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Wang Yan didn't care how seriously the demon god Satan was injured. He still wanted to be a life-and-death enemy, so it would be better to have more serious injuries.

What surprised him now was that there seemed to be some problems with the other two demons.

This may be a long-term internal strife that consumed their strength, or perhaps something else happened, making them seriously injured like the demon Satan, weakened their strength.

In short, over the past so long, the relatively calm world of hell seems to have finally reached the zero point now. It is very likely that this Hell Conference will become an opportunity for a new round of outbreaks.

The three demons and forces in various parties will inevitably give in at this moment. So how much new turmoil will be expanded by this? I am afraid that it is not something that people like them can predict now.

The group talked about this, and the club also delivered delicious food and delicacies one after another.

Although there was no maid to accompany him as required, the caring black market party set up a singing and dancing band to cheer him up in order to serve Wang Yan, which was the one who was considerate.

At this point, Wang Yan also signaled to drink and enjoy himself and stopped talking about these things.

So, everyone raised their glasses.

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Just as Wang Yan and his companions were enjoying the fine wine and food at sunset, while enjoying the singing and dancing performances provided by the black market.

Far away on the other side of hell, there has just arrived at the dawn of a new day.

That’s right, this is the southwest world of hell, the hinterland of the dark demon realm ruled by the Great Scorpion Emperor Mamen.

At this time, the dark and gloomy sky had just turned white. The slight dim light of the morning light shone through wisps of strange and thick clouds that looked like living creatures, and they were weakly sprinkled towards the ground.

There is a hazy and humid rust smell in the air, like a weapon decayed in the soil, or like a cold smell left by blood after soaking the earth.

In short, this is a dangerous and cold atmosphere, as if below the sky is an ancient battlefield where countless corpses are buried, gloomy and solemn.

As the dark clouds and fog filled the air continued to dissipate in the morning light, a majestic tall building that made people unable to help but hold their breath gradually appeared in this canyon with iron-blooded breath.

The canyon is less than a thousand meters deep and is steep and majestic. The bottom is rushing wildly, and it is running forward with a surging roar. On both sides of the canyon, the rocks are dark and the earth is red, as if soaked in blood and buried with corpses, and there is a stressful atmosphere everywhere.

At the top of such a steep canyon, there is a dark, arc-top corridor column, and extremely majestic temple-like building, which is lying on both ends of the canyon.

This temple palace is like a dark lonely mountain, towering and majestic. The outer columns are extremely grand, each of which is magnificent, up to a hundred meters high! The arc-shaped dome above which covers the sky and the sun is like a fierce poisonous scorpion, lying on it.

This majestic spirit from the building alone is enough to make people unable to help but be respectful. If an ordinary human is standing at the foot of this palace, he may feel as small as grains of rice.

In addition, the whole palace is made of a dark rock that looks like metal and jade. The whole building is tightly shaped and integrated. Under the thin rising sun, the palace walls that are endless like mountains exude a cold luster.

This cold and stern Xiao Sha seemed to come from the deep darkness, not only added a mystery and solemnity to this Poison Scorpion Palace.

At this time, in the inner bedroom of this majestic palace, a beautiful beauty wearing a long black gauze dress with a cold expression and a long arthropod and a long tail standing upright behind her, sitting upright on the edge of a luxurious bed.

She just sat quietly, holding a photo of her photo with Wang Yan in her hand. Looking at the two of them laughing and funny, her beautiful eyes were filled with indescribable loneliness.

That’s right, the stunning beauty with arthropod-shaped tail thorns in front of him was Wang Yan who was alone in search of his lover Wu Ya'ange at all costs.

The old servant who led her into the world of hell did not lie to her.

Now this huge and majestic palace belongs to her alone. Her current status and power have far exceeded her own imagination.

However, the situation was urgent at that time. In order to enter hell, she did not leave any clues on the earth. Even in the letter left to Wang Yan, except for the farewell content, other information was false.

Because there are many branches of believers who believe in the power of hell on earth. If you accidentally leak the news, it is very likely that the enemy forces will rob and kill halfway. Even if she is protected by the old god servant, she may not be able to escape unscathed.

"Actually, this is fine." Wu Ya'an Ge silently said in his heart.

If there is no clue, then Wang Yan will not be able to come to her. If he cannot come to her, it means that Wang Yan will not have to come to hell because of her and involve the danger here.

The struggle here is fierce and far more cruel than on earth. Not to mention her, even the supreme demon god cannot avoid it.

From then on, it may be a good thing for him.

Wu Ya'an Ge silently recited in her heart that at least in the next place, no matter what the ups and downs she encountered, even if she fell, she could still calm down.

At least, Wang Yan is safe.

Wu Ya'ange thought a little lonely. For her, it was enough to at least ensure Wang Yan's safety.

Although this longing and no difference made her unbearable and unspeakable.

The air around seemed to be affected by the emotions of Wuya'an Song, becoming lonely and quiet without a trace of sound.

Just then.

In front of Wuya'an Song, a silent but thick black mist suddenly emerged out of thin air.

Soon, the black fog expanded to a point, began to shrink for a while, and finally gradually appeared in the form of a human body.

"Your Highness Princess, time is up." An old but kind voice came from the black fog.

At this time, you can see that an alien old man who seemed to be hiding in the black fog, with only half of his face gradually revealed from the fog.

His skin was pale and old, his forehead seemed to have horns, and his pupils were two stunning golden lights.

This hidden but very low-key alien old man is Wat, the old servant who welcomes Wuya Ange to the world of hell.

He loyally assisted the dark demon god Mamen, and I don’t know how many situations he has come to Wuya Ange’s side and become Wuya Ange’s personal servant and the guide for Ange’s future growth.

"I see."

Wu Ya'ange put away the photos and stood up quietly.

Now her hair is longer and her face seems to have become thinner, but she is covered in a rude and introverted and pure manner. Even if it is just a slight breath that is inadvertently revealed, it is like a deadly poisonous snake that pokes out of her head, exuding a strong and dangerous aura.

If Wang Yan was beside her at this moment, he would definitely be able to see it at a glance.

At this time, Wuya Ange finally broke through the shackles and reached the legendary S-level! And compared to the past, she seemed to be more mature and more cool at this time.

But the loneliness and loneliness between my eyebrows are still lingering.

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