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In fact, his strength reaches Wang Yan's level and is proficient in blood evolution techniques. He has a much better understanding of his genes and bloodline than scientists. He can transform his body from a human to a purgatory demon. It is simply a breeze to change his appearance and temperament.

"Boss, our identity has been revealed." Chi Huo said with a fierce look on the side, "Fight with the people on earth."

As soon as these words were spoken, three colleagues from the State Council were very nervous and all took out their weapons.

"You're a big-headed ghost." Wang Yan praised him angrily, and then said politely to his colleagues, "It's still very simple to prove my identity. You can call Director Linghu."

These colleagues are all doing things in accordance with the rules and regulations, so Wang Yan certainly won’t make things difficult for them. Real life is not a novel, so he always pretends to be slapped in the face or something.

The colleagues suspiciously asked the bureau, and it took a long time to prove Wang Yan's "innocence".

But in this way, Wang Yan's plan to return the "ball" in a low-key manner was ruined. Some friends rushed over with their own magical powers to welcome Wang Yan and other things.

Especially Wang Yan’s two best buddies, Scud and Rag Bear, they directly pulled Wang Yan and Chi Huo into the TV, eating and drinking while crying and howling.

The guy Chihuo soon became obsessed with the entertainment facilities of the Earthlings. He quickly got along with his colleagues such as Scud, and called his brothers with his shoulders and backs, saying that he should find some "serious" places to entertain his brothers from afar.

Wang Yan was really unable to bear them, so he threw Chihuo to Scud and the others to entertain him, and disappeared after a flash.

The earth plane has much less gravity than the hell plane, and the surrounding three-dimensional space crystal walls are also weaker. Wang Yan flashed silently in just a moment.

Not long after, Wang Yan arrived at another city several hundred kilometers away.

It was a crossroads.

Thinking back to the beginning, Wang Yan was hit by a tiny meteorite at this intersection, which changed his life since then. But at that time he didn't know at all what that small "liquid meteorite" was?

Only now did he realize that it was not a liquid meteorite at all. That thing probably contained a drop of essence and blood inherited from the bloodline of the Fire God Zhurong.

This time when I return to Earth, in addition to coming back to see and rest, the primary goal is to go to the universe and find the traces of the Vulcan Zhurong.

Now the earth is facing an extremely huge crisis, but there is no god to protect it, and the danger will be extremely dangerous next.

When he reaches Wang Yan's level, if he wants to break through again, he can only become a god. If he wants to become a god, he will be determined to find Zhu Rong's traces.

Wang Yan was thinking while strolling on the street.

Over the years, the changes around here have been very big. Even the convenience store opened by Uncle Pao was closed, and a big word for dismantling was written in paint.

Thinking about it, Wang Yan met Uncle Pao here and formed a relationship between master and apprentice.

But at that time, Wang Yan couldn't understand why Uncle Pao, the best expert on Earth, had to squat in the convenience store to pretend to be an ordinary person. But now that I think about it, Wang Yan understands a little bit.

Once the superpower reaches the legendary level, it has become a land god. When it reaches the semi-god level, it is called a celestial immortal in China.

Such a character has long been separated from the mortal world and is above him.

The world you come into contact with is also completely different from that of ordinary people. Over time, your mentality may gradually collapse, and you will become obsessed with it and treat mortals like ants that can be killed by randomly killing them.

In fact, many superpowers take the evil path because of their broken mentality, which completely separates themselves from ordinary people.

Instead, Uncle Pao returned to his ordinary life and lived a life of food, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea. Not only did he experience his state of mind, but he also made him accumulate and break through to the demigod level and become the number one master on earth.

Wang Yan thinks about it now that Uncle Pao is actually very powerful.

Just as Wang Yan was muttering Uncle Pao.

Deep in the earth's mantle.

This is a world of purgated purgatory, a sea of ​​flames. Occasionally, there will be some huge continental plates floating in the slurry. These continental plates are all ancient continents that sink underground when the plates hit.

Here, the pressure is extremely high, the temperature is extremely high, and there are sometimes slurry columns soaring into the sky.

Logically speaking, even the most advanced ground drilling machines in this place cannot be reached.

However, on a mainland plate that was unknown many years ago, an extremely small human was sitting upright on it, almost integrated with the slurry with extremely high surrounding pressure and extremely high temperature.

The human being was a middle-aged man with extraordinary demeanor, and the burning aura around him seemed to be like the reincarnation of the Fire God.

Suddenly, he sneezes a few times, and the surrounding slurry was squeezed out in the opposite direction, forming a transparent ball space. He couldn't help but rub his nose and muttered, "Which bastard is behind me, Jinglei, who is talking bad about me?" It's okay if he doesn't say anything, but as soon as he speaks, a wretched uncle's aura is instantly revealed.

He frowned and calculated, and his face changed drastically: "No, is it that little bastard who was returning to Earth?" In an instant, his expression became extremely nervous.

That's right, this vulgar middle-aged man is Cao Jingluo, the former "No. 1 Master on Earth". But now, as Wang Yan practices to the peak of the demigod, he has given up his position to the level of the Great Demon King.

Cao Jingluo looked nervous: "Xiao Yan's debt collector is back. Should I go out or continue practicing?"

Cultivation, that's right.

Since Cao Jinglei returned from hell, he felt the huge pressure from his precious disciple overtaking. In order to maintain his master's dignity, he immediately entered the slurry underground and worked hard to practice. This progress was a thousand miles a day, and he could be called the son of the plane.

The biggest motivation for his cultivation is to cultivate to the peak level of the demigod as soon as possible, so as to continue to maintain a leading position in front of his disciples and regain his master's power.

More importantly, he should re-express his wife, Concubine Linghu Yao, and let him know that Cao Jingluo is also a well-known and good man, and the son of the plane of the earth, and the kind of person who can be a savior.

I wouldn't let my wife sigh all day long, saying that she only regretted that Xiao Yan was decades later.

Suddenly, deep in the core of the earth, it pulsated like the heart of life. The pulsation continued to spread out along the magma and was felt by Cao Jinglei.

His body shook, his expression became solemn, and he had already practiced the Pure Yang Divine Art that had reached its peak.

After a long time, the pulsation became stronger and stronger, as thick as the evening drum and morning bell.

Cao Jingluo also completely entered a state of selflessness, as if he was integrated with the entire earth, and his heart pulsed with the earth's beating. The thick essence and blood in his body flowed and stirred like lead and mercury magma.

That feeling was like Cao Jingluo himself turned into a small earth, and his heart was the core of the earth.

The vitality and momentum of the whole person are constantly sublimating.

After a long time, he suddenly opened his eyes and shouted in surprise, "I understand, I understand."

The breakthrough path has been found.

For a moment, Cao Jinglei was in tears. After many years, he had already practiced the Pure Yang Divine Art, known as the four major magical skills of the earth, and had already practiced to the ninth level early and became the number one master on earth.

However, this was also an extremely huge obstacle in front of him.

There is no way to go.

Why did Lu Zu go far away from home back then? That's it that he has reached the extreme, and he wants to go out to find a new path?

The same is true for Cao Jingluo.

If it wasn't for the fact that one little friend had achieved a demigod with the help of various wonderful methods, if it wasn't for the disciples who brought too much pressure and stimulation to him.

Cao Jingluo may be content with the status quo and be the best expert on earth. If you can break through, you can break through, and if you can't break through, it's fine.

But now, Cao Jingluo finally found the way, a road to a higher level.

"Concubine Yao, I understand for my husband." Cao Jinglei's eyes were filled with tears of joy, and he murmured, "Everything you did was to motivate for your husband, and everything was to do for your husband's good. Concubine Yao, thank you~"

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"I don't know how Uncle Pao is?" Wang Yan looked at the convenience store that was about to be demolished and sighed more and more. Thinking of all the past few days, he couldn't help but sigh, hoping that Uncle Pao would not become depressed because of the previous setbacks in the Abyss.

To deal with this global crisis and serve as the unified command of the Global Disaster Resistance Committee, we must rely on "respected" seniors like Uncle Cannon.

Although his strength is already a bit out of date, he is still an old senior after all.

At the same time, Cao Jinglei, who was breaking through, started to sneeze again, and sneeze repeatedly, and couldn't help but rub his nose and said, "Concubine Yao, I know that you miss you as a husband, please be more patient."

Let me not mention Uncle Pao.

Wang Yan continued to walk on the street, feeling the long-lost customs of humanity. His feelings for this city were no less than the ones he was born in. Because he went to college for four years and worked for half a year here.

In this city, not only is his first love buried, but he also met Uncle Pao here, which completely changed his life.

Now is the time to take a walk after supper, and there are a lot of people coming and going on the street.

Some were walking with dogs, some young couples were walking sweetly with their hands in hand, and some elderly people ran to dance square dance.

The huge crisis facing the earth does not seem to be reflected in ordinary people.

Just for now, all the killings and responsibilities have been taken on by superheroes such as Wang Yan.

Perhaps one day, the abyss demon will tear out countless holes in the space and descend on the earth like a tide, completely breaking the peaceful life of everyone.

But Wang Yan hopes that this day will come later.
Chapter completed!