Wang Feng began to check in from Douluo

The arrogant words and plain tone immediately made everyone angry, as if they had been injected with blood.

Wang Feng didn't care. The level under his feet quickly reached the hundredth level. After entering the hundredth level.

The pressure suddenly became much greater!

Qualitative change!

A real qualitative change!

Wang Feng's figure paused slightly, but there was still no change. His speed was still climbing at a steady pace, neither in a hurry nor in a hurry.

The Seagod's Light still enveloped the Seagod Mountain and sprinkled on the thousand-storey steps.

Wang Feng walked while exploring the surrounding scenery, and his height slowly increased.

Wang Feng had already circled the circular steps several times, and before he knew it, he had reached the 200th floor.

Although Wang Feng's speed was very slow, in the eyes of Tang San and others, it was already outrageously fast.

Because they had used it for five months, only Tang San and Zhu Zhuqing were able to break through the 100th level, but now Wang Feng hadn't arrived in an hour and had already reached the 200th level.

The most terrifying thing is...his speed is still rising at a constant speed!

This means far from reaching his limit!

After the second hour, Wang Feng went up to the 100th floor.

At this time, everyone in Tang San, who had imitated Wang Feng's method of ascending at a constant speed, had lost all their soul power and began to practice on the fixed steps.

In the third hour, Wang Feng reached level 400.

Tang San and his party also recovered a little, raising their heads and not looking at the shrinking figure, and didn't know what to say for a while.

"His speed has not changed yet..."

Oscar bared his teeth, "Is he a monster? How strong is his body? Judging from the height, it's at least four hundred floors..."

silence…

"It seems we underestimated..."

Bai Chenxiang whispered.

More than a little less!

When they saw Pope Wang Wu ascending to the 500th floor and his speed had not slowed down, everyone felt their scalps go numb.

The huge gap made everyone feel like they were facing a huge mountain.

After entering the 500th floor, Wang Feng finally felt some slight pressure.

But this was not enough. It could only be said that it put some pressure on Wang Feng's physical fitness. His speed remained unchanged and continued to rise.

When you reach the 600th floor, the pressure you feel becomes very clear.

There were some subtle changes in Wang Feng's speed.

It was already afternoon.

Wang Feng speeded up a little, because if he continued at a constant speed, his soul power would be consumed too much, and he might not reach the limit level, and his soul power would be gone.

"He's speeding up!"

Tang San and the others were also looking up at the tiny figure at an angle of almost seventy-five degrees.

It wasn't until the 600th floor that everyone saw the opponent speeding up...

After accelerating, Wang Feng passed through each level faster, as if flying by, but after a while, it rose to the 700th level!

No one could imagine the terrifying pressure of seven hundred levels of Poseidon's Light. Tang San, the strongest among them, would be blown away after stepping onto the one hundred and eleventh level! It’s unbearable to bear that terrifying pressure!

"Did you have a problem... He doesn't seem to have given himself the amplification effect... and revealed his martial soul. He has several soul bones?"

At this time, Tang San said slowly.

Everyone was shocked.

But at this time, they could no longer see each other clearly.

When Wang Feng stepped onto the 800th floor, his body seemed to be crackling, and Wang Feng had to activate the blood pattern power and soul bones to allow himself to continue moving forward.

"Although this level is much less deep than the depth of the sea...but the increase in each level is too much."

Wang Feng secretly shook his head.

Ten percent may not seem like much, but it is very exaggerated!

The pressure at each level must be increased by ten percent! The ten percent here is an increase of ten percent based on the previous level!

However, on the 800th floor, Wang Feng was already over 400 meters tall, and Tang San and the others below were already very small.

The Poseidon's light still blocked their vision, and even Tang San could only see a vague shadow, and couldn't even accurately estimate his own level.

Bo Saixi still watched quietly.

She didn't know where the other person's limit was. How many levels could he reach in one breath?

Halfway up the mountain.

Wang Feng's eyes were serious and his steps were a little heavy. His current speed had completely slowed down, or to be precise, he had stopped.

Floor 857.

Relying on the power of blood patterns and four soul bones to reduce pressure, reaching this point is almost close to the limit.

If you apply an increase to yourself, reaching the 900th floor is not a problem.

Traveling through the Poseidon's Light does not consume much of Wang Feng's mental energy, because this environment is much more comfortable than the deep sea.

When you are tired, you can still look at the surrounding scenery, or retreat dozens of levels and practice while practicing.

There is no mental pressure.

But the consumption of soul power is huge, and the load on the body is no less than that of the deep sea.

Fortunately, Wang Feng has passed the test of sinking in the deep sea, and his physical strength has become extremely strong at this time.

The seventy-level soul power is enough to make Wang Feng's soul power comparable to that of a Titled Douluo!

In the end, Wang Feng did not apply any increase to himself and forced himself to reach the 900th floor!

The 900th floor seemed to be another world. The pressure of the Poseidon's Light made Wang Feng feel like he was in another world.

It was as if the whole body was being squeezed by a press.

"There are one hundred and one more."

Wang Feng estimated the soul power in his body, the power his body could bear, and then calculated the intensity of the increase.

Wang Feng estimated that it should be around the 990th floor.

The remaining eleven floors should take a month to reach.

'Look at Bo Saixi...just come here first. ’

Wang Feng shook his head and used the blood pattern power. At this level, it was already the limit. "It's time to put a little pressure on Xiao San and the others."

Looking at the sky, there are many stars.

The night sky over the sea is beautiful, as if the sky is lit up, and it doesn't feel dark at all.

The twinkling stars and the disc-like moon all exude a cool light.

Compared with the increasingly dark and empty deep sea, this place is really comfortable.

"Your limit should be more than this."

Bo Saixi looked at Wang Feng on the steps in mid-air, his eyes twinkling with luster.

The only difference between sinking 5,500 meters into the deep sea and traveling through the Poseidon's Light a thousand and one levels is the last few levels.

Especially the last layer.

Wang Wu can withstand a depth of five thousand meters and a hundred meters, and can activate three Poseidon Locks. Then his current limit is at least above the 950th level.

It won't stop at the 900th floor.

"When you need to absorb the god-given soul ring, you can tell me."

Bo Saixi did not ask why Wang Feng stayed on the 900th floor. After saying this, he disappeared in mid-air.

Wang Feng pondered for a moment and glanced at the remaining 100 layers.

Then he started walking.