Chapter 1799: Total suppression

tread! Finally, Yang Feng came to the bottom of the entire Soul Eater ladder, level 200.
After arriving here, there is no longer a passage down. Looking around, it is a large plane with no end in sight, like an endless grassland.
There are still powerful enchantments on both sides of the surrounding area, and the scarlet eyes emit a terrifying light.
Sweeping around, there are only about thirty or so, but each one contains a strong momentum.
In the 200-level purgatory, every and soul held in custody is a terrifying existence that once possessed the ability to destroy the heavens and the earth, and was called the thirty-six heavens.
As for the prison bosses between level 190 and 199 that Yang Feng had passed through, if he counted them, he would find that there were a total of 72 bosses, collectively called 72 Disha.
The big bosses detained after level 190 are collectively called 108 demons. They are dangerous people who dare not underestimate the entire six gods. They are personally guarded by the executives of the Hungry Ghost Road. Generally, there is no of death. Qualifications, not to mention the strength to come here.
But who ever thought that one day, an intern would casually break into such a forbidden place in a soul power test that the entire six gods are extremely valued?
Otherwise, the senior executives of the Hungry Ghost Road will definitely put up a sign in front of the 190-level steps, and they are not allowed to enter.
But they would never have thought that there are so many idle people in the world who have such a strong spirit power to come here.
"Yeah, it's been a long time since I saw a stranger."
In the deep gloom, a pair of cold eyes stared at Yang Feng and the other two closely, and shouted: "We were here before, and only the Hungry Ghost King came in from outside.
Unexpectedly, today, I can still see two fresh faces, hehehehe...boy, I ask you, how do you..."Bang! However, he hasn't finished his words yet, Yang Feng is already in a rush. He broke into the enchantment, kicked him in the face, and kicked the big man three miles away.
Seeing this, the other big guys around were all dumbfounded and questioned: "Hey, kid, what are you doing?
Why do you start suddenly for no reason?
Brother Wutian didn't say anything just now, did you just slap your hoof? "
"Sorry, routine!"
Glancing obliquely at the people around him, Yang Feng broke his fist and made a crackling noise: "I have developed a habit along the way, that is, I have to clean up every level of prison tyrants, otherwise I will feel uncomfortable. ."
what did you say?
The body shook, and the more than 30 prisoners were all angry.
Ahhhhhh, where's the little from here, with such a big tone, he dares to run to our site to make trouble. Usually we don't get trouble with new people. It's pretty good. Where is the courage of this girl?
Is it because he can reach level 200 and think he can run wild here?
Hum...I really don't know how to live or die, lack of practice! Boom boom boom! A wave of horror sent out one after another, and the eyes of all the big brothers exuded a strong killing intent.
At this time, when a loud noise burst, Brother Wutian made a roar, then turned into a black cloud and swept towards Yang Feng, and roared: "Little bunny, for 200 billion years, I have always stepped on others. You've been slapped like this for no reason, you are so kind."
"Then you see it now, life can be fulfilled!"
Yang Feng glanced diagonally at Wutian who was approaching extremely fast, clenched his fist, condensed his spirit power, and slammed up.
boom! The collision of the spirit powers of the two great spirits immediately shook the entire path of the hungry ghosts.
But Wutian is a level 200 ghost and god, and his spirit strength is naturally different from the dregs in front of him.
Unfortunately, he met Yang Feng this time.
As a monster whose entire soul is condensed by more than 300 gods above level 190, its soul power strength has already broken through the limit of the six gods, reaching an extremely unbelievable level of horror.
Wutian just hit him with a confident expression on his face, but he was quickly knocked out by Yang Feng's unsurpassed spirit power. He didn't realize what was going on, so he rolled his eyes white, completely confused. , The soul shivered, and there was a tendency to collapse.
"Brother Wutian!"
The other big guys were shocked and screamed. It was unbelievable. With Wutian boss's 200-level powerful spirit, he was knocked out by this at the moment of the fight.
However, although they are surprised, they are not afraid.
After all, they are level 200 big brothers, unlike the little ghosts in front of them, they are also level 200, they are equal to Wutian, and they are considered brothers on weekdays.
Now that the boss is defeated, the first thought in their minds is not to shrink back, but to swarm up, tear the new of death to pieces, and find their place for the 200-level purgatory ghosts and gods.
Ever since, these prison tyrants all rushed toward Yang Feng violently, and the depths of their eyes were full of killing intent.
Luo Hongyu on Yang Feng’s back couldn’t help being shocked by the shocking aura, and he hurriedly offered a magic whip and handed it over,
They are too crowded and their spirit power is very strong. The whip can't be dealt with.
But if you use it, it will work. "
"No need!"
Cursing his lips indifferently, Yang Feng raised his head proudly: "I, Yang Feng, walk the rivers and lakes, and I pay attention to morals.
The other party didn't use weapons, how could I use weapons first?
If I win this battle with weapons, will I not be able to win without war? "
"Now you still talk about this?"
"Of course, I can win a frame with my fists and use weapons. Doesn't that seem like I'm not good at it.
Adults fighting with a three-year-old child are already shameless. If I take a stick again, oh...Even if I am shameless, I can't be shameless to this point. "
Yang Feng smiled freely, but he was very clear in his heart.
His spirit power is equivalent to a collection of more than three hundred top realm masters, equivalent to a special force brought by him alone.
Even if you start with these prison tyrants, it is pure suppression, not even fighting.
If you still take a guy in this situation, Yang Feng feels ashamed to meet people, tusk.
A wicked light flashed in his eyes, and Yang Feng slammed a punch in the face of these prison bosses who were flooding like water.
Bang bang bang! An hour later, a group of powerful 200-level ghosts and gods all lay on the ground and groaned.
Yang Feng carried Luo Hongyu on his back, and underneath his sat a hill built by five or six big men, his face was full of joy.
"Suppressed a piece of bad land again, comfortable!"
"Wow, even if my dad is here, I don't dare to fight them like this, you are really awesome!"
Luo Hongyu was stunned to see, Yang Feng smiled dumbly, and jumped off the high hill with her on his back, walked out of the barrier, and continued to walk forward.
"By the way, this is the bottom of the ladder, right?
Keep going, is it the exit? "
"I don't know, I haven't been to such a low level.
My father said, he didn't dare to take me down here, saying that the ghosts and gods here are too fierce, and I'm afraid that one careless one won't protect me! "
"Really, it's not much stronger."
Yang Feng stood and talked without pain in his waist, he smiled and moved on: "Then you have to thank me for bringing you here, so that you can have the opportunity to take a day trip here, hahaha."
bump! Suddenly, Yang Feng was smiling, and his head hurt suddenly. He didn't know what he had hit and was instantly bounced back. When he looked intently, he saw that at this moment, what appeared in front of him was a purple mist. I don’t know how high the giant steel door is.