"Have you heard?"

"What did you hear, God Shinto all day long!"

"It is said that this time the opening of the Nine Thunder Pool, there are many genius monks who have come here to compete. m.x”

"Cut...... What's so strange about that, isn't it like that every time you turn it on?"

"Tsk... You are wrong, this time there are some monks of the other Great Clans of the Eight Hades Realm!"

"So horrible?"

"Isn't it, there hasn't been such a situation before, it seems that there is a drama to watch this time!"

"Yes!"

"Don't forget, this time it's all according to the number plate, we don't know who he is, we can only know his number plate, I'm afraid it's not easy to know!"

"yes! It doesn't seem like this before!"

"What's this? Even if it's a number plate, it's matched according to cultivation, it won't be that simple!"

"It seems to be!"

"Forget it, let's just take a look, what are we doing with so much?"

"That's the way it is!"

"Haha...... Isn't that right?"

"It's just... It's ......"

In the viewing area, everyone was discussing, and the scene was also very lively, and it seemed that they were even more excited than the participants.

Su Zixuan also inadvertently noticed their group of people, and naturally heard their discussions, but these things were nothing to him, and he was also fearless.

Because his soul has now reached the stage of the Tribulation, even if he encounters these underworld cultivators, he is not afraid, plus he still has the help of the Fallen Heart Fire, these things are naturally nothing.

Soon, the participants entered the light mask one by one, and the fierce battle began.

Everyone was also attracted by the fight in the field, the faint glow of some rare underworld treasures, and the sound of banging between some underworld body cultivators.

Su Zixuan was not curious at all, there was actually a matter of physical cultivation in the underworld, although the underworld was basically based on soul cultivation, but physical cultivation was also there, just like the general mana in the spiritual world, cultivation was still relatively rare, and a monk like him who cultivated the three souls of the body and soul was even rarer.

The battles in the light mask were particularly fierce, attracting everyone watching the battle to shout and cheer, and many people also started gambling, and it was quite strange to obtain the Dark Crystal.

"Bang!"

A meditator was defeated and fell into the arena: "I admit defeat ......"

"Tsk...... That's it, let's go back and cultivate for a few hundred years, hahaha!"

A big man covered in dark light said disdainfully.

"Thank you...... Be merciful!"

"Humph......"

In some of the later venues, the same is true for opponents, sometimes they are really too strong, or they are deliberately hiding their cultivation.

And they were unlucky, and they were assigned to the final result, and they could only consider themselves unlucky.

Those who lose are naturally a little excited.

Some of them are displeased, and once they lose, the rest of the matter has nothing to do with them.

"What is that number? is so weak, he actually met an opponent weaker than him!"

"Tsk, you don't know, right? After such a long time, his opponent actually took the initiative to admit defeat. ”

"Hahaha, didn't you notice?"

"Found what?"

"That eighty-two can't break through the defense of that eighty-eight at all, and if it goes on like this, it's just self-inflicted humiliation, what are you doing if you don't admit defeat!"

"Huh...... Who knows, maybe he was lucky?"

This meditator was not reconciled.

"If I had the luck of him, I could be in the top 50!"

"You can pull it down!"

One lost the game, and saw that the No. 88 represented by Su Zixuan won without a fight, so he was naturally a little unwilling.

"Giggle...... This number eighty-eight is quite powerful, I don't know if it's the person of the Hades!"

Xu Mingzun was naturally secretly paying attention, but he only glanced at it, so he didn't say more.

At the end of the day, there were only about 230 people left.

And when it's dark, it's time to stop.

Su Zixuan, who returned to his residence, his face remained unchanged Today, he also suppressed his cultivation, and he knew that the opponent was so bad.

And his ranking has reached sixty-eighth, and he is already very close to the top eighteen, you must know that there are thousands of people involved.

Early the next morning.

"The game continues!"

The Ombudsman said.

Many participants, both successful and unsuccessful, came to the venue.

Spectators also surrounded the field.

"I've seen it now, haha......"

"That's right, now it's the first eighty!"

"Yes!"

......

That's when the Seven said.

"I am...... I won't admit defeat even if I die!"

And the thirty is sarcastic.

"Then it depends on how long you can hold on, the dead duck has a hard mouth......"

......

"Bang!"

I remembered...... The No. 7 cultivator fell to the ground alive or dead.

"This is the temperament that our monks should have!"

The game continued like this, and I don't know how the time was consumed very slowly, and the fight was naturally quite intense, which lasted for three or five days.

And when it came to the twilight of the fifth day, there were thirty-six remaining.

"Go ahead!"

As before, the fastest one in terms of time is the one who wins. ”

The Inspector said lightly.

"It seems that now is the duel between the strong and the strong!"

"Yes......"

"The eighty-eight...... All the way over, they all solved the opponent quickly, and they never dragged their feet!"

"Yes, there's a chance!"

"Didn't you notice Thirty-Nine? He seems to be like that, too!"

"It seems like that!"

......

The sky was bright, and the venue was already densely packed with a large group of people waiting.

"Let's enter!"

The Ombudsman said.

In the first arena, No. 2 and No. 11 looked at each other.

"Let's do it!" said Two.

"It's good!"

Both of them looked a little solemn.

At the beginning, the two didn't want to keep their hands, and they both wanted to fight quickly.

"Seven Evils of the Wind!"

At the beginning, No. 2 used the strongest move, and the No. 11 did not fall behind at all, and also came up with the strongest technique to deal with it.

The smell of gunpowder suddenly became apparent, and the gray evil qi rushed towards the eleventh.

And that Hu Yu also carried his nirvana technique.

A black stegosaurus conjured up and rushed towards Two......

"It seems that this No. 2 is the person of King Yongsha, and this No. 11 should also be the person of King Qinghades!"

"Hmm...... This number 88 is too much for the deity to see!"

Xu Hades's graceful figure fell into the lotus, and he also paid attention to the platform below for a long time.

"That's it...... That's it, is it possible that there can be another one?"

Looking back.

Then he groaned again.

"It's good if it comes out, so that the matter is also certain, otherwise I'm afraid that side will be difficult to deal with!"

Then he didn't say anything more, just watched quietly.