Chapter 1847: Grim Reaper

Worry?
What do you mean?
Yang Feng narrowed his eyes suspiciously, but did not dare to ask any more, for fear that the old man had noticed something.
The old man said nothing, and was silent.
In this way, Yang Feng suddenly became cautious.
In this way, the two masters and apprentices had their own thoughts, and they were silent.
After Yang Feng meditated for two more hours, and determined his realm and strength, he stood up and walked out.
Earlier, under the reprimands of several new Ghost King instructors, the Hungry Ghost King was utterly poor, and finally stopped setting up barriers and imprisoned Yang Feng.
Yang Feng was finally able to go out and walk around in a fair manner.
Speaking of it, since he came to Hungry Ghost Road, he has been held by the Hungry Ghost King Bianguan, and he hasn't had a chance to come out.
Now he has enough backing, full of people, and he can relax.
However, he had just stepped out of his level 171 to 180 area boundary, and he saw the busy figures of the 170 level death gods.
Different from Yang Feng's high-intensity work of taking care of tenth-level ghosts and gods, the official death gods in this family are twenty or even more than thirty people. They manage the first-level purgatory, and the work is much easier than him.
But even so, these death gods are endangering their lives every minute.
Roar! With a roar, a of death hadn't realized what was going on, a demon who was swimming in a frying pan found the opportunity, one rushed forward, rushed up from behind him, and bit his neck with one bite.
In an instant, the surging spirit power rushed into the evil spirits along the death god's neck.
what! The Grim Reaper couldn't help screaming with a hideous face. When the colleague next to him saw him, he immediately shouted: "Hey, what are you doing, let me go!"
Snapped! As he said, the man already waved the magic whip and whipped the whip on the evil spirit.
The evil spirit didn't even have time to scream, and instantly turned to ashes and disappeared.
But they didn't wait for them to breathe a sigh of relief. Suddenly, a black shadow drew across, and another desperate evil spirit rushed out from the surrounding area and bit on the man's hand holding the whip.
The man grinned at the corner of his mouth, screamed in pain, and his whole body was shocked. He wanted to throw the evil spirit away, but at some point, ten more evil spirits pounced on him, even if he bit him into a ball. .
The colleagues who were being executed not far away saw that they came to rescue in shock, but before they took two steps, they were besieged by hundreds of evil spirits and blocked their way.
Even if they have the whip in their hands, but the evil spirits are crowded and not afraid of death, these gods of death are immediately caught in a dangerous situation.
"Come on, help, the prison is rioting!"
boom! There was a loud noise, and the terrifying soul pressure swept away like a tsunami. Those evil spirits who were still ferocious and ferocious before, had not realized what was going on, they were all shaken away, and some of them were scattered on the spot.
The death gods who were besieged took their lives and looked up, only to see a strange but cool figure, holding a toothpick in its mouth, and walking in with a horoscope.
"What's the situation?
I have just been transferred a few days ago, so why don't the boys here understand the rules?
Didn’t it mean to redeem the sins honestly and voluntarily accept punishment?
Why is there a riot? "
"Fengfengfeng... Brother Feng?
Why are you back? "
The body couldn't stop shaking. When these evil spirits saw Yang Feng coming, they were so scared that their faces were pale, and they didn't dare to be mad anymore. They squatted on the ground and tremblingly recognized their mistakes.
"Sorry Brother Feng, we knew it was wrong.
We will strictly abide by the rules you set in the future, and we won't dare to be presumptuous anymore.
Don't worry, we will punish ourselves obediently now.
It’s time to go to the frying pan, to do the stretching, to do the stretching, you worry about it! "
As soon as the voice fell, the prison tyrant immediately set an example and took the lead. He threw himself into the ten-meter-diameter oil pan, then dived deeply, not daring to show his head anymore.
The rest of the evil spirits are also positive, some holding a bright red soldering iron and slamming on themselves: some holding a big knife with a ghost head and desperately chopping themselves into thin pieces; some rolling on the nail board The circle was around again, and the whole body was bloody, without saying a word, not to mention being more dedicated...Looking at this scene, the official death gods couldn't help being stupid.
"Boss, these prisoners are crazy, aren't they?
Usually they are taken to torture, all screaming, 10,000 unwilling, and some desperately resisting the riots, why are they all working so hard now? "
"It's not that they work hard, but that they are afraid of harsher punishment."
Taking a deep breath, a leader of the of death stared at Yang Feng and couldn't help but sigh: "The legendary intern of death, ghost killer, Yang Feng, Yang Sheng, today I finally saw a living person."
"What, he is the saint Yang?
The intern who suppressed the tenth-level powerful ghosts and gods with only one person? "
"Nonsense, besides him, who else can make these prisoners serve their sentences in such a humble manner?
Even the prison tyrant is honest. "
The leader of Death was so excited that he rushed towards Yang Feng in one step: "Sage Yang, sign me, I am your fan!"
"Sage Yang, also sign me!"
"And I!"
...Wow! Suddenly, a crowd of death fans gathered around, and their eyes all looked at him with awe.
Yang Feng was stunned. He never expected that he had been under house arrest by the Hungry Ghost King before. When did he become so famous and so popular among the Hungry Ghosts?
But how did he know that the title of the head of the Seven Saint Kings of Sanctuary College was already popular among the interns, which naturally made some intern tutors familiar with his name.
After that, he came to the Hungry Ghost Road and completed the arduous task of suppressing the tenth-level evil spirits with one person's power and shouldering the work of a hundred people, which is still between 171 and 180 levels.
In an instant, Yang Feng became famous for the whole hungry ghost.
All the death gods who hungry ghosts respect him as a man.
Although he felt that the job was not difficult or dangerous, it was just a piece of cake.
But in the eyes of the death gods, he has already become a legendary existence of Hungry Ghost Dao, a hero-like character.
Seeing the living again now is indeed a well-deserved reputation, and even makes the death gods even more excited.
Ever since, in this way, Yang Feng walked back along the Soul Eater Ladder, and every time he passed through the first level of purgatory, he met a fanatical death fan warmly welcomed.
If it weren't for these gods of death who were still at work and couldn't get out of their bodies, it is estimated that Yang Feng would be like an emperor's superstar in a concert now, surrounded by waves of fans and unable to get out.
But even if he came out now, the clothes on his body were already messed up by fans, and he was about to be a beggar, especially the lip prints on his face and neck, which made him feel helpless.
Alas, is even the goddess of death so wild now?
I almost didn't do it on the spot.
Fortunately, Lao Tzu was determined and held on. Lao Tzu is really a good man.
Yuchan, have you seen it?
I have withstood the test...