After Mu Feng absorbed the essence in the central circle on the second floor, he continued to move towards the upper floor.
The soul pressure of the third and fourth levels had no impact on Mu Feng at all, and his pace did not even slow down.
And he also absorbed two layers of essence in succession, and the writings in the central circles of these two layers were "Tai" and "Star" respectively.
"Tai Shang Tai Xing?"
Mu Feng murmured to himself, took a step forward, and climbed up the stairs to the fifth floor. .??.
The soul pressure on the fifth level is obviously much stronger than the first four levels, but to Mu Feng, it is nothing.
At this moment, two figures were sitting cross-legged on the fifth level. They looked quite painful, and they were silently enduring the pressure of this level's souls.
When Mu Feng stepped onto the fifth floor, he naturally attracted the attention of these two people.
"Mu Feng?"
The two of them looked at Mu Feng in unison, their eyes full of surprise.
After Mu Feng didn't come up, they all thought that Mu Feng was too young and his soul power was far inferior to them, so they secretly laughed at Mu Feng.
Now, Mu Feng actually caught up, which made both of their faces burn.
Mu Feng glanced at the two people, without any thought of saying hello, and walked straight to the central circle.
Naturally, he knew these two people. They were two heavenly masters from Ziyun Kingdom and Sunset Kingdom, both of whom were middle-level heavenly masters.
"He is actually completely unaffected by the pressure of the fifth-level soul?"
The two heavenly masters saw that Mu Feng's steps were easy and he walked majestically to the center of the fifth floor, which naturally made their hearts tremble.
Mu Feng used the Soul Resurrection Technique, causing the corresponding word 'Ying' to appear in the central circle on the fifth floor, and then a surge of energy poured into Mu Feng's body.
Mu Feng's eyes showed a cheerful look, and with the help of essence, the wounds in his soul were gradually healing.
After absorbing the essence, the word 'Ying' floated out and was imprinted on the back of his hand.
After doing this, Mu Feng showed no regrets and quickly headed towards the sixth floor.
"How powerful is this guy's soul?"
The two Heavenly Masters looked at each other with shock in their eyes.
The soul pressure of the fifth level was enough to make a mid-level heavenly master like them breathless, but Mu Feng had no effect at all.
On the sixth level, there are three heavenly masters, namely Ziyun Kingdom, Tianluo Kingdom and Sunset Kingdom.
They were also shocked when they saw Mu Feng rushing up to the sixth floor.
But Mu Feng ignored them at all. After absorbing the essence of this layer and collecting the corresponding handwriting, he stepped towards the seventh layer.
boom!
The pressure on the seventh level has reached a terrifying level.
As soon as Mu Feng stepped onto the seventh floor, his body stagnated and his knees were slightly bent, as if there was a mountain pressing on his body.
The moment Mu Feng stepped onto the seventh floor, Cang Zhiyong, who was sitting cross-legged not far away, slowly opened his eyes.
"Huh? Mu Feng? How can you climb to the seventh floor?"
Cang Zhiyong stared at Mu Feng closely and said in disbelief.
"It's ridiculous! You can go to the seventh floor, why can't I?"
Mu Feng sneered, ignored Cang Zhiyong, and walked quickly to the central circle.
"This guy...isn't affected by soul pressure at all?"
Cang Zhiyong watched Mu Feng pass by him, walking as fast as flying, and his pupils shrank into needles.
"Sure enough, the higher you go, the more energy you have!"
After Mu Feng used the soul-reviving technique to untie the writings in the center circle of the seven layers, a richer essence than the first six layers rushed towards his face and poured into his body.
"Mu Feng! What are you doing?"
Cang Zhiyong narrowed his eyes and immediately noticed the center
, a very strange energy surged out and was being absorbed by Mu Feng. He couldn't help but shout loudly, trying to affect Mu Feng's mind.
Mu Feng's eyes were slightly closed, and he was constantly absorbing the essence. He could not pay attention to Cang Zhiyong.
"Hmph! If you don't answer me, don't blame me for being rude!"
A cold feeling burst out from Cang Zhiyong's eyes, and he squeezed the secret with his right hand, feeling a little empty.
I saw a sharp mental arrow flying through the air and heading towards the back of Mu Feng's head.
"Die!"
Cang Zhiyong's eyes were filled with murderous intent, and a proud smile appeared on his lips.
boom!
But what makes Cang Zhiyong incredible is that when his mental arrow landed within a few feet behind Mu Feng, it seemed to be blocked by some invisible barrier and collapsed.
"What?" Cang Zhiyong exclaimed.
Mu Feng slowly opened his eyes, turned around and looked at Cang Zhiyong coldly, and said, "Do you really want to die that much?"
After saying that, Mu Feng's right hand was a little empty and he used the soul-reviving technique.
For a moment, the soul pressure of the entire seventh level seemed to be completely triggered by Mu Feng's right hand.
The pressure of countless souls gathered on Cang Zhiyong's body like a tsunami.
Plop!
Cang Zhiyong's face turned pale, and he was forced to lie on the ground, trembling violently.
At this moment, the soul pressure gathered on him was so terrifying, as if dozens of mountains were crushing him down.
"No...please let me live!"
Cang Zhiyong raised his head with difficulty and looked at Mu Feng with pleading eyes.
This pressure was so terrifying that it was enough to crush his soul into pieces and make him fly away.
"The moment you attacked me, you were already dead! Let you live? Do you think it's possible?"
Mu Feng looked at Cang Zhiyong coldly, He immediately turned around and walked toward the eighth floor.
When Mu Feng's figure completely disappeared from Cang Zhiyong's sight, his soul was completely crushed to pieces.
Plop!
Cang Zhiyong fell to the ground helplessly, completely losing his breath.
Kick, kick, kick!
The sound of crisp footsteps slowly sounded from the eighth floor stairs.
Mo Yuze and Mu Wenguang, who were sitting cross-legged on the eighth floor, opened their eyes at the same time and looked at the stairs in confusion.
They didn't expect that someone would step into the eighth floor at this time.
But how is this possible? Among the nine heavenly masters, only two of them are super heavenly masters. Apart from them, who else is qualified to step into the eighth level?
Who could it be?
When a figure completely appeared in front of the two of them, Mo Yuze and Mu Wenguang's pupils shrank at the same time, both showing expressions of disbelief.
"Mu Feng?"
The two of them almost said the name of this figure at the same time.
boom!
The moment Mu Feng stepped onto the eighth floor, there was a thunderous explosion in the air, and his body couldn't help but arch slightly and his knees bent.
"The soul pressure on the eighth level is indeed much more terrifying than that on the seventh level!"
Mu Feng frowned slightly, and under the horrified looks of Mo Yuze and Mu Wenguang, he slowly straightened up his body and knees, and then walked towards the center of the eighth floor as if nothing had happened.
"You...how come you are not affected at all?" Mo Yuze shouted in a sharp voice.
Although Mu Wenguang didn't speak, it could be seen from his tightly clenched fists that his mood was not calm.
"The soul pressure here may be very strong for you! But to me, it is nothing!"
Mu Feng stopped at the central circle and said something without looking back, while his eyes fell on the central circle.