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Although the boy had done everything he could to treat his injuries, he was really distorted and out of shape.

The bones in his palm kept ringing, and would crumble at any time and become bloody foam.

Song Qingshu's divine power was still running around, preventing the boy's right palm from returning to normal.

"Although I am a villain, and the person who came is not kind, but you, a little boy, can't be so rampant with me, otherwise you should have gotten more embarrassed."

Song Qingshu looked at the child with a painful face, smiled slightly and said coldly to the other side.

"You, your good days are at the end of their lives from now on... You are so brave enough to dare to go wild in my Bajing Palace."

"It's kind of immobile, I'll invite my brother of the Palace Master of Nine Suns Palace, today you can't kill if you have nine lives."

Looking at the murderous intent in Song Qingshu's eyes, the boy cried out with incoherent fright, and pointed at Song Qingshu with his finger as he walked.

The boy yelled into the mountain gate, his figure turned into a ray of light and flew back quickly.

Song Qingshu ignored the frightened boy and sat quietly to watch the changes.

He didn't know what kind of opponent he would meet next, so Song Qingshu became excited.

Although this boy is very unreasonable now, Song Qingshu completely ignores it.

Just ask, how does the emotion of the ant's emotions affect the dragon's emotions?

"Why does the boy bother me and make a noise here?"

After the boy yelled a few times, there was a shout from the depths of the palace of Jiuyang Shrine.

The voice was as cold as a clear spring, and the person who spoke was not very old, but there was a sense of majesty.

This shout made the Void tremble, extremely powerful, with a certain inexplicable melody and martial arts fluctuation.

However, when this shout came into Song Qingshu's mind, it couldn't make Song Qingshu's thoughts turbulent, and it couldn't make his soul tremble for a moment.

Song Qingshu shook his head slightly, shook away the trace of boredom in his mind, and looked at the Jiuyang Shrine with self-consciousness.

Jiuyang Shrine is built between mountain peaks, surrounded by beautiful scenery. Between the mountain peaks, there are spirit birds flying through the air, Danya strange rocks, waterfalls and galaxies.

On the cliff, there are colorful clouds and clouds, and there are ten thousand years of Ganoderma lucidum growing under the cliff, which is like a fairyland.

This place is not as vast as it is, and it is almost negligible compared to the entire First God Pass.

However, it is very wonderful, it can be called a land of great fortune, evolving into a land of sun, moon and clock.

"Not bad, just right for me."

The corner of Song Qingshu's mouth raised a slight curve, nodded with satisfaction, and said to himself.

When Song Qingshu was looking at this piece of Jiuyang Temple.

The boy who had fled before had already come to the depths of the Jiuyang Shrine, kneeling on the ground and kowtowing: "There is a young man who came from nowhere and ate the ambition of the leopard, and came to my Jiuyang Shrine to speak out and destroy my mountain gate. , And threatened to enter the Nine Suns Shrine!"

The right hand of the boy fractured by Song Qingshu's punch was still slightly convulsed, so he instantly broke out in a cold sweat, and his speech could not help but tremble.

Listen to the boy's report.

A young man suddenly appeared in the Jiuyang Shrine.

The man breathed calmly like a mountain, dressed in a black and white robe, and wearing a purple and gold crown soaring, he was not angry or majestic.

Chapter 558

In the rules of the first god pass, although the monks are not allowed to fight when outside the non-hero battlefield.

But it made it clear that monks could fight for their residence.

Therefore, this move like Song Qingshu to break into the Nine Suns God Palace will not cause any interested people to target Song Qingshu.

It is precisely because Song Qingshu is so familiar with the rules of the First Divine Pass that he dared to be so bold without any fear.

"I have to say that having a system is really comfortable!"

Song Qingshu looked at the Jiuyang Shrine, the smile at the corner of his mouth rose more and more, and he couldn't help but sigh.

Just as Song Qingshu was looking at the Nine Suns Palace's palace that was destined to belong to him, there were also waves in the Nine Suns' Palace's palace.

From the depths of the Jiuyang Shrine came a man who did not seem to be very old, at best he was only more than two dozen.

His long eyebrows reach his temples, and he has a head of brilliant blond hair that looks like a stream of fire, but his eyes are cold as ice.

The man as a whole cannot be said to be so handsome, but he has a strong aura. Just standing there makes the void mourn.

The man walked up to the boy like a heavenly king, looked at the boy, and said coldly, "Want to seize my palace gate?"

"How strong is the person?"

The boy held back the sharp pain in his right arm, and slammed his head and said:

"Half...Half-step transformation of the gods."

As the boy uttered his words and swiped, the vitality of the world around him suddenly froze.

This is really freezing.

The two-tiered boy of the God-Transforming Realm could not move at all in the frozen heaven and earth vitality.

His hands and feet are frozen, as if he weighs a thousand catties, and even breathing requires a lot of effort.

"The scum of the half-step transformation of the gods will make you scream and disturb me to clean up?"

"Let me ask you, are you tired of living?"

The young man stood on a high place in the palace, looked at the boy who was kneeling on the ground coldly, and snorted.

The words are full of killing intent, as if they would kill the boy at any time, as terrible.

The boy let out a long suffocation, and said with difficulty:

"Qingfeng dare not!"

"Although the incoming person only has a half-step transformation of the gods, he has an extremely powerful cultivation base. It will smash my dragon claws with a single blow, and it should be compressed."

As Tong Zi Qingfeng said, he raised his right arm.

The deformed, bruised and black palms were reflected in the young man's eyes.

Naturally, the young man who was the master of this monster beast knew the most about Qingfeng's strength.

Being able to injure Qingfeng's dragon claws with just one punch, the horror of the people coming is probably self-evident.

One thought ends here.

The man dissipated the murderous coercion against Qingfeng, making the space no longer freezing and cold.

"My eldest brother is not in Jiuyang Shrine, and it has only been a year since he went out to practice. Nowadays, there are immortal climbers who can't wait and want to hit me on Jiuyang Shrine?!"

The young man muttered to himself with incomparable indifference, and walked towards the gate of Jiuyang Shrine while speaking softly.

The young man's clothes rose without wind, with brilliant blond hair and emptiness.

He had just taken a step, and then directly crossed dozens of miles, his figure shattered into the void, and then he came to Song Qingshu's body: "Is this the one who broke the palace half-step into the gods?"

Song Qingshu saw this young man, saw his black and white robe, the breath between his brows shattered into the void.

He was like a god king coming to the world, giving people a very scared feeling. Song Qingshu looked at it carefully and felt even more surprised.

Because this person is really very powerful, far surpassing that of the meditation monk and so on!

In the depths of this person's brilliant blond hair, a bloody energy loomed up in the sky.

The young man's energy is as thick as a dragon, his vitality is surging, like a holy furnace, it contains terrifying power.

Seeing this young man, Song Qingshu was quite surprised. He didn't expect to see such a powerful young man not long after he first arrived at the first pass.

The apparent strength of the young man is only in the middle stage of the fifth stage of the transformation of the gods, but he is definitely comparable to the peak of the nine stages of the transformation of the gods!

On the way to Dengxian, the powerful person who has compressed his own cultivation level is like a cloud. Song Qingshu just sighs about this, and is not shocked.

"What about me? The Nine Suns Temple has existed for thousands of years. Haven't you been in the Lord for more than ten years?"

"Now, it's time for the Jiuyang Shrine to have a new owner."

Song Qingshu's mouth raised a smile and said indifferently.

Hearing this, the young man raised his sword eyebrows, and the star eyes were full of cold:

"Who are you, actually dare to come to my Jiuyang Shrine to take the place?"

"Have you never heard of my elder brother's name? My eldest brother is a descendant of true immortals, who has been in immortality for fifty years, and ranked eighth on the list of heavenly immortals!"

The so-called Celestial Climbing List is a ranking of the Celestial Celestial Powers handed over to the world to personally engrave.

It is said that the top 100 masters on the immortal list are unparalleled powerhouses with the emperor's worth.

As for the top ten people, it is even more terrifying. Everyone is about to embark on the qualification battle of the gods. Song Qingshu heard about it just as soon as he embarked on the journey to the immortal.

But because only the strong who stepped into the first divine pass will be inscribed on the top of the immortal ranking list.

Therefore, before the first Shenguan, Song Qingshu had never been inscribed on the list, even if he had acted mysteriously. He was unknown and not noticed by others.

Therefore, Song Qingshu seldom pays attention to the ranking of the heavenly immortals, feeling that the ranking of the strongest engraved by it is not true.

Therefore, when he heard the threat of the young man, Song Qingshu still shrugged his shoulders indifferently, and said disdainfully: "I have never heard of a real fairy for a long time."

Listen to Song Qingshu's reply.

The young man sneered:

"So lonely and ignorant, it seems that he is not a strong person, full of crazy words, is it just a lunatic?"

Hearing this, Song Qingshu couldn't help but chuckle:

"Are you a lunatic, come back after a fight!"

"Huh! How can I go to war with a madman? Stop talking nonsense!"

"I also think you are a lunatic, otherwise you would destroy my mountain gate and hurt my boy, it would be a death penalty."

"Now the death penalty can be avoided and the living sin cannot escape! Punish you as a slave and watch the palace gate for me for three years. When the expiration period expires, I will let you go and heal your mind."

The young man put his hands on his back, looked at Song Qingshu, and joked. His speech was slow, but very powerful, like a fairy bell resounding in the void.

After the young man decided that Song Qingshu was a lunatic, he didn't give Song Qingshu any more room.

He was like an emperor, powerful and powerful, directly condemning Song Qingshu, and ordered him to serve as a slave here.

"Do you think I am a lunatic? You want me to be your slave and guard the palace gate for you?"

Song Qingshu looked at the young man, and his face sank.

Chapter 559

When looking at each other with the young man, Song Qingshu was very surprised.

The young man standing in front of him now can really be said to be very powerful, far surpassing any opponent Song Qingti had encountered before.

The blood in the young man's body rushed straight into the nine layers of clouds like a pillar, like thousands of real dragons swimming in his body!

But nevertheless.

Song Qingshu's face is still indifferent. Although the young man is strong, he is not strong enough to make Song Qingshu feel desperate: "Want me to guard the gate of Jiuyang Shrine for you? Are you crazy?"

Listening to Song Qingshu's words, the young man couldn't help but raised his sword eyebrows, and sternly said coldly: "What are you talking about? Don't you want to be a gatekeeper for my Jiuyang Shrine! What a distinguished status, if not I am sorry that you will not arrange such a position for you!"

"Now I give you a chance, but you don't know how to cherish it. Do you want me to kill you alive to be happy?!"

The young man stood on the cliff, condescending, looking down at Song Qingshu and shouting.

"It can be considered a distinguished status to look after your home? Besides, this piece of Jiuyang Shrine was built by a powerful man thousands of years ago. What does it matter to you?"

Listening to the young man's words, Song Qingshu sneered and asked.

"Humph, this place is owned by my palace lord."

"I have never heard of the ancient power. Don't talk nonsense here."

The boy whose right arm was interrupted by Song Qingshu's punch was extremely gloomy, staring at Song Qingshu, and shouted coldly.

"The world's most treasured people live."