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"Ding, the system prompts that during the time of the fortune-telling hero battlefield, the fortune-telling progress is 50%. Please also the host to wait patiently."

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"Ding, the system prompts that the fortune-telling progress is 90% during the time of the fortune-telling hero battlefield. Please also the host to wait patiently."

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"Ding, the system prompts that after the divination, the hero battlefield will be opened in the last two or three days. The accuracy is 50%."

After a day's time, Song Qingshu heard the last beep of the system.

Although the accuracy was only 50%, Song Qingshu couldn't help but get excited by this prompt.

boom!

For a moment of excitement, an aura of blood suddenly appeared above Song Qingshu's head, and the aura shot up into the sky, shattering the eaves of the restaurant's carved columns and painting columns.

"Just these few days?"

Song Qingshu reduced the aura on his head, with a smile on his mouth, whispered.

Chapter 605

The Feitian Restaurant is worthy of its name. It really hangs in the air, flying with clouds and mist, swallowing the morning glow and dancing, with stars falling on it, like a majestic palace towering in the sky.

This Feitian restaurant is not only famous for its delicious food and beauty, but also its consumption is extremely scary.

Just because of the tea fee, I don't need to mention a few gods and spirit stones. Even people from the great world will not be able to afford it.

It is precisely because of this that the Feitian Restaurant has been silent for many years, and it is truly like a fairy palace outside of the clouds, without eating fireworks.

However today.

After Song Qingshu murmured the news that the hero battlefield was about to open, the entire Feitian restaurant suddenly returned to the dust, and the clamor rose.

"This fellow Daoist, what are you talking about? What time will the hero battlefield unfold? Oh my god, is this news reliable? I don't know how long I have been in the first pass!"

"What? Who said that? When will the hero battlefield start?"

"After many years, the opening of the heroic battlefield is unsuccessful. Have I finally waited..."

Song Qingshu murmured a few times just now. It was a sigh, but he didn't expect to cause an uproar in this restaurant in an instant.

Countless people sat around Song Qingshu's body, some were suspicious, some were extremely excited, and some even drank out of alcohol, and then collapsed directly, dreaming of happiness.

Only those who have survived the heroic battlefield are qualified to go all the way to Dengxian.

No matter what a genius you are, as long as you haven't passed the test of the heroic battlefield, you will never be able to set foot on the road.

So after learning the news that the hero battlefield is about to reopen after many years, this group of peerless masters who are usually happy and angry have fallen into a carnival.

After learning that the hero battlefield is about to open.

Countless people came from all corners of the First God Pass and gathered in this Feitian restaurant.

First, because this is definitely a big event worth celebrating and joy, it's worth spending some gods and spirit stones to enjoy it.

Secondly, the hero battlefield is opened, and everyone in the first god pass will become opponents. Come to the restaurant in advance to confirm who your strong opponents are.

Song Qingshu sat in an extremely remote corner of the Feitian Restaurant, ordered two meats and two vegetarians, and a plate of peanuts, with a spicy drink.

He whispered the ballads while uncovering the incomparably powerful spiritual sense, and leaned toward the entire Feitian restaurant, collecting all the enemies that could pose a threat to him.

In the lobby of the restaurant, a young man in a Chinese dress sits at a table alone, swaying the folding fan, and the void is full of cracked roads.

It is said that he comes from a very powerful world, the wizard of Tianzong, has reached the peak of the Eightfold Realm of Transforming God, and can be a master of God of War.

On the other side, sitting in the elegant room of the restaurant is a monk with a golden hoop on his head and messy hair tied in the golden hoop.

There is a very hideous birthmark on his face. Although he is a Buddhist disciple, he is not very kind.

Song Qingshu thought a little bit, and then he inquired the identity of the monk from the other guests in the restaurant.

It turned out that this monk came from an ancient world called Xitian Buddhism. He entered the Dao and was not merciful. He was so murderous that others would not dare to approach him.

Song Qingshu only hurriedly scanned the Feitian Restaurant, and found that none of the hundreds of them were ordinary.

Each is a proud and legendary person.

The strong on Dengxian Road went all the way, and there were more than a million people who died.

These people who can stand out from these million powerhouses are all the pride of heaven and the most powerful people in countless realms!

In addition to some very powerful people sitting in the restaurant, there are naturally many people who are relatively ordinary in strength. They are allied, or they are like-minded, or like-minded people come together.

For example, in a very obvious corner of the restaurant, Song Qingshu's spiritual sense felt the existence that disgusted him.

"Sister Jingxin, please rest assured, it is said that the hero battlefield will be held soon, and I will definitely kill that Song Qingshuge here!"

"Yes! That person is too rude, even Sister Jingxin dare to insult, if they meet, I will make him regret it!"

"Such a bastard, what's the use of not dying?"

In Song Qingshu's spiritual knowledge, there was a burst of laughter and cursing, and the objects of laughter seemed to be related to him.

Hearing this, Song Qingshu directly drank a glass of sake, and then looked over there. In addition to seeing the speaker, he also saw the meditation monk who had almost fought.

The meditation monk had a strong spiritual sense. After feeling Song Qingshu's gaze, he couldn't help but turn his head, and immediately saw Song Qingshu.

The moment he saw Song Qingshu, the cold light in the beautiful eyes of the meditation monk disappeared.

Her beloved Eight Wing Tianpeng was shot and killed by Song Qingshu, which was a great shame to her master.

After sensing the killing intent in the cultivator's eyes, Song Qingshu stood up.

Immediately, he found a table quite close to the meditating monk, sat down straight, and drank a small wine for himself, ignoring the remarks.

Song Qingshu was observing the people in the hotel, and the people in the hotel were naturally observing him.

At the moment Song Qingshu just got up, many people noticed Song Qingshu, and then all kinds of eyes swept over either intentionally or unintentionally.

Today Song Qingshu is a strong figure in the air, who has insulted Dengxian Jiuqi several times, and is also the enemy of Qiu Tianyi. All kinds of legendary experiences have left many people deeply impressed by him.

Watching Song Qingshu sitting beside him.

The face of the meditation monk could not help showing extremely complex emotions, both anger and panic.

The several powerful men sitting around the meditation monk unabashedly released hostility and murderous intent towards Song Qingshu.

There are seven or eight people around the meditation monk, all with great heads and horns, all of them are extraordinary people, but they are rare in the ascendant army.

This is also normal. Where are the ordinary people who can walk here?

"I heard that when Daoist Meditation first entered the sacred level, there was actually a young man who killed the Daoist Meditation’s Eight-winged Tianpeng frantically, and it was unreasonable."

"Everyone, tell me, is this perverted, is it the shame of my generation of monks?"

At the table of the meditation monk, a slightly younger man shook the glass wine glass in his hand, speaking in a very crisp voice.

His speech was gentle, his voice was neither high nor low, but it could be clearly heard by everyone in the Feitian Restaurant.

The monk was wearing a azure blue suit, his brows were still childish, and his complexion was as fair as jade, especially his fingers were extremely crystal clear.

The reflection between his fingers and the glazed jade cup made him look even more detached.

Everyone in the restaurant focused their eyes on Song Qingshu, because everyone knew that this was saying bad things about Song Qingshu.

Chapter 606

Listening to the provocative words of the slightly immature-looking man, Song Qingshu couldn't help putting down the glass of sake in his hand, seemingly silent and disdainful.

"It's indeed a scum. The way to Dengxian is to fight for hegemony. If you have the strength, you will have a fair and honest duel. What kind of a hero and an ability to kill people for no reason?"

"It's disgusting."

A woman around the meditation monk chuckled softly and laughed jokingly.

The female student's appearance is different from that of the meditation monk. It is especially enchanting and charming, but at this time her voice is very sharp.

She wore a red dress that looked like a flame. She was supposed to be charming and enchanting, but now she has an undisguised killing intent, full of cold blood.

"This fellow Daoist, they are so insulting you, don't you fight back? Such a timidity is too shabby."

Listen to the words of the meditation monk and others.

Those who had something good went directly to the body of Song Qing's book, don't take a look at Song Qing's book, and then spoke.

So far.

Song Qingshu shook his head directly, drank a glass of sake with disdain, and said: "There are so many clowns in this world. Why don't I have to kill them one by one, just ignore it."

Listening to Song Qingshu's words, the meditation monk's table of seven or eight heavenly pride could not help but cool down.

"Murder mount, never repent, I didn't expect a rat generation like you would dare to be arrogant here!"

The red-clothed woman slapped the table angrily, stood upright, frowned, and the two willow eyebrows were straight upside down, and her pupils were cold.

The immature man pulled the hem of the woman in red, pulled her to sit down, and then smiled and said, "Why does Sister Xiaye get angry with a villain? We will enter the battlefield of heroes in a few days. For pigs and dogs like this, let us learn a lesson!"

Listen to the voice of this immature man.

Even those unrelated people in the restaurant can't help but feel that these people are too much.

With red faces and white faces, they sang and harmonized in their words, and constantly refuted Song Qingshu in an attempt to arouse his anger and provoked him to take the lead.

However, at this time, no one stood up to speak justice for Song Qingshu.

The hero battlefield is about to open.

All the arrogant sons of the heavens were eager to see Song Qingshu's anger, and then ignored them, killing them in the restaurant.

It would be great if that was the case. Song Qingshu would be in trouble, and the peerless master on the hero battlefield would be able to lose one.

Obviously, besides the meditation monk and other generations, everyone else in the restaurant also expects that Song Qingshu will rise up, and then use the rules to criticize Song Qingshu.

Song Qingshu was very clear about the intentions of the monk and others, and knew that this was not the best time for him to do it.

But Song Qingshu was never a person who only considered suitability, he also considered whether he was happy.

So Song Qingshu stood up and looked at the young man and the meditation monk, "It seems you want to die?"

Song Qingshu's speech was very categorical, so it seemed particularly natural and powerful, like the emperor's speech, more like a rant.

Listening to Song Qingshu's words.

The seven or eight people around the meditation monk cast their gazes at Song Qingshu, like a cold sword.

With a brush, the atmosphere here suddenly became cold, as if the temperature had dropped a few degrees.

The people in the restaurant had a foreboding that there might be a big collision, so the number of people talking in the restaurant became much less.

Countless people have cast their sights on, and this place has become the most concerned place in the restaurant for a while.

Even the master in Chinese clothes, the monk with haircut, and other tables, the top powerhouse who dominates one side, couldn't help but glanced here.

Everyone wants to see which side will suffer.

Seeing Song Qingshu's emotions that would only be revealed when he was really angry, the meditation monk placed Whisk in front of him, and then a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Then Jingxin smiled faintly:

"Friend Song Dao, I remember that Jingxin has no grudges against you. You are asking me for trouble again and again, is it too much."

Song Qingshu is indifferent:

"Things of hypocrisy are as loud as a fly!"

Hearing this, the murderous intent in Xia Ye's eyes could not help but become more intense, while the immature man became even more indifferent, staring at Song Qingshu for several times, and the murderous aura filled.

Song Qingshu knew that several people, including this immature man, were allies of the meditation monk.

A single person may not be a big deal, but when they are together they become very powerful, and they must not be ignored. They can simply walk sideways in the first pass.

In order to attract such a group of people, the meditation monk had spent a lot of time trying to attract a group of people.

"Do you dare to say what you just said again?"

"Song Qingshu, you may have some strength, but in front of Qingxue, you are not allowed to be presumptuous!"

The immature man stood up and looked at Song Qingshu. His eyes were full of murderous intent and shouted.