"Ah? The internship requirements are still so high?"

His face turned weak, and Zhao Gongming looked embarrassed: "Then do you think I can do it?"

Without an answer, the ghost just smiled mysteriously and turned around and continued to walk forward: "Come with me, in the hungry ghost realm, what kind of internship position do you want to take you and what kind of internship tutor you need to take you, it all depends on your soul

Force determines, this requires testing.”

"You two should know that our gods in the hungry ghost realm are all dealing with the soul, so they are called the God of Death. Here, we are responsible for punishing the evil ghosts who have committed sins on earth. Among these evil ghosts, there are inevitably souls.

If a strong man who has reached the highest level of strength wants to suppress them, his soul power must pass."

The ghost explained while walking.

Yang Feng and Zhao Gongming followed behind, but smiled disrespectfully: "No matter how strong the soul of the strong man in the world is, he is less than 100. Anyone who can be a saint has already broken through the hundredth level, so this is still the same.

What can’t be suppressed? Is it good that strength is not in the same dimension at all?"

"Yeah?"

With a raised eyebrows, the ghost stopped and pointed forward, "You are less than a hundred levels, it means a single person. But if there are millions of evil ghosts, you are sure you are one hundred, two three.

Can the saints of level 10 be suppressed? Even if they are the same as ants in your eyes now, don’t forget that many ants can kill the elephant!”

Roar roar roar!

Angry howls spread to Yang Feng and the others. In front of them was a staircase that reached the bottom. Wherever they passed, countless resentful souls were rushing out on both sides, but they were blocked by some barrier.

Can't rush out.

On the stairs, there are also eye-catching numbers, extending all the way to the bottom floor below. The lower the number, the larger the number, and you can't see the edges from afar.

"These evil ghosts are divided into resentful souls, wronged souls, evil ghosts, perverted ghosts, blue-faced ghosts, Rakshasa ghosts, etc. They include everything, and they are determined by the cause of their death. But no matter what category they belong to, the more resentful they become, the more resentful they become, the more resentful they become.

The stronger their soul power, the harder it is to control. And do you think that after they die in the human world, their soul power is less than a hundred levels? Some evil ghosts are very fierce. They enhance their soul power by devouring each other, and some even

He is already comparable to you saints."

Immediately afterwards, the ghost continued to introduce: "You may be more than enough to deal with one or two. But you think you can still win against these powerful spirits in groups.

Are you in charge? Especially because of their deep resentment, it can easily affect your soul fluctuations, even your heart of Tao, and destroy your Taoist tradition. In that way, you will have to enter the six realms of reincarnation and reincarnate and practice again.

It is hard to say whether one can cultivate a saint again."

ah?

With a thrust of face, Zhao Gongming was immediately frightened and staggered: "Really, false? These ghosts have such great power? Can even destroy the foundation of our saints?"

"Of course there is no possibility of one or two, but it is hard to say that these tens of millions or even hundreds of millions of them are. Their resentment will affect your holy heart. There are already many saints who have ruined their future in their lives on this road.

well."

Gudu!

After swallowing his saliva with difficulty, Zhao Gongming turned pale with fear and looked at Yang Feng and said, "Sage Yang, what should we do here?"

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

The ghost grinned: "Whether to retreat or take another try, it depends on your own decision."

Hmm!

Zhao Gongming hesitated a little, but Yang Feng shrugged indifferently and walked straight down: "What's the big deal? We are gods, are we still afraid of ghosts? Tell!"

"Hey, Saint Yang, wait for me!"

After Zhao Gongming hesitated for a while, he saw that Yang Feng was about to walk away, so he hurriedly caught up with him, but his legs were trembling a little.

Looking at their slowly moving figures, the ghost smiled slightly and shouted: "The further we go, the stronger the resentment of those evil ghosts will be, and the more severe the impact it has on your souls. If you really can't hold on, stop,

Stomp three times at the ground, yell at 'I'm a coward', and you can leave."

"Thank you, Lord Ghost, for reminding us, we understand!"

"The genius is going to shout, cut it."

Zhao Gongming turned around with gratitude and hugged his fists, but Yang Feng didn't even look back and raised his hand and raised his middle finger to express his contempt for the spell.

Woo woo woo woo woo!

The wind blew, and Yang Feng and the others walked down for more than twenty levels. Suddenly, a strange roar drifted in their ears, and countless ferocious faces were spreading their teeth and claws on both sides.

Zhao Gongming held Yang Feng's sleeves stiffly, his wrists trembling: "Sage Yang, you said

Can these ghosts’ resentment really destroy our hearts?”

"I'm only leaving level 26 now, so it's so early. What are you afraid of? Look at the little ghosts around you. Even if they get together, their soul power is as weak as an ants. How can it affect you? Don't scare yourself."

"No, Shengren Yang. Although these ghosts are still weak now, the further down, the stronger the power of those ghosts will be. In the end, the spiritual power of those resentment is so strong that it can affect my heart of Tao, I will not

Is it ruined?"

The brows frowned deeply, and Zhao Gongming sighed: "I am just an ordinary saint, with no background and not high qualifications. I have been practicing for 7,658 generations before I can barely reach the level of a saint, and the holy realm

The college almost stopped accepting me. If the college did not accept me, I would be just an ordinary civil servant in the divine realm. Now I can study in the college and have the opportunity to become a senior executive of the Six Paths. I cannot give up easily. If my Taoist heart is destroyed here

, I don’t know how many more lifetimes it will take to come back, alas.”

Rolling his eyes, Yang Feng didn't go to see him: "Old Zhao, if you are really worried, just stop here. It happens to be level 37, a very safe place. But I want to remind you that wealth and honor are in danger. If you are

If you stop in this so-called safe area, I promise you are still an ordinary civil servant and cannot be a senior executive of Liudao.”

"That……"

Scratching his head, Zhao Gongming hesitated for a moment: "I'll walk forward?"

"Yeah, let's go!"

Nodding, Yang Feng glanced at him and suddenly smiled evilly: "The old man is taking a walk, go? Humph, you keep going, I'm going to run away."

Swish!

As he said that, Yang Feng had already run downwards. Zhao Gongming was shocked and hurriedly chased after him, saying hurriedly: "Sage Yang, don't run away, wait for me, let's slow down, otherwise it will be too dangerous."

Woo woo woo woo woo!

The evil ghost's wailing was still roaring in the ears of the two, but Yang Feng ignored it completely and ran down like crazy. He looked back at Zhao Gongming who was anxious and sweating profusely, with a teasing look on his face.

.

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

Yang Feng still had no feelings about the sounds around him, but Zhao Gongming felt his body sinking, as if a thousand kilograms of force were pressing on him, and his heart suddenly became tight.
Chapter completed!