Chapter 2180: : I don't think so

Among the more than two hundred generals and kings, junior generals accounted for ninety-nine percent!

"One, two, three... are these three senior generals? They are stronger than imagined. They seem to be only one level higher than the junior generals, but any one of them is enough to overwhelm the junior generals. The gap is huge. m .The most mobile phone-saving, no ads site."

At this moment, Ye Wuque's eyes focused on three of the senior generals, and a trace of interest flashed in his eyes.

With his current strength, he is naturally interested in senior generals.

At the same time, the entire Yunmeng Arena was boiling again, each of them looked at every general and king, obviously recognizing their identities.

Especially those three high-ranking generals, the eyes gathered the most!

"Hi! The one with sea-blue hair that looks like a water monster is General Tianyu!"

"There is also the one over there, with a bald head, six arms, and the one who exudes the most ferocious aura is General Ye Feng!"

"They are all well-known existences in the battlefield of the vertical and horizontal star field! Look at another one, the one with three eyes and an evil spirit is the general Evil Eye!"

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The loudest and most discussed are the three generals Tianyu, Ye Feng, and Xie Mou!

And these three generals are also the three senior generals in Ye Wuwei!

At this moment, each occupying one place, like three kings, with no eyes left, overwhelming everything!

"You are waiting for two hundred and forty-five generals, the next thing I want to talk about is the rules of the first level of the Slaughter Feast..."

The old creature spoke again, and the eyes of all the participating generals immediately looked at the old creature.

Ye Wuque's aura is now obscure and unfathomable, coupled with his extreme state, after a little cover up, in everyone's eyes, he is a general and king!

"The first level is very simple. What you have to do is to pass through the eighteen layers of **** in front of you, regardless of means, without any restrictions. From the first to the eighteenth, it depends on who is the fastest!"

"Only the twelve generals and kings who are eligible to participate in the second and final level are the fastest through the 18th hell! The elimination rate is 20 to one!"

Wow!

As soon as this remark came out, everyone was shocked!

The twelve generals and kings who can pass through the 18th **** fastest, the elimination rate is terrifying!

The killing feast really deserves its reputation!

At this moment, even the more than two hundred generals and kings gathered before the first floor flashed one after another!

The only thing that has not changed, is still proud of the three high-ranking generals, and Ye Wuque!

"Finally, let me say one more thing. Participate in the feast of killings, let your life and death be your own responsibility, and take responsibility! Then this feast, let's begin!"

Hum!

The moment the voice of the old creatures fell, the eighteen layers of **** standing in the arena suddenly burst into fierce brilliance, reflecting the darkness of the sky!

At the same time, two hundred and forty-five generals and kings stepped out almost at the same time, hit the first floor, and then disappeared in it!

The entire Yunmeng arena suddenly became quiet, and a pair of eyes stared at the eighteenth hell, because just after all the generals disappeared in it, the eighteenth **** turned out to be transparent. The figure of the general and king is clearly visible!

Within the first floor.

After the darkness in front of his eyes flashed again, Ye Wuque realized that he had come to a strange area!

This seems to be a separate room. There is a spiral staircase in front of you, connecting to the ceiling, and then leading to higher floors.

"Climb the spiral staircase up, and keep rushing to higher floors?"

After Ye Wuque's eyes flashed, he directly boarded the spiral staircase without any hesitation, and started climbing!

"It's so heavy! This staircase is really not that simple! It's not that the generals can't bear it! The flesh will be crushed directly!"

In the next moment, Ye Wuque felt a huge gravitational force rising from the stairs below his feet, covering him and slowing him down!

But to Ye Wuque, this gravity is a joke at all.

The direct distance from the stairs to the ceiling is about one hundred thousand feet long, but because of the spiral shape, it actually takes a lot of detours. This is also for gravity to interfere more with those who pass through the barrier.

But Ye Wuque climbed as usual, but his eyes were gleaming, as if he was thinking about something.

At the same time, the power of his spiritual thoughts had already dispersed, covering the entire first layer!

After twenty breaths, Ye Wuque finally came to the end of the first staircase!

Roar!

At this moment, a roar full of ferocity and bloodthirsty suddenly sounded, and a huge black figure suddenly appeared out of thin air on the stairs in front of Ye Wuque, it was a black leopard!

A pair of **** eyes stared at Ye Wuque, full of killing intent and blood!

This is obviously another fierce beast level used by the eighteenth **** to stop climbers!

call out!

The fishy wind blows on his face, the breath bursts, and the black leopard directly pounces on Ye Wuque, trying to tear him up alive!

"howl……"

However, in the next instant, a painful wailing sounded, and the black leopard flew out directly, fell down the stairs, and planted fiercely on the first floor of the ground, as if being crushed by a giant peak!

The strength of this black leopard is comparable to the king who opened up fifty gods!

But to Ye Wuque, it was like an ant.

After solving the black leopard, Ye Wuque stepped out and entered the second level!

At the same time, the same scene was staged on more than 200 other generals!

Each of the generals and kings who entered the eighteenth level of **** will encounter exactly the same situation, just like a mustard seed, only to keep going up.

call out!

On the second floor of the eighteenth floor, Ye Wuque's figure appeared in it, but his footsteps stopped. He did not rush to climb the spiral staircase on the second floor, but looked at it exactly as the first floor. On the second layer, the eyes flashed brilliantly!

"Although my speed is fast, every King Feng in the Starfield Battlefield has his own two brushes. Perhaps most of them are good at speed, and only ten are eligible to participate in the final level. Two! The elimination rate is twenty to one!"

"This way of rushing through the eighteen layers of **** is too uncertain. It is not safe at all! I must save the Tantai immortal, so I must be sure of it!"

"So that means..."

As soon as he thought of this, under the cloak, Ye Wuque's twinkling eyes looked at the spiral staircase leading to the third floor!

"I don't think the conventional method of climbing stairs will work. We must break the convention and find another way!"

But if you don't take the spiral staircase, what else can pass through the eighteenth **** faster than this method?

Ye Wuque narrowed his eyes, looked around the entire second floor, seemed to be thinking, just stood still so quietly.

And at this moment, in the entire eighteenth floor of hell, all the generals except for his accident are climbing the spiral staircase crazily at this moment, showing all their best, one by one, flying fast, which is shocking!

But this way, it formed a sharp contrast!

Soon, countless creatures in Yunmeng Arena realized something was wrong!