn't know anything, there are often horses that are thousands of miles apart, but there are not often Bole..."

Wang Dong was speechless and coughed dryly. In order to prevent Zhang Zhen from being killed by the angry bald man, Wang Dong still said, "Zhang Zhen, what are your plans next?"

Zhang Zhen pondered for a moment and said, "The pagoda has flew away. My master and my senior brother have been seriously injured. I am afraid there will be major changes in the sect, so I am going to go back to Chiyan Sect first. Where are you?"

Seeing Zhang Zhen's tone revealing a solemnity that he had never been before, Wang Dong also knew that his return this time was a major concern. After thinking about it, he would take out a spirit weapon from the storage bag. This was a fan, a fan

You can fan out the rolling wind, and there will be a great demon roaring in the shade, tearing down all the dangers that dare to offend.

Zhang Zhen was shocked. Wang Dong gave him a spiritual weapon before, which was enough to make him feel that he was too righteous. Now there are many more. Although his strength can greatly increase, he doesn’t feel very stable no matter what happens...

"I said Wang Dong, wouldn't you have any bad intentions for me?" Zhang Zhen looked at Wang Dong pitifully and whispered: "I have never been a person who sells skills but not a person, but if you must do it, you must

If so, I can only follow…”

"Get out!" Wang Dong cursed, but saw the shaking laughing and soaring into the air. His voice rushed over like a rolling wave: "Wang Dong, take care of yourself!"

The bald man salivated in the direction of Zhang Zhen leaving and said, "Apart from the last sentence, he has a little masculine spirit, he is such a sissy! He deserves to be borne by all his life!"

Wang Dong only felt that the sky was rolling thunder was rolling, and this bald man knew too much...

Looking at the bald head, Wang Dong coughed dryly and said, "Well, I will call you Xiaoyin from now on."

"Ah, master, why is it called Xiaoyin? It's not amazing at all. Otherwise, you call me Xiaobawang, and you call it Dabawang. In the future, we will dominate this low-level plane. How about it?" The bald man said something.

Wang Dong glanced at him and said, "Why call me Xiao Hei?"

"Xiao Yin? Xiao Hei?" The bald tiger's eyes were filled with tears. This Xiao Hei sounded like a dog's name. It was so ugly, so he said dejectedly: "It's better to call Xiao Yin..."

Wang Dong nodded with satisfaction, with a hint of pride on his face: "I'll just say it, how can you be dissatisfied with the strength of taking my name? Facts are better than words."

Xiaoyin drooped his head, looking sad, but Xiaorong was secretly happy. Fortunately, his name was quite satisfactory, otherwise a little white and red person would appear and he would not faint. Rebirth of Frederick William III

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This time, Wang Dong's harvest was huge. Not only did he receive the small silver, but more importantly, those treasures of heaven and earth have almost gathered all the kinds of things Xiaomu said. The remaining one is a little bit, and then I will buy it.

Just a few, anyway, Wang Dong's wealth is still rich at this moment. Anyone selling some magic weapons and spiritual weapons will probably make those monks jealous of them...

In addition, even my own earth golden elixir has been completely formed. Compared with ordinary cultivators and even those sect leaders and disciples of major sects, they are definitely not at a disadvantage at the same level. The only weakness now is that their cultivation is too low.

It's...

"It's time to go into seclusion..."

Wang Dong flew towards the Qing Demon Sect's sect. Although he could still stay in the Soul Burial Demon Host and continue to loot the treasures of heaven and earth, these were no longer of great significance to him, and it was not as good as

It is more appropriate to improve your strength. Xiaowei is still waiting for her to save her, while the girls are still waiting for her to return...

When he arrived at the mountain gate, Wang Dong threw the waist sign into the air, and suddenly it was full of light. Then a ripples in the void were rippling, revealing a small portal, which could only allow one person to pass through.

Wang Dong walked in and flew back to the Chilong Mountain Peak. He first met the Chilong True Man. Seeing the powerful aura emitted from Wang Dong, Chilong True Man was shocked: "Have you broken through again?"

Wang Dong shook his head, and the Red Dragon True Man observed it carefully again, and then he was a little confused: "Without a breakthrough, why is the momentum so strong? I'm afraid that the spiritual power is not weak at all as the middle stage of the Golden Pill, or even the late stage of the Golden Pill cultivator...

”

Wang Dong snickered, and the Red Dragon True Man looked at Xiao Yin again, even more surprised. Although he did not see a trace of demonic energy from Xiao Yin, nor did he feel his strength, Xiao Yin gave it to him.

He felt extremely dangerous.

"I don't know where my good disciple found such a terrifying thing..." Chilong Zhenren muttered to himself, but he could also feel that Xiao Yin not only had no hostility to Wang Dong, but also had awe.

Could it be that the contract was signed as Wang Dong said?

Wang Dong doesn't care about the fact that Chilong True Man has so many ideas. Although Chilong True Man is not very strong, he helped him block the Liuyun True Man when he was at the most dangerous time. This is already a big deal for him.

It's a good thing, so Wang Dong gave enough respect to the Red Dragon True Man. If he wasn't afraid of damaging his self-esteem, he might have given him a few spiritual weapons directly.

However, in the idea that safety is more important than face, Wang Dong hesitated to take out something from the storage ring, threw it on the table, and then ran away quickly: "Master, I have picked up a lot of garbage in the Soul Burial Demon Hill,

This one is the worst, so I will treat it to you as a filial piety. Don’t dislike it…”

"Guawazi, you actually make your master happy. I won't beat you up!"

Seeing Wang Dong running out in a flash, Chilong Zhenren laughed and scolded, but he didn't care. Wang Dong's strength was only in the early stage of the Golden Pill. Although his combat power was good, he was basically invincible at the same level. What good things could he get?

Oh my god, a top-grade magic weapon is amazing, right?

However, this is also the filial piety of this kid. The top-grade magic weapon, haha, when I was in the early stage of the Golden Pill, I was still using spiritual weapons. A handful of low-grade magic weapon was enough to make my brothers turn against each other...

Hey, it's not right.

The Red Dragon True Man felt the powerful power emitted by the tabletop. He hurriedly looked carefully and saw a fiery red bead that actually absorbed the power of fire in the air, shining brightly.

"This is..." The Red Dragon True Man was extremely excited. He picked it up and looked at it, murmured: "That's right, this is a spiritual soldier, and it is an ancient spiritual soldier. Even the monks in the God Transformation Stage have to compete for.

Will it appear on your desk?"

The real man Chilong rubbed his eyes hard, and then he realized that he was really not wrong. It was indeed a spiritual soldier. Damn, Wang Dong, you have explained it clearly to the labor and capital management. Wherever you picked up the garbage, you must go as your teacher.
Chapter completed!