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Chapter 1,787 The Soul-Eating Staircase

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    "Huh? The requirements for internships are still so high?"

    Zhao Gongming's face shrank, and he looked embarrassed: "Then do you think I can do it?"

    There was no answer. The ghost just smiled mysteriously, then turned around and continued walking forward: "Follow me, in the hungry ghost path, what kind of internship position you want to be in, and what kind of internship instructor you want to take you, all depends on your soul.  Determined by force, this needs to be tested.¡±

    "You two should know that our hungry ghost gods deal with souls, so they are called gods of death. Here, we are responsible for punishing evil ghosts who have committed crimes in the world. Among these evil ghosts, there are inevitably souls  If you want to suppress the strong ones who have cultivated their strength to the extreme, your soul power must pass the test."

    The ghost explained as he walked.

    Yang Feng and Zhao Gongming followed behind, but they smiled indifferently: "No matter how strong the soul of the strong man in the world is, it is still less than 100 levels. Anyone who can be a saint has already exceeded the 100 level in soul power. This is still  What can't be suppressed? The strength is not in the same dimension at all, okay?"

    "Yeah?"

    With a raised brow, the ghost stopped in his tracks, pointed forward and said, "When you say less than a hundred levels, you mean alone. But if there are hundreds of millions of evil ghosts, are you sure that you 123  Can the tenth-level saints be suppressed? Even though they are no different from ants in your eyes now, don¡¯t forget that even too many ants can kill an elephant!"

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    A roar of anger echoed in the ears of Yang Feng and the two of them. In front of them was a staircase that led directly to the bottom floor. Wherever they passed, there were countless resentful souls on both sides biting and trying to rush out, but they were blocked by some barrier.  Can't get out.

    And on the steps of the stairs, there are also eye-catching numbers marked, which extend all the way to the bottom floor below. The lower you go, the bigger the numbers are, and you can't see them in the distance.

    "These evil ghosts are divided into resentful ghosts, wronged ghosts, fierce ghosts, lustful ghosts, green-faced ghosts, Rakshasa ghosts, etc. They are all-encompassing, and there are all kinds of ghosts, depending on the cause of their death. But no matter what category they belong to, the more resentful they are.  Yes, the stronger their soul power is, the harder it is to control. And do you think that after their death in the human world, their soul power is less than level 100? Some evil ghosts are very fierce. They increase their soul power by devouring each other, and some even  Already on par with saints like you."

    Immediately afterwards, Ghost continued to introduce: "It may be more than enough for you to deal with one or two. But do you think you can still win against these groups of powerful spirits? Especially since they have deep resentments, which can easily affect you.  The fluctuations in your soul may even affect your Taoist heart and destroy your Taoist tradition. In that case, you will have to enter the six paths of reincarnation again and be reincarnated to cultivate again. It is difficult to say whether you will be able to cultivate to a saint again in the future."

    ah?

    With a twitch in his face, Zhao Gongming staggered in fright: "Really or not? Are these ghosts so powerful? Can they even destroy the foundation of our saints?"

    "Of course it's not possible for one or two, but it's hard to say for tens of millions or even hundreds of millions. Their resentment will affect your Sacred Heart. There have been many saints who have ruined their life's future on this road.  well."

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    Swallowing hard, Zhao Gongming turned pale with fright. He looked at Yang Feng and said, "Sage Yang, this place is so dangerous, what should we do?"

    "Some people stop here, but there is no internship. And you can't participate in the next four internships. In other words, your career and strength stop here."

    The ghost grinned: "It's up to you to decide whether you want to retreat from the difficulties or give it another try."

    Well!

    Zhao Gongming hesitated a little, but Yang Feng shrugged nonchalantly and walked straight down: "What's the big deal? We are gods, are we still afraid of ghosts? Oh no!"

    "Hey, Saint Yang, wait for me!"

    After Zhao Gongming hesitated for a while, he saw that Yang Feng was almost gone, so he hurried to catch up, but his legs were a little trembling.

    Looking at their figures slowly walking away, the ghost smiled slightly and shouted: "The further you go down, the stronger the resentment of those evil ghosts will be, and the more severe the impact on your soul will be. If you really can't hold on, stop.  Stomp your foot to the ground three times, yell 'I'm a coward' and you can leave."

    "Thank you, Lord Ghost, for reminding me, we know it!"

    "It's the devil who wants to shout, okay."

    Zhao Gongming turned around with a grateful face and clasped his fists, but Yang Feng didn't even look back. He raised his hand and raised his middle finger to express his contempt for this spell.

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    In the yin wind, Yang Feng walked down two.A few levels up, I suddenly heard a strange whistling in my ears, and countless ferocious faces bared their teeth and claws on both sides.

    Zhao Gongming stiffly held on to Yang Feng's sleeve, his wrists trembling: "Sage Yang, do you think the resentment of these ghosts can really destroy our Taoist heart?"

    "You've only reached level 26 now. It's very early. What are you afraid of? Look at the little devils around you. Even if they get together, their soul power is as weak as that of ants. How can they affect you? Don't scare yourself."

    "No, Saint Yang. Although these ghosts are still very weak now, the farther down, the stronger the power of those ghosts. What if in the end, the spiritual power of those resentments is strong enough to affect my Taoist heart, I will not  Is it ruined?¡±

    Frowning deeply, Zhao Gongming sighed: "I am just an ordinary saint with no background and low qualifications. I have practiced for seven thousand six hundred and fifty-eight lifetimes before I can reach the level of a saint. And in the holy realm  The college almost didn't accept me. If the college didn't accept me, I would be just an ordinary civil servant in the God Realm. Now that I can study in the college and have the opportunity to become a high-level official in the Six Paths, I can't give up easily. If my Taoist heart is destroyed here  , I don¡¯t know how many more lives it will take before I can come back again, alas.¡±

    Rolling his eyes, Yang Feng did not look at him: "Old Zhao, if you are really worried, just stop here. It is exactly level 37, a very safe place. But I want to remind you that wealth can only be found in danger. If you are here  If you stop in this so-called safe area, I guarantee that you will still be an ordinary civil servant and cannot be a senior executive of Six Paths."

    "That¡­¡­"

    Scratching his head, Zhao Gongming hesitated for a moment: "Should I go further?"

    "Well, let's go!"

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    Speaking, Yang Feng had running down a big step. Zhao Gongming was shocked and hurriedly chased. He said anxiously: "Saint Yang, don't run, wait for me, let's be slower, otherwise it is too dangerous."

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    The wail of the evil ghost was still roaring in their ears, but Yang Feng ignored it completely and ran down like crazy. He looked back at Zhao Gongming who was anxiously sweating profusely from time to time, with a teasing look on his face.  .

    In the blink of an eye, the two of them had already passed a hundred steps.

    Yang Feng still felt nothing about the sounds around him, but Zhao Gongming felt his body sink, as if there was a huge force pressing on him, and his heart suddenly became tense.

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