Chapter 435 Hell-Style Special Training Begins

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In an instant, this luxuriously decorated and valuable Gulfstream aircraft shook violently. With a click, the wing on one side cracked, disintegrating and melting in a blazing flame.

The entire plane was like a broken toy, being thrown and rolling downwards from the stratosphere.

Fortunately, everyone has reached A-level strength, and they are constantly changing their postures forward, backward, left, and right, avoiding various obstacles that are running rampant in the cabin. Although it was embarrassing, it was not life-threatening.

"Wang Yan, didn't you say that your master is very easy-going and doesn't care about things? Oh my God, my Joan of Arc!" The Saint of Light has already unfolded her pair of light wings, and she is constantly moving around in the narrow cabin. , saving some sundries.

Those are all trinkets used for interior decoration in the cabin, and each piece is carefully selected and saved by the Saint.

Wang Yan rolled nimbly in the cabin, helping her rescue some gadgets with a blushing face. He said with a smile on his face, "It's okay. I guess he's just pretending. After all, he agreed to the Holy See. Don't worry, after this." It’ll be just fine.”

The Saint was dizzy. Is this okay? This saint’s special plane! Don't worry, don't worry about your soul.

Although the property rights of this Gulfstream aircraft belong to the Holy See, the Holy Lady has been using it for several years, and a lot of thought was spent on the decoration. It really hurt her that it was gone like this.

"No way, the plane is descending very fast." Saint Child Wright was already fully armored, holding a two-handed hammer in his hand, and said solemnly, "Under this kind of impact, the plane will soon disintegrate, everyone, be careful!"

A shield of holy light bloomed from his body, thick and solid, like substance.

In an instant!

boom!

The aircraft is in the troposphere and cannot withstand the huge tearing force and impact force. With a bang, it collapsed into two pieces. The violent airflow instantly filled the cabin, and under the strong pressure, the cabin exploded into pieces.

"Master, be careful." The succubus, who had been serving Wang Yan, scolded and blocked Wang Yan with her body.

Wang Yan's demon wings instantly spread out, grabbing the succubus and taking a step forward, his figure appeared from a few hundred meters away. Looking back, he saw that the Gulfstream plane had cracked into pieces and turned into balls of fire under the flames of Yan Zun.

The whole sky was like a huge firework, and the flames spread all over the sky.

Cao Dapao was wearing a bronze mask with a green face and fangs, hovering in mid-air, and a cloak on his back that made a hunting sound with the strong wind in the sky. Around him, there were layers of flames like fire dragons.

Those flames engulfed and melted the plane wreckage to prevent it from falling into residential areas and causing disaster.

Several weak crew members were held up by an invisible force. They were suspended in the air with horrified expressions on their faces, watching all this.

The younger generation of the National African Affairs Bureau and the Holy See of Light were all flying in mid-air in extremely embarrassed state.

At level A, everyone has different flying methods. Even if they don't have flying babies, they can still levitate and soar with their own powerful strength.

Just like the ascetic monk Nini, she only relied on her own strength to step on the void with her bare feet, and powerful and holy energy exploded around her body. But her burlap clothes were in tatters, and her face was covered with burnt black. She stared at Cao Dapao with wide eyes, and said unconvinced: "Bad Yan Zun, why did you start the attack without saying anything? I am still the first one." It was a plane ride."

The rest of the people also looked at Cao Dapao in shock and anger. What happened just now was too dangerous. If everyone hadn't reacted quickly enough, they would have been seriously injured even if they didn't die.

"Nini, right?" Cao Dapao stood in mid-air, with flames all over his body. He stood out of thin air, like a flaming war god. This is completely different from his usual cheerful appearance.

His voice was full of cold majesty: "I said that the super hell-style training has begun. From now on, you have all the authority to be taken over by me. For you, I have only one requirement, which is to survive the super hell-style training . What’s ridiculous is that you guys call yourself elites, the top geniuses in the world. However, in my eyes, none of you are qualified. I have been merciful just now, otherwise I can guarantee that none of you will survive."

"Isn't it?" Wang Yan was also Uncle Pao's apprentice after all, so he had to bite the bullet and said awkwardly in front of everyone, "Master, you are a powerful demigod, and you are not just playing around with us juniors. ? You can just keep pretending, why do you have to be so real?"

"Haha, since I have agreed to the Holy See of Light, how can I be perfunctory?" Cao Dapao, who put on the bronze mask, seemed to be a different person and said coldly, "This time, I have notified the attack in advance and left my men behind." I'm sorry. I dare to guarantee with my personality that the next attack will never be notified in advance. Whether you live or die depends entirely on your ability."

Dead or alive?

The expressions of everyone in the Holy See of Light were stagnant, right? How can it be played so realistically?

However, the expressions of Gao Mingyue, Wang Yan, and Lei Hong were very calm. This time it was the people from the Holy See of Light who lost the bet, so they had no choice but to follow Yan Zun for a year. This had nothing to do with them.

Without waiting for anyone to react, Cao Dapao waved his hand, and the flames lingering around him turned into human forms one by one. Each human-shaped flame is as vivid as a real person.

They are all flame clones condensed by Cao Dapao. Each flame clone contains a ray of Cao Dapao's spiritual power. According to the strength of the flames in it, the flame clones are also stronger or weaker.

Wang Yan heard that Uncle Pao could now condense two flame clones up to S+ level.

But the aura of the clone with blazing flames burning in front of him was about half an S-level. Don't underestimate them, each of them is just as powerful as the guards on the 19th floor of the Trial of Light.

Cao Dapao looked through the bronze mask and glanced at everyone with his eyes: "Okay, enough nonsense, we should get down to business. I believe everyone has felt the strength of these flame clones of me, and I have controlled them. Half an S-level strength. Give you ten minutes to set off in advance, and then they will chase you. Remember, it is a chase! Whether it is the Holy Son or the Holy Maiden, life and death are determined by fate. Your Pope has already talked to me before After signing the agreement, if you all die, the Holy See will not hold me accountable."

The faces of Saint Son Wright and Saint Lady Lulu became very solemn. Of course they can clearly feel the power of those flame clones. It is even more difficult to deal with one of them, let alone a group of them.

And this is not a trial of light. Once you die, you will be kicked out of the trial space.

This is a real chase!

No one in the Holy See of Light doubts whether the Great Demon Lord Yanzun really dares to kill anyone. This guy is extremely bold and is the strongest demigod in the world. Outside the sanctuary, even the Holy See was helpless against him.

Especially the Holy Lady of Light, tears almost fell down. A perfectly good plane was just gone, and it had to undergo life-and-death hell training. How could his life be so miserable for having such a father?

Several young people from the National African Affairs Bureau looked at each other in shock after hearing this. Wang Yan took the lead, laughed twice and said: "This is a happy party for the younger generation of the Holy See. Everyone, have a good time, we will leave first."

After saying that, Wang Yan, Succubus, Gao Mingyue, Lei Hong and others unfaithfully unleashed their strongest speed at the same time, flying away in four directions like meteors.

Wang Yan shook the devil's wings rapidly, and the speed he burst out in a short period of time actually exceeded one hundred meters per second, and he was heading towards a speed of four hundred kilometers per hour. This is an extremely terrifying speed. Many small planes only reach this speed.

However, Wang Yan could only sustain this burst of extreme speed for a few minutes. Now is not the time to rush, but to run for your life. Although Uncle Pao did not name anyone from the National African Affairs Bureau to participate, considering his character, it was impossible for him to just bully people from the Holy See of Light.

The rest of the people were not slow either. Gao Mingyue stepped on the Yao Yue Fei Sword with one hand behind his waist, looking like a fairy with an extraordinary bearing.

As for Lei Bang, a pair of white wings were entangled with azure electric current. As the electric current surged, bright sparks bloomed. As expected of Brother Hong, every time he flaps his wings, he can fly over a hundred meters, really as fast as lightning.

In addition, under Wang Yan's instruction, the succubus flew wildly in another direction. She was originally an A+-level creature and was naturally good at flying. In terms of pure flight speed, it is slightly faster than the other three people in the National African Affairs Bureau.

Everyone's speed is not slow, and even among the A-level experts, they are all among the best.

But Cao Dapao under the mask sneered, glanced lightly, and said with a joking smile: "Want to run? You're still a little too young."

The four powerful flame clones were wrapped in heavy flames and flew away in four directions.

Just a few minutes later, Wang Yan and the other four people had returned to the starting point. Everyone was in a mess and burned pitifully. Each of the four flame clones is slightly stronger than the angel guardian of the nineteenth level in the Trial of Light.

"Uncle Pao, why are you stopping us?" Wang Yan was frightened, but on the surface he said cheerfully, "Your bet is just for the brothers and sisters of the Holy See of Light, right? What does it have to do with us?"

Gao Mingyue and Lei Hong nodded with concern. Just kidding, Yan Zun's super hell-style training hasn't even started yet, and it's already so terrifying. It’s better to take the next step! ?

"Wow!" Yan Zun took out a contract and said with a sneer, "According to the contract, once a war breaks out, it will enter a state of war. The war between us and the abyss world is inevitable. Therefore, the state of war is activated now. According to the previous resolution discussed between me and Director Han, Wang Yan, Gao Mingyue, and Lei Hong, the three of you must also participate in hell-style special training."

"Uncle Pao, no!" Wang Yan and others were shocked!

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(Huh~ I got home after eight o'clock in the evening. Today's chapter has really been a long journey. I wrote 500 words on the tour bus in Osaka, and 300 words while waiting at the airport, from Osaka to Pudong. I wrote 1,700 words on the plane, and then answered Wuxi from Pudong. After returning home, I took a short rest and wrote 500 words! From this, we can see that Lao Ao is quite hardworking!

Updates should be back to normal tomorrow. Thank you brothers and sisters for your understanding. I love you all~)