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Chapter 1847 Death Idol

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    Yang Feng narrowed his eyes suspiciously, but did not dare to ask any more questions, for fear that the old man would notice something.  The old man said nothing more and remained silent.

    Just like that, Yang Feng suddenly became cautious.

    So and so, the master and the apprentice both had their own thoughts and fell silent.

    After Yang Feng meditated for another two hours and determined his realm and strength, he stood up and walked out.

    ????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????The Hungry Ghost King finally stopped setting up a barrier and imprisoned Yang Feng, he couldn't say anything.

    Yang Feng was finally able to go out and walk openly.

    Speaking of which, ever since he came to the Hungry Ghost Realm, he has been detained by the Hungry Ghost King and has not had a chance to come out for a walk.  Now that he has enough backing and enough troops, he can relax a bit.

    But as soon as he stepped out of his level 171 to level 180 area, he saw the busy figures of the level 170 reapers.

    Unlike Yang Feng, who has a high-intensity job of taking care of tenth-level ghosts and gods by himself, this official death god has more than 20 or even 30 people, managing the first-level purgatory, and his work is much easier than him.

    But even so, these gods of death are in danger of their lives every minute.

    Roar!

    With a roar, before a god of death could realize what was going on, an evil ghost swimming in the oil pan found the opportunity, swooped up from behind, and bit him on the neck.

    In an instant, surging soul power surged into the evil ghost's body along the neck of the God of Death.

    ah!

    The god of death couldn¡¯t help but scream, with a ferocious face. When the colleague next to him saw it, he immediately shouted: ¡°Hey, what are you doing? Let me go!¡±

    Snapped!

    As he said that, the man had already swung the magic whip and struck the evil ghost with one whip.

    The evil ghost didn¡¯t even have time to howl before it instantly turned into ashes and disappeared.

    But before they could breathe a sigh of relief, suddenly a black shadow flashed across, and another evil spirit that didn't want to die sprang out from around them, biting the man's hand holding the whip.

    The man grinned and screamed in pain. His whole body was shaken with soul power. He wanted to throw the evil ghost away, but at some point, ten more evil ghosts pounced on him and bit him into a ball.  .

    When colleagues who were executing the execution not far away saw him, they all came to the rescue in shock. However, before they even took two steps, they were besieged by hundreds of evil spirits and blocked their way.

    Even though they had divine whips in their hands, the evil spirits were outnumbered and not afraid of death, so these gods of death were immediately in danger.

    "Come on, help, there's a riot in the prison!"

    Boom!

    There was a loud noise, and the terrifying soul pressure immediately swept away like a tsunami. The evil ghosts who were still ferocious before could not realize what was going on, but they were all shaken away, and some even lost their souls on the spot.

    Those besieged Death Gods saved their lives and looked up, only to see a strange but cool figure walking in casually with a toothpick in his mouth and a figure-footed step.

    "What's going on here? I've just been transferred out a few days ago, why don't the kids here not understand the rules? Didn't I agree to atone for my sins honestly and accept the punishment voluntarily? Why did they start a riot?  "

    "Feng FengfengBrother Feng? Why are you back?"

    Their bodies couldn't help but tremble. When these evil spirits saw Yang Feng coming, they immediately turned pale with fright and peeed. They no longer dared to be arrogant and hurriedly knelt on the ground one by one, tremblingly recognizing their mistake.

    "I'm sorry, Brother Feng, we know we were wrong. We will strictly abide by the rules you set in the future, and we will never dare to be arrogant again. Don't worry, we will punish ourselves obediently now. Get out of the frying pan when it's time, and stretch when it's time."  It¡¯s time to stretch, don¡¯t worry about it!¡±

    As soon as he finished speaking, the prison bully immediately set an example and took the lead. He jumped into the large oil pot with a diameter of ten meters and dived deeply, never daring to show his head again.

    The other evil ghosts were also positive and positive. Some of them hit themselves with red irons; some of them took ghost-headed swords and chopped themselves into pieces desperately; some rolled on the nail board.  Circle after circle, until the whole body is dripping with blood, without saying a word, not to mention how dedicated he is

    Looking at this scene, the official gods of death couldn¡¯t help but feel dumbfounded.

    "Boss, these prisoners are all crazy, aren't they? When we usually take them to be tortured, they all scream and scream. Ten thousand of them are reluctant, and some of them don't want their lives.You still resisted the riots, why are you so hardworking and uncomplaining now?  "

    ¡°It¡¯s not that they work hard without complaint, it¡¯s that they are afraid of encountering more severe punishment.¡±

    Taking a deep breath, one of the leading Shinigami stared at Yang Feng closely and couldn't help but sigh: "The legendary trainee Shinigami, ghost killer, Yang Feng, Yang Sage, today I finally saw a living person."

    "What, he is that Saint Yang? The intern who suppressed ten-level powerful ghosts and gods with only one person's power?"

    "Nonsense, besides him, who else can make these prisoners serve their sentences in such a humble manner? Even the prison bully is honest."

    The leading Death God was so excited that he rushed towards Yang Feng: "Yang Shengren, sign your name for me, I am your fan!"

    ¡°Shengren Yang, sign your name for me too!¡±

    "And I!"

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    In an instant, a group of Death God fans gathered around, looking at him with reverence in their eyes.

    Yang Feng was startled. He never expected that he had been under house arrest by the Hungry Ghost King. When did he become so famous and so popular among the Hungry Ghosts and the Gods of Death?

    But how did he know that his title as the leader of the Seven Saint Kings of Sanctuary Academy was already popular among the interns, which naturally made some intern instructors familiar with his name.

    After that, he came to the Hungry Ghost Path and completed the arduous task of suppressing level 10 evil ghosts with one person's strength and shouldering the work of hundreds of people. It was still a high level of difficulty between 171 and 180.

    In an instant, Yang Feng became famous throughout the Hungry Ghost Dao.

    ¡°All the gods of death in the realm of hungry ghosts respect him as a man.

    Although he thinks this job is not difficult or dangerous, it is just a piece of cake.  But in the eyes of all the Shinigami, he has become a legendary being and a heroic figure in the Hungry Ghost Realm.

    Now that I saw a living person again, it was indeed well-deserved, which made all the gods of death even more excited.

    So, just like that, Yang Feng walked back along the Soul-Eating Stairs. Every time he passed through a level of purgatory, he met a fanatical Death God fan who warmly welcomed him.

    If it weren¡¯t for these gods of death who were still at work and couldn¡¯t get away, Yang Feng would have been like a superstar at a concert, surrounded by waves of fans, unable to get out.

    But even if he comes out now, his clothes have been torn apart by fans and he is almost looking like a beggar. Especially the lip marks on his face and neck make him feel helpless.

    ¡°Alas, is even the female God of Death so wild now?  I almost did it on the spot.  Fortunately, I am strong-willed and can hold on. I am such a good man.

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