"Why are you?"

Yan Feng is still very familiar with these faces. No matter what, he was a classmate who had been studying for two years. There were ten people crowded together, just five men and five women. W√wくW★.

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"We don't know either. We're here when we open our eyes. Yan Feng, it's been a long time since we saw you in class."

The person who spoke was a male student with pockmarks on his face, wearing a black pajamas, which was obviously brought to him when he was sleeping. Yan Feng remembered that this person, whose name was Zuo Kun, had a good relationship with him. He often came to the dormitory to visit him when he was in school.

“I have something to do recently.”

Yan Feng frowned and glanced at the other nine. To be honest, he knew the other four men, but only two of the five women could name them. After all, in college... there were not many classes together, and Yan Feng usually worked part-time outside.

Unlike high school, each class is as familiar with each other.

And it is obvious that except for two of these women who smiled slightly at her, the other three pretended not to know her. They were not familiar with her anyway and were too lazy to say hello.

There is one of the three. Yan Feng knew that this girl had been disagreeing with her for a while. She was a rich and beautiful woman. She always looked down on her as a courier. Even if she was in this situation, she still looked down on her and looked arrogant.

At this moment, a figure came from the sky of the hall, wearing a black robe, followed by hundreds of ghosts, and some female ghosts wearing exposed charm...

Devil...!

Yan Feng's pupils shrank, and the aura on this figure was definitely not something that ghosts and demons could possess!

Suddenly, hundreds of thousands of life souls began to riot and scream, and Yan Feng's side was no exception.

Looking at this scene, the five girls were already scared, especially the white and rich beauty, who were so scared that their lips were trembling. The same was true for these men. Who had ever seen such a posture?

Zuo Kun was so scared that he lay on the ground and did not dare to look up.

"noob."

Yan Feng looked at Bai Mi beside him, Bai Mi nodded, and each person and wolf lay down and tried to hide as much as possible.

"Can you tell which level of the Demon Locking Tower is?" Yan Feng asked in a voice.

"No, the three layers of the eighteen spaces on the Demon Locking Tower are all unique. I think the momentum of this demon should not be the seventh floor!"

Bai Mi talked to Yan Feng in his heart.

"Yan Feng, aren't you afraid?" Zuo Kun lay beside Yan Feng, frowned at Yan Feng, but he was different from others, without any panic.

"Scared?" Yan Feng turned his head and looked at Zuo Kun, and couldn't help but smile.

What is fear? I haven't felt this way for a long time.

In these days, I have never been on the line of life and death. I am afraid of this kind of mentality. In my life, the greatest thing is death... I have even survived the underworld's swords and fires, so why are I afraid of death?

Yan Feng turned his gaze to the demon who came in the air. He saw the demon walking to the top of the hall, scanning the hundreds of thousands of souls in the hall, and couldn't help laughing.

The sound is harsh and harsh, and falling into the ears is simply torture.

"I, I finally... can finally go out. This damn demon lock tower has been for a thousand years, a whole thousand years!"

"Congratulations to the cave master and congratulations to the cave master!"

Several ghosts and demons around the demon knelt down and bowed to the ground.

"Congratulations to the cave master!" All the ghost soldiers and demons in the entire hall knelt on the ground. These ghosts and demons were locked in the demon lock tower with their masters back then. If the master was not free, they would always follow him. At this moment, the master was expected to break out, so they were naturally excited.

“The Master of the Cave…”

Yan Feng frowned slightly. It was another thousand years ago... What happened to Mao was a thousand years ago!

"Master, here are the souls of 300,000 mortals. They are monsters in the middle third level who break through the seals and teleport through your method everywhere. As long as the master devours them at the same time, gathers the extremely powerful soul power, and breaks through this Jingmen, it is no problem!"

A close-fitting ghost demon said respectfully beside the demon, his voice full of flattery.

"The cave master and slave said, sooner or later, you will leave this damn place." A female ghost was dressed in a poor body, and her whole body was almost pressed against the demon, and she said coquettishly.

"This damn door!"

The demon waved his hand suddenly, and a ghost energy rushed towards the sky of the hall. A roar caused a scream of 300,000 souls of life.

A blue-blue door appeared in the sky of the hall, and a word of scenery inside it was scattered with golden light.

This is the exit of this space and the scenic gate among the eighteen gates.

“The eighth floor!”

The moment he saw the inside character, Bai Mi made a judgment.

“The eighth floor…”

"Xiaobai, can you find a way to contact people outside?" Yan Feng remembered that Zhang Dongqing said he would stay outside the Demon Locking Tower for the rest of his life. Once there was any movement in the Demon Locking Tower, he would definitely notice it.

Otherwise, it would be impossible for me and Bai Mi to stop the demons from living in the ghosts and demons, and they might have accidentally taken their lives.

Yan Feng is not afraid of death, but he cannot die now. Xueer has not been found yet, so how can he die!

"The Demon Locking Tower is a united person unless the spiritual power in the tower riots."

Bai Mi's eyes had a cold look, and there was no other way except this method.

Obviously, this ghost demon wanted to exchange the power of the Broken Jingmen with the souls of these 300,000 people.

The demon slowly stretched out his hand, and a black light lit up in the palm of his hand. Then, a black vortex appeared. Accompanied by the demon's laughter, the black vortex became bigger and bigger.

The appearance of the black vortex, the entire 300,000 life-like souls began to fall into extreme panic, but they could not escape at all. An invisible force tightly bound them.

Yan Feng turned slightly and looked at the ten people in his class, especially the five women, who were all slumped on the ground at this moment, with their pupils dilated, their legs shaking.

When Yan Feng looked at them, the ten people also looked at Yan Feng, and they were all surprised, because Yan Feng had no panic on his face, and some of them were solemn.

"It's fate that everyone is a classmate."

Yan Feng whispered, biting his fingers, blood rushing, and he pointed at him and landed on the back of Zuo Kun's hand beside him, and quickly drew a blood thunder curse.

"Take out your hands." Yan Feng spoke lightly. The other nine people had been scared to death. They didn't care about so much. They all took it out when they heard Yan Feng's words.

"Why, don't you?" Yan Feng looked at the last one, which was the rich and beautiful woman. I have to say that this girl is indeed beautiful, but she is really arrogant.

"Then forget it!"

"Hey, don't!" A fair hand reached in front of Yan Feng, and Yan Feng frowned and drew a blood thunder curse on her.

"This is a talisman that condenses my blood. Everyone, life and death are destined to be born. I hope that we can meet again outside after today."

After saying that, Yan Feng stood up in the horrified eyes of these ten people, turned to look at the ghost demon on the platform. At this moment, all the souls of life were lying down, and Yan Feng stood up, which was particularly eye-catching. In an instant, the ghost demon's eyes gathered on him.

Not only the ghosts and demons, but also the ghosts, demons and soldiers present, the eyes of 300,000 souls of life, and the eyes of everyone in Nancheng University, Yan Feng's body where they gathered.

In the group of souls, a middle-aged fat man from the Mediterranean, with a look of despair at this moment, you can see words on the ground, with Wang Qi's name written on it...

But when he looked up, his expression was excited, and surprise flowed out in his eyes, and the fire of hope.

"Master Yan..."

This person is Wang Hai.

"You have a lot of money to open a door for you with the lives of 300,000 people."

Yan Feng smiled at the corner of his mouth, and walked towards the demon step by step, and the souls on both sides automatically made way.

A wolf roar!

The little white wolf beside Yan Feng instantly transformed into the wolf king in the fire, and the fiery red flame soared into the sky.

"Who are you?"

"I?"

Yan Feng smiled slightly, slowly pulled out the Jue Di Sword on his back, suddenly raised his head, Yin and Yang flowed, and the red ink fire flames circled up! The sword pointed to the ghosts and demons!

"Do you care who I am!"
Chapter completed!