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Song Qingshu raised his eyebrows slightly:

"What about me?"

The soldier snorted coldly:

"Before you killed the eight-winged Tianpeng, you have violated the taboo of the first pass, now you warn once!"

"No one is allowed to make chaos here. If there is any violation, I will kill him and never talk about any affection!"

Listening to the soldier’s warning, Song Qingshu still did not say anything, his expression was calm and cold, standing on the spot like an okay person, "Presumptuous! I am talking to you now, have you heard?! Actually dare to be like this. ignore me?"

Looking at Song Qingshu's face with indifference.

The soldier couldn't help shouting in shame, the cold iron war spear in his hand gleamed with extremely cold light, and the war spear trembled slightly, almost piercing out.

The many monks surrounding the city gate showed surprise expressions, but they fell into silence, and no one said anything.

Unanimously, they quietly watched Song Qingshu and the soldiers.

No one thought that the unruly Song Qingshu would not even pay attention to the soldiers in the First Divine Pass.

Now the soldiers guarding the city gates will bring Song Qingshu a deterrent and deter him, so as to achieve the effect of killing chickens and monkeys.

Basically everyone who stepped into the First Divine Pass knew that the soldier with a cold iron spear in front of him was definitely not an ordinary soldier.

These are the descendants of the first group of powerful monks who set foot on Dengxian Road.

No matter who is facing this group of soldiers, they must be cautious, because these are definitely one of the terrible group of monks.

"I am not a person willing to pick things up again. As long as you don't mess with me, everything will be calm."

"If you accidentally provoke it, I'm sorry, the thunder will attack and never leave alive!"

After saying this, Song Qingshu turned to his side and coldly glanced at the meditation monk hiding in the crowd.

After that, Song Qingshu didn't look back, turned around and left, passing by the soldier indifferently, without paying attention to him at all.

Hearing Song Qingshu's words, many people present were shocked.

Although Song Qingshu speaks quite plainly, there is a potential strength in his words.

He doesn't deliberately provoke anything, but if someone deliberately targets him, then he will surely cause trouble!

"For so many years, you are the first to dare to speak to me like this."

"I want to ask you what your remarks mean, are you threatening me?"

The soldier looked at Song Qingshu, his eyes were extremely cold, the cold iron ancient spear in his hand was directly raised and pointed at Song Qingshu.

The ancient spear trembled, but after all, it didn't pierce it out.

Song Qingshu listened to the threatening words of the soldier, still as cold as ice.

Song Qingshu didn't look back, so naturally he didn't explain, he ignored him, only a back figure was left, and he was submerged in the first divine pass.

Unconsciously, the straight black spear that nailed the eight-winged Tianpeng appeared again in Song Qingshu's hand.

The spear light on the spear shone with a cold black light, and the murderous intent of the tide caught the eyes of everyone and the soldier.

The indifference of Song Qingshu's actions and the indifference over his words and deeds made this extremely proud soldier feel that his majesty was absent, and for the first time in his life he was provoked by the immortal.

"Asshole!"

He coldly yelled at Song Qingshu's back, and then slammed the chilling spear in his hand to the ground, shaking the blue stone ground on the floor of the first Shenguan.

As soldiers in the city, their job is to maintain the stability of the city. If it weren't for a felony, even their group of soldiers would not be easy to take action.

Even though this soldier has hated Song Qingshu, he is not good at it and has to vent his anger on the floor.

"Friends of Taoism, try not to provoke the soldiers in Taoism. Although they have iron-like discipline and rules, there are more people, but the good and the bad are naturally mixed."

"If some people are unsure, despise the rules of discipline, and retaliate against our group of immortal climbers, then it will be all of us!"

A powerful man with extremely advanced realm walked to Song Qingshu's side, feeling a little helpless at Song Qingshu's performance just now, and said with open lips.

Song Qingshu dismissed a smile:

"My generation cultivator, is it possible to nod and bow to others?"

"He dared to retaliate, then kill it, just to please him, he fell down."

Say everything.

Song Qingshu directly left the gathering place where the group of immortal climbers gathered.

"Friends, don't you listen to how we should live in this first divine level?"

An extremely beautiful female monk looked at the back of Song Qingshu about to leave, her eyes blurred, her red lips bite and then opened.

Song Qingshu didn't look back:

"The rules or something, I know better than those soldiers!"

Chapter 555

More and more people walked out of the gate of the city, and finally the powerful monks became a long dragon and gradually entered the first divine pass.

Some people are undoubtedly strong, so they occupy the forefront of the long dragon.

Some monks were weak, and had to walk in the back of the dragon in a low-key manner, silent, hoping that one day they could walk in front of the dragon.

The position arrangement above the long dragon at this time initially established their position in the first divine pass.

However, no matter what the long dragon is, a terrifying strong man with a black spear will always stand a long way in front of the long dragon and slam the other monks off.

That person is Song Qingshu.

At the forefront of the long queue, Song Qingshu smiled coldly and refused to act with the group of immortal cultivators: "I know the rules better than those soldiers."

Listening to Song Qingshu's words, the extremely beautiful female monk was taken aback, and then she wanted to say something.

But Song Qingshu's figure was scattered like a cloud of blue smoke, and her trace was no longer to be found.

"Hey, this outstanding person, isn't it something I can approach to, right?"

"But what does he say is more clear about the rules here and what we should do than the soldiers here? It's puzzling..."

The female monk looked at the disappearance of Song Qingshu, she couldn't help sighing faintly, and whispered.

Although this matter is extremely difficult to understand, Song Qingshu's understanding of the rules of the First God Pass is indeed better than everyone in the First God Pass today.

After all, the system in Song Qingshu's mind is extremely powerful.

Everything about the first Shenguan was stored in Song Qingshu's mind, as long as Song Qingshu needed it, it could be extracted in a flash.

So after Song Qingshu thought about it slightly, it suddenly appeared in his mind about what he would do next: "The time for the hero battlefield to be held is uncertain. If it is faster, it will be a few days later, or even three years or two years later..."

So, should I find a place for myself first?"

"Besides, there are not so many rules in the first Shenguan. Except for being able to use martial arts, everything is easy to say."

Stop talking.

Song Qingshu's figure turned into a blue smoke and dissipated in the gust of wind.

When Song Qingshu's figure resurfaced, he had already appeared on the highest building of the First God Pass, looking down at this extremely wide First God Pass.

The city in the first Shenguan is huge, the streets are wide, and both sides of the streets are full of towering old trees.

From time to time, the atmosphere of the avenue sprinkles on the ancient trees, with luxuriant branches and leaves, like a sacred tree.

There are many down-to-earth buildings on both sides of the ancient tree. There are pharmacies that specialize in healing medicine, and weapons shops that sell weapons of the gods.

During this period, there were restaurants, inns, and even casinos for gambling utensils.

Seeing the scenery in the first Shenguan, Song Qingshu couldn't help being surprised.

After countless years of transformation, the first Shenguan with difficult living conditions has been transformed into a city suitable for living.

However, this city suitable for living is not like the lively streets of ordinary people. It is lifeless, and the business of various shops is not hot.

Especially the monks you come and go on the street.

During this period, everyone's eyes were extremely cold when they looked at others, and they held the handle of the knife.

Obviously they don't know each other, but the killing intent is terrible.

Since entering the city.

The immortal climbers began to guard against each other, and were hostile to anyone in the first pass, because they would be competitors.

On the day the hero battlefield was held, either you died or I died.

Song Qingshu looked at the cold in everyone's eyes and shook his head:

"The path of monasticism is boneless, without relatives or friends."

Just when Song Qingshu’s words fell, a cold laugh sounded in Song Qingshu’s ears: “That’s why you are doomed to end your children and grandchildren, and you will always be alone and old!”

Hear the words.

Song Qingshu turned around without hesitation or eagerness, and looked at the person cursing behind him coldly.

Not what Song Qingshu expected.

I don't know when, the meditation monk who was just pushed back by Song Qingshu appeared behind him.

Around the body of the meditation monk, there are several men and women standing, and there is a vision in everyone's eyes.

Or flying dragon.

Or Thunder.

Or a bright moon or a pool of clear springs.

Everyone is extremely powerful.Just standing still here crushed the void.

The meditation monk had cold eyes, watching Song Qingshu gritted his teeth and said:

"Treasure your poor little time now, on the heroic battlefield, I will definitely kill you!"

With the cold drink of the meditation monk.

Suddenly there was a chill in Song Qingshu's body, it was extremely cold, just like ice.

The men and women around the meditation monk looked at Song Qingshu jokingly, waiting for him to get angry and then clashed first.

Today's meditation monk swept away her previous fear of Song Qingshu, and she became aggressive.

Killing intent surged from her like a cold wave, and looked at Song Qingshu, as if to fight him immediately.

"Why, I found these stinky sweet potatoes and bird-egg-like existences, and thought they could beat me?"

"Believe it or not, I can kill all of you as a group by flipping my hands?"

Song Qingshu was indifferent and shouted like Shura.

"Bastard stuff!"

"how dare you……!"

Song Qingshu just opened his lips and said.

The men and women standing behind the meditation monk suddenly exploded the pot, pointing at Song Qingshu and yelling.

The meditation monk raised the dust in his hand and stopped the clamor behind him: "Even if I come alone, rubbish like you dare not do anything to me."

"All this. It's just an excuse for you. The scum will always be scum, you can't stand up."

Hearing this, Song Qingshu glanced coldly at Monk Meditation, knowing that she was not going to fight here, but deliberately provoking.

The meditation monk led others to surround himself, just to inspire Song Qingshu to make a move, so as to attract the soldiers in the first sacred pass to kill with the sword.

The soldier at the gate was ignored by Song Qingshu, and now he must be hostile to Song Qingshu.

If Song Qingshu was successfully provoked at this time, the soldier would definitely seize this excuse and lead the rest of the soldiers to kill Song Qingshu mercilessly.

One thought ends here.

Song Qingshu smiled coldly:

"Your mind is very vicious, but I advise you not to mess with me, or even if the First God level is destroyed, I will kill you!"

Speaking of which.