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Han Hongbo is right, the abyss demons are extremely powerful, but the most troublesome thing is that they are naturally good at the rules of the Kong family.●⌒,. This makes them come and go freely on the battlefield and elusive.

In history, the Earth has had two wars with the Abyss Demon, and there are many records of the Abyss Demon in some top secret information. However, the most mentioned is the Abyss Demon's unpredictable space ability.

Even if the strength level is higher than the next level and crush the abyss demon in combat power, they will often be accidentally escaped by the abyss demon.

The space law abilities of the Abyss Demon are all on a pair of wings. It can be seen from this that Wang Yan's pair of lord-level demon wings are so precious? In addition, Wang Yan is rich and spares no effort to refine it into a wing-like magic weapon with 50,000 merit points.

This made Wang Yan directly obtain a treasure that seemed outstanding among magic weapon-level equipment. Even in the entire National Non-Country Treasure House, there are absolutely no more than ten treasures as precious as this pair of wings.

After Wang Yan put on these wings, he not only felt like blood was connected, but his perception of the surrounding space was also enhanced in an instant. In his feelings, space was no longer a vague concept, but gradually became concrete and fresh.

When Wang Yan was moved, he raised his legs and stepped forward. A ray of light flashed on the pair of demonic wings with exaggerated wings and arrogant shapes on the mysterious and mysterious patterns containing the laws of heaven.

Wang Yan only felt that the space beside him was slightly distorted.

The next moment, he appeared quietly on the other side of the room, and this step easily stepped more than ten meters away.

"It's indeed a good baby." Wang Yan was ecstatic. With these demon wings, he was like a tiger. Whether it was running away or chasing the enemy, the chance of success was greatly increased.

Wang Yan is like a child with fresh toys, shuttled back and forth in the huge lounge. The more he used it, the more he became more exquisite, and the more he used it, the more he became more comfortable. People shuttled through the space, as smooth and natural as fish wandered in the water.

Finally, after dozens of times of shuttle back and forth, the luster of the Taoist pattern on the demon's wings became dim and there was no way to use the laws of space to shuttle. But that doesn't matter, the space pattern on the wings is constantly absorbing the free energy in the air and can slowly recover.

For superpowers, strong combat power is of course important. However, survival power cannot be underestimated. It is no exaggeration to say that with this pair of demon wings, Wang Yan's survival ability is more than twice as powerful.

"Wang Yan. Congratulations on your baby." Gao Mingyue, who was standing beside her, was also very envious.

The value of Wang Yan's Demon Wings is no less than her Yokomoon Sword. If it is placed in the treasure house of the National African Bureau to exchange this equipment, it will be worth at least more than 100,000 yuan.

Moreover, even if you have a merit value of 100,000, you may not be able to get such treasures. Not all things in the treasure house of the National Bureau fell from the sky.

As soon as Wang Yan finished testing the Demon Wings, a servant came to inform him that the trial venue was ready, and the Pope Crown invited everyone from the State Council to go to the trial site.

The venue for the Trial of Light is behind the Temple.

In the huge square, countless white stones were paved with smooth jade.

Several mysterious large formation structures are located in the center of the square, and energy beams are injected into a large altar several stories high.

The large altar has a very complex and mysterious structure. There are countless complex and difficult-to-understand runes on the wall of Light. As light columns injected into it, the runes on the wall of Light lit up one by one.

Near the large altar, there are seats.

Wang Yan and other guests of the State Bureau were arranged near Pope Light. After everyone sat down, Wang Yan looked at the Altar of Light and asked curiously: "Uncle Cannon, is this altar full of huge power also a teleportation array? The so-called trial of light will not teleport us all to the alien planet, right?"

Since Cao Dapao sat down, his eyes began to look around, as if looking for someone. He responded casually: "That's not a teleportation array, but a large-scale illusion array that simulates reality. With your ability to understand, you can definitely understand it. You can treat it as a game that is more advanced than modern virtual reality games."

"Game?" Wang Yan said in a hilarious voice, "Uncle Pao, are you teasing me? The so-called trial of light is just to pass the game? Is this too inappropriate, right?"

"Improper?" Cao Dapao laughed and said, "You will know whether it is serious or not when you enter. You just need to think about how fast the games that young people play? At the current speed, will extremely real games be developed in hundreds or thousands of years?"

Wang Yan looked at the large game console in surprise, no, it was the large Altar of Light. Could it be that this holographic game is really extremely real? It is unlikely that the technological power of the Holy See of Light is not so powerful?

Could it be... alien technology!?

By the way, this possibility is extremely high. The Endless Abyss can be an alien civilization, and maybe the God of Light and the Angels are also alien civilizations. If the gap between civilizations reaches a certain level, it is indeed possible that the foolish party will be regarded as a god.

As soon as he thought of this, Wang Yan became vaguely excited. He asked in a voice transmission: "Uncle Pao, have you ever seen the God of Light? Have you ever seen the angel?"

Cao Dapao turned around and glared at Wang Yan. How did this brat become a curious baby? He glanced around and replied angrily: "I have never seen the God of Light. But I heard from the Pope that there is a God of Light, but he seems to be injured and is sleeping. As for the angels, hehe... there are naturally some."

When talking about angels, Cao Dapao looked at Pope Light with a faint smile. This guy is really a slut. In order to make a mere bucket of wine, he summoned three angels to fight with him in one breath.

However, even if Pope Light had the right time, place and people, Cao Dapao did not suffer any loss. Although there were bruises on his eyes, he looked at the Pope Light wearing a golden mask on his face and knew whose fist was hard.

Wang Yan was stunned when he heard this. There was actually a God of Light in this world, and he was still injured? Uh... It seems that this world is even larger and exaggerated than he imagined.

As he was talking, Lei Hong walked over with expressionless face.

"Brother Boom." Wang Yan smiled and said hello to him, "Long time no see, congratulations on your promotion to level A."

Lei Hong's handsome and cool face suddenly raised a stiff smile and nodded to Wang Yan.

What the hell!

Wang Yan's heart suddenly broke out. Without drinking, Lei Hong actually smiled at him. Is he dreaming or hallucinations? He really felt flattered.

In this way, even Gao Mingyue frequently gave strange eyes to Wang Yan and Lei Hong. Lei Hong's crazy and arrogant face was famous in the entire National Bureau of Non-Japanese War. Now he smiled at Wang Yan, the two of them would not be...

"Uncle Wang, this handsome guy is so handsome." Sun Youmiao, who was standing beside him, said affectionately, "And it's not very handsome to you. Can you introduce it to Miaomiao?"

Uh... he is indeed quite handsome. After he drinks, you will find that he is even more handsome.

Wang Yan smiled and called him to come and sit down, and then introduced Sun Youmiao to him.

At this moment, a powerful force of light came from afar. The force pressed towards Cao Dapao like a mountain pressing down on the top of the mountain. A roar that was suppressed to the extreme sounded next to everyone in the National Fei Bureau: "Yan Zun, do you still remember me?"

While speaking, an old man wearing linen and barefoot fell from the sky and landed in front of everyone. His hair and beard were white, but his spirit was very healthy, his face was red, and his qi and blood were extremely strong.

Cao Dapao just raised his hand, and his heavy aura was broken by him. He held up his sunglasses frame and said in confusion: "It seems a bit familiar. Judging from your clothes and dress, you should be a monk. A monk with the strength of you should be a contemporary Saint Bernard."

"A little familiar?" the monk laughed in anger, "Okay, okay. I didn't expect that the enemies I was worried about day and night could not even remember what I looked like. Yes, I am the St. Bernard of this generation. But more than sixty years ago, I had another name called Brown Walter."

"It sounds familiar." Cao Dapao recalled hard, "but it seems that I really can't remember it. It's been too long. Sorry, sorry, it's not easy for us Chinese to remember Western names."

The monk Saint Bernard almost squirted to death with an old blood. This guy hurt him so deeply that he couldn't even remember his name. A feeling of being humiliated to the extreme spread in his chest and he said angrily: "Okay, okay. It doesn't matter if you can't remember it. This time, I will let you remember my name thoroughly that year. The shame you put on me will be rewarded one by one today."

Wang Yan touched his nose aside, and he was really amused. Uncle Pao, what happened to you back then? It has been more than 60 years, and people still remember you so deeply? This St. Bernard should be Nini's master, right?

"Boy, why are you laughing?" After Saint Bernard burned Cao's cannon, a fire burned to Wang Yan's head, and his old face looked vicious, "Don't think I don't know you, a little brat, my precious apprentice has only been down the mountain for two days, so you dare to use rogue means to harm her."

Wang Yan put down his nose touching hand, smiled dryly at the old man and said, "Senior St. Bernard, you may have misunderstood, I..."

"Misunderstanding? I misunderstood you, my soul." Saint Bernard roared angrily, "What a kind, gentle and cute girl, my apprentice, Nini, is taken to drink by you just two days after going down the mountain. Both of you masters and apprentices are not good things, they are shameless and vulgar gangsters. Cao Zhengluo, what is your expression? Humph, Dai'er's hatred, today you want your masters and apprentices to return both of your principals and interests."

Wang Yan was surprised, Dai'er, who is Dai'er? Also, what kind of revenge is it? You have to take your apprentice to pay it back together?

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Chapter completed!