Just as Chen Feng was about to turn around, the gray stone seal suppressed him.
The huge force caused his legs to sink into the stone slab.
I don’t know what this stone was made from, and it can even absorb people’s spiritual energy.
"Open it for me!"
Chen Feng shouted loudly, and all his spiritual energy gathered in his arms, and he shot them upwards.
"Rumble"
The stone seal rolled out, hitting several mountains on him, and finally trapped him heavily in a corner.
"How come his strength is so outrageous!"
Someone took action again, and with a clear dragon roar, a dragon body dozens of feet long appeared, and powerful dragon claws grabbed his chest.
The void shattered, and the fierce wind pulled Chen Feng's cheek. He seemed not to notice, and let them attack no matter how they attacked, he just punched out.
The two collided together, and an invisible air current surged and quickly spread throughout the eighth floor.
Some of the weaker ones vomited blood on the spot.
The ground on the eighth floor was overturned as if by a strong wind.
Grabbing the man's arm, Chen Feng spun around in a circle and threw him directly towards the divine phoenix in the air.
With a scream, blood and pieces of flesh fell from the air.
How could he, who was beaten by Chen Feng and unable to fight back, withstand such an attack?
After solving them, Chen Feng didn't plan to drag it out any longer, otherwise it would be troublesome if more people took action.
As he spoke, Chen Feng's spiritual energy surged throughout his body, and due to his physical training, the pressure on him at the eighth level could be said to be extremely small.
After several ups and downs, Chen Feng quickly approached the ninth floor.
Many people looked at this scene and felt a twinge of glances, wishing they could replace it.
"Damn it, I actually let him go up there!"
"Keep your mind close, we must go up quickly."
"We can't let him get ahead of us, we must deal with him as soon as possible!"
"Come on, we can't let him take the treasure."
Everyone shouted, and many people no longer hid their clumsiness and directly used various magic weapons, just to quickly reach the ninth floor.
Chen Feng didn't know what they were thinking, nor was he interested in knowing what they wanted to do. He was already on the ninth floor.
He looked at the two men and women in front of him, his face a little solemn.
There is no gravity at all on the ninth floor, and there are no guards. There are only two people standing in two directions.
Even he was a little surprised. He didn't expect that when he came up, there were already people here.
One is Zhan Hao, a member of the Zhan tribe who appeared before, and the other is a young woman with a cold face, graceful figure, and a powerful aura exuding from her body. But now, she makes people feel awe.
Like a deity in a temple, people want to worship him.
"You are the second one to come up, and you are worthy of being my opponent." Zhan Hao pointed at Chen Feng, with fire in his eyes, looking eager to try, and looking like a militant.
Chen Feng did not look at Zhan Hao, but stared at the woman beside him.
His curved eyebrows with willow leaves, small cherry mouth, delicate nose, and exquisite figure all tell the world that he is God's favorite.
What frightened Chen Feng the most was not the woman's appearance, but her cultivation.
Seeing that Chen Feng ignored him, Zhan Hao couldn't help but grinned sinisterly: "Boy, you don't take me seriously!"
"You are not the first, and you will not be the last, so don't blame me for being rude!"
Saying that, Zhan Hao rushed over with a spear in hand.
The spear tore through the void and appeared directly behind Chen Feng, making it difficult to guard against.