Chapter 1617 Aunt Pao Is in Danger

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"Uh..." Wang Yan was speechless when he saw the secret letter written in Morse code in his hand. He thought for a moment, and the secret letter turned into ashes in the flames.

"Uncle Pao is really good at causing trouble." Wang Yan touched his chin and sighed slightly.

The secret letter was passed to Wang Yan by the National Non-Government Bureau through the Forward Base, saying that Uncle Pao, Aunt Pao and the other four went to the Abyss World to carry out the plan to destroy the other side's plane to promote the formation.

At the beginning, the plan went smoothly. They raided a base, killed a demigod, and destroyed a formation. In fact, this is a good thing, because destroying a formation can at least delay the direct collision of two planes for five years.

If two can be destroyed, it can buy the earth ten more years.

In this era of every second, ten years can give the earthlings enough preparation space to deal with this catastrophe.

I have to admit that Uncle Pao's starting point is good, but he underestimated the Abyss World after all. After they quickly attacked the second formation, they were surrounded by the Abyss Army.

Uncle Pao and his men fought desperately to break through, but were finally forced into the abyss.

The abyss is not a place where you can save yourself. Even if a demigod enters, there will be many dangers and they will die on the spot if they are not careful.

Not to mention that there are a large army of the abyss outside, hunting them down.

There are four demigods.

If they all fall into the abyss, it will be a greater catastrophe for the people on Earth.

Although Wang Yan muttered to himself, he had already begun to think about how to save Uncle Pao and his men. He is a grateful person. Uncle Pao and his mistress have been very kind to him. As a disciple, he will save them even if he risks his life.

The only advantage now is that Wang Yan's blood evolution technique was mistaken by the hell demon Satan as a blood descendant, which makes his status very special, and even the abyss messenger treats him with respect.

If you want to save Uncle Pao now, you have to go to hell in person.

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The Hell Demon God Temple, a luxurious palace specially used to entertain foreign envoys.

A demigod king-level strongman from the abyss world is enjoying the hospitality that suits his status. The beauties of various tribes in hell serve him charmingly, offering him fine wine and food, as well as luxurious special services.

The Dark Mist Demon King is extremely strong, with a pair of wings unique to the abyss demons covered with dark golden innate holy patterns, and a pair of eyes that are deep and vast, full of wisdom.

It has lived for thousands of years. Even in the abyss world where there are many strong people, it is also famous and highly valued by the abyss demon god. Otherwise, how could it be qualified to represent the abyss to hell?

Although it seems to be addicted to food, wine and sex, its half-open and half-closed eyes reveal a cunning light of thinking.

There are three gods in the world of hell, which is far stronger than the abyss world with only one god. However, the three gods in the world of hell do not live in harmony, and there are many fights between them.

In fact, the Abyss World likes the self-fighting of the Hell World very much. Otherwise, once the three gods love each other, they may extend their tentacles to the Abyss World.

Now is the time when the three gods of the Hell World are fighting openly and secretly at their most intense, and the Abyss can take the opportunity to invade the entire earth. And all this is just as planned.

The only thing that is a little out of the expectation is that the Hell Demon God Satan suddenly has a blood descendant, and his blood is rich and his qualifications are unparalleled. It is very likely that he will inherit the position of Satan Demon God in the future.

This is very likely to make the Hell forces develop rapidly in the future and suppress the other two demons.

The Dark Mist Demon King narrowed his somewhat cunning eyes slightly. It seems that the next strategy is to make good friends with the Demon Flame Lord who may become a demon god in the future.

At this time, the guard came to report that the Demon Flame Lord came to visit.

"Teng!"

The Dark Mist Demon King stood up suddenly, and several maids were blown away as the black mist swallowed and spit out. Its eyes lit up, and it said in a deep voice: "Please come in."

But then it strode forward again: "No, no, I will go to greet you in person."

At the entrance of the diplomatic palace.

Wang Yan, who had transformed into the Lord of Demon Flame, stood with his hands behind his back. His majestic demon body just stood there, showing the aura of a peerless master who looked down on everyone.

Indeed, Wang Yan has now reached the demigod level.

Looking at the history of human beings on Earth, how many people can reach his current level? Any of them is a great power that has left a name in the history of superpowers and is well-known. They can even influence and change an era.

Wang Yan has now reached the peak of human existence, and even his physical body can survive in the universe.

The few guards guarding behind him are also legendary existences, standing like sculptures, showing off their tyrannical aura. If you pick any of these guys and throw them to Earth, they can stir up the wind and clouds and become a dominant existence.

"Hahaha~" A warm and hearty laugh came from the diplomatic palace. The Dark Mist Demon King walked out quickly with open arms and embraced Wang Yan, "Lord Mo Yan is here, and Dark Mist is sorry for not welcoming you."

"Haha." Wang Yan also laughed and hugged it, "What are you talking about, Senior Dark Mist? It was Mo Yan who came to disturb me, I hope you will forgive me."

Both sides seemed to have something to ask for, and the atmosphere was naturally very harmonious. Wang Yan didn't want to see the Dark Mist Demon King, but now in order to save Uncle Pao and the others, he had to approach the Dark Mist Demon King.

After a brief greeting at the door, the Dark Mist Demon King invited Wang Yan to sit down and hosted a banquet. This diplomatic palace is somewhat similar to the diplomatic embassy of humans. The diplomatic palace set up by the Abyss here is equivalent to the territory of the Abyss World. No one except the demon god can force his way in without an invitation.

As the Dark Mist Demon King wanted to make friends, delicious delicacies from the Abyss World were constantly served on the table, and the top beauties of various races presented hot and amorous dances.

The Dark Mist Demon King, who was drinking and eating meat, waved his hand and said, "Lord Mo Yan, take whatever you like."

"How can I do that?" Wang Yan smiled with narrowed eyes, "These are all top-quality items that the senior has carefully collected over the years."

"Mo Yan, please stop calling me senior." The Dark Mist Demon King took a big sip of wine, "We Abyss Demons and Purgatory Demons are brothers of the same origin, and our cultivation levels are similar, so why not call each other brothers."

"Then I'll meet Brother Dark Mist." For Uncle Pao and Aunt Pao, Wang Yan had to continue to be polite to the Dark Mist Demon King.

"Haha, that's me taking advantage of you." The Dark Mist Demon King was also very happy. Mo Yan not only had cultivation reached the level of Demon King, but was also the only blood relative of the Demon God Satan. With such strength and status, it was worth it for him to work hard to curry favor with him.

Wang Yan and Dark Mist, calling each other brothers, were having a great time drinking and chatting.

After drinking for more than thirty minutes, Wang Yan deliberately asked under the influence of alcohol: "Brother Anwu, I heard you say before that our two tribes are brothers from the same origin. Is there any secret here that I don't know?"

"Hehe, although brother Moyan is very powerful, he is still too young after all." The Dark Mist Demon King shook his head and explained, "In fact, this is not a secret among the top leaders of our two tribes. The blood inheritance of your Red Refining Demon Tribe and our Abyss Demon Tribe both comes from an ancient demon god. It's just that the two tribes have different living environments, which gradually evolved into our two tribes."

"No wonder I feel so close to Brother Anwu when I see him. It turns out that we are brothers connected by blood." Wang Yan said excitedly, "Come on, Brother Anwu, I have to toast you another bucket."

As he said, Wang Yan took out a large barrel of wine and clinked it with the other side. The two demons drank it all up heroically.

Only those who have reached the semi-god level of strength, plus the strong and terrifying physique of the two tribes, can withstand these barrels of strong liquor. But even so, under Wang Yan's intentional or unintentional drinking, the Dark Mist Demon King did not use his power to drive away the alcohol, and his consciousness gradually became a little high and blurred.

"Brother, I tell you. Our two tribes must unite sincerely and kill the light lineage." The Dark Mist Demon King and Wang Yan said with their arms around each other, "The old dog of light is too disgusting, and he makes things difficult for our two tribes everywhere."

"Kill the old dog of light." Wang Yan followed the clamor in a fake manner. But in his heart, he was muttering to himself, God of Light, I, Wang Yan, was forced to mutter to you in order to save the future of the earth, so don't take it to heart.

To be honest, Wang Yan's relationship with the light lineage is still very good, especially the God Envoy Dai'er is one of the master's wives. The relationship is much deeper than the relationship with the Abyss Clan.

"But then again." The Dark Mist Demon King suddenly laughed and winked at Wang Yan, saying, "Those angels of light are pretty. I remember that a few hundred years ago, I caught a legendary angel among thousands of soldiers. That feeling was really, tut, ecstasy."

The Dark Mist Demon King's eyes were rippling, as if he was still reminiscing about it.

Angel of light?

Wang Yan immediately thought of the little angel Beibei. It is conceivable that once such a lovely creature like an angel falls into the hands of the cruel abyss demon, its end will be so miserable.

It's a pity that it was hundreds of years ago. The legendary angel must have died long ago, and there is no way to save it.

A hint of murderous intent flashed through Wang Yan's heart. If he didn't have to make good use of this Dark Mist Demon King, Wang Yan would definitely find a way to keep it in hell forever. But for the safety of Uncle Pao and Aunt Pao, Wang Yan had to suppress his murderous intent and laughed strangely with the other party: "Brother Dark Mist is really lucky. I, Mo Yan, have never even seen an ordinary angel."

"Don't worry, brother. With your age and blood talent, it is a foregone conclusion that you will inherit the position of the Demon God in the future." Dark Mist Demon King said with some awe and envy in his eyes, "When the time comes, we will enter the Kingdom of Heaven, not to mention the legendary angels, even the demigod archangels may be captured."

The Dark Mist Demon King's envy is not unreasonable. Although the demon clan has great blood potential, it is already a difficult road to be promoted to demigod, and it is almost impossible to become a demon god.

But Mo Yan is different. The blood he inherited from the demon god is rich and powerful. Even Satan Demon God said that within a thousand years, Mo Yan will definitely be promoted to the god level.

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