The hell game begins, please choose your plug-in

With a roar, terrifying pressure suddenly descended.

"Jin" frowned, stopped attacking, and turned to look in the direction of the door.

Bai Yao quietly wiped the cold sweat off his forehead, he finally waited for it!

I was almost crushed to death by this god just now.

Although the evil flower is there, Bai Yao doesn't think that a skill from a god can withstand the attack of a god.

The portal to hell slowly opened, and a man in a golden dragon robe walked out.

Feeling the powerful sense of oppression, "Jin" could clearly feel that even if the opponent's strength was not as good as his, it was probably not much different!

"who are you?"

"Yan Luo Ji Siming!"

(The characters used here are from the author's previous novel, so they are not names from traditional mythology. This book has been banned, so there is no need to look for them.)

"You don't seem to be a god from the same lineage as me?"

"Jin" narrowed his eyes slightly. He could not sense any power of modern gods in the other party. The other party might have been born earlier than them!

"Ancient gods?"

But it doesn’t matter, the power of gods is not determined by time!

Possessing the godhood of fire and hope, He symbolizes the civilization and spiritual progress of mankind from primitive times to modern times.

He carries the six-million-year-old core of humanity, and his strength is among the best among all the gods!

"The majesty of hell cannot be violated. Anyone who trespasses into hell will die!"

Ji Siming let out a light shout, and the rolling negative energy gathered on his hands. His robes rustled in the cold wind, and dark black flames appeared in his hands, with the breath of death flowing through them.

"Jin"'s expression remained unchanged, and his silver-white sword pointed directly at Ji Siming. The golden flame ignited with a hissing sound, almost illuminating the entire Black Water River.

Through the flames, we can also see how people in primitive times discovered and used fire.

As the flames danced, times changed again and again, and a series of fire-related events such as the Neolithic Revolution, fire-making by drilling wood, lighting, heating, cooking, alchemy, etc. were all shown in it.

"Let me see how powerful a god who was born who knows how many years ago is!"

"Jin" looked at Ji Siming indifferently.

Ji Siming said no more words, and the fire of hell surged, transforming into a sky-high black tiger that pounced towards "Jin".

"Jin" swung the long sword lightly, and the golden flame instantly split the black tiger into two. The remaining hellfire madly corroded the gilded flame, and the two sides refused to give in.

The white demon retreated far away, fearing that he would be affected.

"Holy crap, is this a fight between gods? How exciting!"

Bai Yao bought a small stool to sit on, with a bag of melon seeds next to him. He ate the seeds while watching and cheered Ji Siming from time to time.

Next to him, a skeleton in a black robe also slipped over. He was the skeleton rowing the boat on the Blackwater River.

"Eat?"

Bai Yao grabbed a handful of melon seeds and handed them to him.

The boating skeleton was stunned for a moment, then took it with both hands, "Thank you!"

Then, a strange scene appeared:

Two gods were fighting fiercely on the Black Water River. In the corner, a man and a skeleton were cracking melon seeds and cheering.

Every time the Skeleton Rowing a Boat cracks melon seeds, the kernels fall to the ground, causing the kernels to be scattered all over the ground under him...

Ji Siming is experienced in combat. He seized the opportunity of Jhin's backswing and smashed one of Jhin's arms with one punch!

Upon seeing this, Bai Yao stood up excitedly and shouted "Okay!", then took out the rotten eggs he bought from the game store and smashed them at "Jin" madly!

Seeing "Jin" looking at him, he immediately threw the rotten eggs to the boat-rowing skeleton.

Skeleton punting: “???”

No, you?

"Jin" took a quick glance and then looked away. His target was the ancient god in front of him. It would not be too late to deal with the cat demon after he dealt with him!

The flesh and blood squirmed, and in an instant, the arm that had just been smashed was restored to its original state.

Then he slapped the drum that had never been used!

thump—

The majestic drumbeats resounded over the Blackwater River. This was the voice of hope for mankind for six million years. It was like a rule, eliminating all dangers.

Ji Siming felt his mind was in chaos, as if he was hit by a heavy hammer, and he became confused and dazed.

And his body was slowly dissipating!

Hope means there will be no more danger ahead, and at this moment, the biggest danger to "Jin" is Ji Siming, so hope will wipe out Ji Siming and achieve true hope!

"Damn it, stop it!"

Bai Yao looked at the scene in a daze, and his heart suddenly tightened.

“No, System, didn’t you say that Hell can definitely suppress God? How can this not defeat Him?!”

[Don't worry, he is only one of the Yama in Hell. There are nine others as strong as him! Moreover, when Yama is in danger, the real guardian of Hell will appear! ]

As soon as the system's voice fell, in the depths of hell, countless negative energy kept surging, transforming into a black dragon that drilled into Ji Siming's body, and the body that had been half dissipated instantly recovered to its original state.

"Hmm? There are gods?"

"Jin" looked into the depths of hell, with a hint of inquiry in his holy eyes.

The next second, a scarlet long sword flew out. There were nine ghost faces engraved on the sword. With immeasurable power, it pierced through the body of "Jin" with one sword.

"Jin" lowered his head in disbelief, looking at his pierced body, with only two words in his mind: so fast!

The sword came at a speed far faster than the speed of light, and he had no time to react!

"How can it be!"

As his body healed, Jhin showed a rare look of shock as he looked up at the huge portal.

A figure walked out of the darkness, his eyes, like ruby ​​and sapphire, were like a calm lake, without a ripple or even any emotion.

There were two swords hanging from his waist, but one of them was in a scabbard.

The jade-like fingers caught the blood-red sword that flew back.

The familiar young man looked exactly like the statue that Bai Yao saw in hell!

"Holy crap, is this the Lord of Hell? I saw the real person! If I go up to take a photo with him and get his autograph, I'll sell them for a million each, isn't that too much?"

Bai Yao lowered his head and thought about the feasibility...

"who are you?"

"Jin" frowned and asked.

Even though the other party did nothing, He felt an oppressive feeling from him that could not be ignored.

Just standing there, he felt like he was facing a sacred mountain that towered into the sky!

Invincible!

This was Jin's first reaction!

Faced with "Jin"'s question, the boy did not answer immediately, but looked at Ji Siming first. The other party seemed to be hesitant to speak, as if he wanted to say something, but realized it was not the right time, so he closed his mouth.

Then he looked at Bai Yao again, and the other party handed him a handful of melon seeds...

The young man was speechless and sighed softly, then looked directly at "Jin":

"My name is... Yan Hai!"