Eschatological System

"Arena?"

Ke Bei frowned slightly, remained silent for a moment, then nodded slowly.

Since it is an unspoken rule for newcomers to go to the arena to fight, let's fight!

The corners of his mouth curled up, and a faint smile appeared on his face. Ke Bei knew very well that it would be very difficult to leave the Nine Nether Hell... Besides himself, there were 108 strong people on the ninth floor of the Nine Nether Hell, surpassing Na Qin. Shang himself is the boss, and these strong men must listen to him!

Ke Bei's eyes are a little hot. These strong men are real strong men. Looking at the entire universe, they are invincible existences. Even the clone of the Lord of Voidfire can't do anything about it. If you control these powers...

"Eighty-one wins in a row?"

Ke Bei slowly clenched his fists.

"Haha, go, go!"

The ancestor of the Nine Desolation Gods and Demons was very excited.

"Little brother, I will be the first to challenge in a while."

The ancestor of the Nine Desolate Gods and Demons, a strong man in green and black iron, clenched his fists, looking forward to it. His best record in the arena is three consecutive victories. If he can defeat Ke Bei, he will win four consecutive games!

Winning four games in a row would almost rank in the top 20 in the ninth floor of Nine Nether Hell!

boom! boom!

The ancestor of the Nine Desolation Gods and Demons, Ke Bei stepped heavily on the soles of his feet and turned into two afterimages, plundering towards the highest mountain in the Nine Nether Hell.

Jiuyou Mountain, on the peak battle platform.

The dark golden ancient clock was suspended in the void above the arena, and the ancestor of the Nine Desolation Gods and Demons, Ke Bei, appeared on the arena. Immediately, the ancestor of the Nine Desolation Gods and Demons couldn't wait to ring the dark golden ancient clock.

buzz~bum~bum~

The deep, deep voice slowly swayed away, and the circles of ripples suddenly swayed away. The deep and ancient bell chime instantly spread throughout the ninth floor of Jiuyou Hell.

"The Requiem Bell?"

"Anyone want to challenge the arena?"

As the low and ringing bells slowly swayed away, each of the strong men suddenly opened their eyes. No newcomers have entered the Hundred Thousand Epoch of Nine Nether Hell, and these strong men have been lonely for too long.

"Ha ha!"

"Go, it must be a newcomer!"

boom! boom! boom!

One by one, the strong men turned into afterimages, plundering towards the ancient arena of Jiuyou Mountain.

"Huh~"

In the cave, the young man with delicate brows, dressed in a moon-white robe, let out a breath slowly, and immediately opened his eyes, the lavender pupils were clear and deep. It's like a cold pool that can't see the edge at a glance.

"Lord of the Void Fire... are you ready?"

The young man in white robe stood up slowly, with a faint smile on his face.

"The Nine Nether Hell trapped me in the thirteenth era, but I was a blessing in disguise. Hmph, you probably never thought that I, Qin Shang, could break through in the Nine Nether Hell where the laws of heaven and earth are so chaotic?"

The young man in white robe looked into the void, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and murmured.

"Huh? Soul Bell?"

"A newcomer is here, could it be the one I've been waiting for?"

Qin Shang, a young man in white robe, took a step slowly. It seems very slow, but it is weird. He disappeared in the cave in an instant!

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

The ninth floor of Jiuyou Hell has been silent for billions of years, and now the Soul Requiem bell is ringing, and one hundred and eight strong men are all heading towards Jiuyou Mountain and the arena.

"Newcomer!"

"Haha, I, Luo Han, come first!"

Looking at Ke Bei who was standing calmly in the arena, the strong ones scrambled to shout.

Feng Xi leaned lazily on the bluestone next to the arena, with a slight smile on his lips, but stared straight at Ke Bei.

hum~bum~

At this moment, at the foot of Jiuyou Mountain. Qin Shang, a young man in white robe, walked slowly, his movements seemed very slow, but after taking two steps, Qin Shang appeared beside the arena.

"Boss Qin Shang!"

"Boss Qin Shang!"

All the strong men who looked at the primordial universe as being absolutely invincible bowed slightly, looking at Qin Shang in white robe with a little awe.

"kindness."

Qin Shang, a young man in white robe, nodded his head slightly, his expression was indifferent, his white robe fluttered in the wind, and he was dusty and elegant.

"Boss Qin Shang. I brought you here, so I want to come first!"

The ancestor of the Nine Desolation Gods and Demons, a strong man in the blue and black iron tower, looked at the white-robed youth Qin Shang in awe, and said in a buzzing voice.

"Hey, Jiuhuang. You step aside, I want Luo Han to come first!"

The thin, sharp old man in black robe said with a strange smile.

"I'll come first!"

"I'll come first!"

Each of the strong men refused to give an inch, and they all wanted to fight the newcomer Ke Bei first.

The Nine Serenities Hell, which had been silent for billions of years, became lively, no one was willing to back down, and the scene was a little fiery.

"Do I look... so weak?"

Looking at the crowd scrambling to be the first, Ke Bei shook his head a little speechlessly.

In fact, Ke Bei's understanding is a little bit wrong. Everyone wants to fight him not because he is weak, but because he is a newcomer. The strong people in Jiuyou Hell have been suppressed for many years. There are only 108 people in total. They are very familiar with each other, have fought countless times, and their strengths are also the same. It is meaningless to fight again, and Ke Bei is a newcomer, and they all want to try something new!

The strength to be directly suppressed on the ninth floor of the Nine Nether Hell is definitely not weak, and those strong people just want to fight hard.

"Nine wastes come first!"

At this moment, Qin Shang, a young man in white robe who had been silent all this time, spoke up. Qin Shang's eyes stayed on Ke Bei, he wanted to know if Ke Bei was the one he was waiting for!

As the indifferent figure slowly swayed away, the blushing crowd suddenly fell silent and stopped talking, their eyes stared straight at Jiu Huang, and the envy and jealousy in their eyes were not concealed at all.

Now that Qin Shang had spoken, no one dared to say anything more. Qin Shang had won eighty-one games in a row, and the one with the strongest record was the boss!

"Hahaha, thank you Boss Qin Shang!"

The ancestor of the Nine Desolation Gods and Demons was very excited. First, he bowed slightly to Qin Shang, and then stomped hard on the sole of his foot, turning into a blue and black afterimage and directly grazing onto the arena.

"Little brother, hey, come on!"

The ancestor of the Nine Desolation Gods and Demons looked at Ke Bei, punching his chest with his fists, and the sounds of metal and iron clashing slowly swayed.

The Nine Desolation Gods and Demons are the number one gods and demons among the three thousand gods and demons, and he is the ancestor of the Nine Desolation Gods and Demons. It can be said that he is the strongest ancestor among the three thousand ancient gods and demons, the strongest gods and demons!

"good!"

Ke Bei nodded, still with a faint smile on his face. After so many years of wandering in the universe, Ke Bei has already understood the rules. No matter where he is, strength is the most important thing!

People will respect you if you have the strength, and you can only be obedient if you have no strength. Obviously Ke Bei belongs to the former. He is a strong man and needs to be respected by others!

boom!

Ke Bei stepped lightly on the sole of his foot, took a step forward, and instantly appeared in front of the ancestor of the Nine Desolation Gods and Demons. He struck out with a bronze-colored fist. It was a simple single punch without any secret method. Layer Kebei's physical strength was so strong that he couldn't perform any secret techniques at all.

"Hahaha, I'm here, I like this kind of battle!"

The ancestor of the Nine Desolation Gods and Demons laughed heartily, his muscles vibrated like waves, his bluish-black skin glowed with a faint light, his fists were clenched suddenly, and a terrifying force erupted.

boom!

The ancestor of the Nine Desolation Gods and Demons also threw out his fists. He seemed unrestrained, but in fact he was very dignified in his heart. Although Ke Bei's seemingly simple punch was not mysterious, it was almost to the extreme and extremely heavy!

The strength of the fist swept in, and the surrounding space oscillated slightly. Even though the space of the Nine Nether Hell was solid and a bit scary, the strength of Ke Bei and the ancestor of the Nine Desolation Gods and Demons also stirred up the space.

boom!

The bronze fist and the blue-black fist collided fiercely, and the invisible shock wave slammed open, like two inverted umbrellas.

Kacha~ Kacha~

The bluestone under his feet cracked several gaps, and the ancestor of the Nine Desolation Gods and Demons took three steps back, each step leaving a deep footprint on the arena!

The bluestone under the arena is not an ordinary stone, but the hardest Jiuyou Xuan bluestone in the Jiuyou Hell. Generally, it is difficult for those who are perfect and strong in the master realm of the Nine Revolutions Realm to destroy it. It can't be ordinary ground, otherwise how can they withstand their attacks?

The Jiuyou Xuanqingshi, which is difficult to be shaken by the master of the Nine Revolutions Realm, because of the battle between the ancestor of the Nine Desolation Gods and Demons and Ke Bei, the fluctuation of fist strength shattered the Jiuyou Xuanqingshi!

"So strong!"

The ancestor of the Nine Desolation Gods and Demons shook his somewhat numb fist, and looked at Ke Bei with a different look, as if he was looking at a monster!

He is the strongest god and demon, and his physical strength is almost invincible. Even in the ninth floor of Jiuyou Hell, the nine desolate gods and demons can definitely be ranked in the top three in terms of physical strength alone, but such a powerful body has a head-on confrontation with Ke Bei. Fist, even faintly at a disadvantage!

Ke Bei stood indifferently, with his cyan robe fluttering in the wind, with a faint smile on his face, and his expression remained unchanged. Although the ancestor of the Nine Desolation Gods and Demons was powerful, after he had cultivated the Eighty-Nine Mysterious Art to the sixth level, his physical strength was primitive. I am afraid that no one in the universe can compete with Ke Bei, not even the ancestor of the Nine Desolation Gods and Demons!

"Interesting, the physical strength is even stronger than the ancestor of the Nine Desolation Gods and Demons..."

Qin Shang, a young man in white robe, looked at Ke Bei, with a faint smile on his lips. He was quite interested in Ke Bei. In the original universe, it is very rare that his physical strength is so powerful!

"Haha, it's a hard stubble, the ancestor of the Nine Desolation Gods and Demons has a lot of fun!"

Below the arena, each strong man laughed gloatingly.

"Hey, if you are qualified to be directly sealed on the ninth floor, how can your strength be mediocre?"

There are a total of 108 strong men on the ninth floor of Jiuyou Hell, more than half of them came down from the eighth floor. They were not very strong at the beginning, but after endless years, their strength gradually improved. After reaching the limit, it will be suppressed on the ninth floor.

Only a very small number of people were directly suppressed on the ninth floor!

Being directly sealed on the ninth floor is a symbol of strength. Although the strength is not necessarily stronger than those who entered the eighth floor, it is a symbol of status, and the strength will definitely not be weak.

"Very good, little guy, you are very strong."

The ancestor of the Nine Desolation Gods and Demons looked at Ke Bei and said hummingly.

"But it's not that easy to defeat me, Jiu Huang."

The ancestor of the Nine Desolation Gods and Demons took a deep breath, and his body became bigger at a speed visible to the naked eye! (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point (m) to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation.)