Chapter 555

More and more people came out of the city gate. Finally, those powerful monks turned into a long dragon and gradually entered the first God pass.

There was no doubt that some people were strong, so they occupied the front of Changlong.

Some friars were weak, so they had to walk behind the long dragon in a rather low-key way, silent, and only wanted to come to the long dragon one day.

At this time, the position arrangement above the long dragon initially established their position in the first God pass.

However, no matter what the long dragon was like, a terrible strong man with a black long gun always stood in front of the long dragon and threw other monks down.

That person is song Qingshu.

At the forefront of the long stream of people, song Qingshu smiled coldly and refused to act together with these Immortals:

"I know the rules better than those soldiers."

The beautiful nun was stunned by song Qingshu's words, and then wanted to say something.

But the figure of song Qingshu has been scattered like a burst of smoke, and the trace can no longer be found.

"Alas, these outstanding people are not the existence I can approach?"

"But how can he say that he knows the rules and what we should do better than the soldiers here? It's puzzling... "

Looking at the disappearance of song Qingshu, the nun couldn't help sighing and murmuring.

Although this matter is extremely difficult to understand, today's song Qingshu's understanding of the rules of the first Shenguan is indeed more than everyone in the first Shenguan.

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

Everything about the first God pass is stored in Song Qingshu's mind. As long as song Qingshu needs it, it can be extracted in a moment.

Therefore, after Song Qingshu thought a little, his mind suddenly emerged about what he would do next:

"The time of the hero battlefield is uncertain. If it is fast, it will be a few days, slower, or even three years or two..."

"Well, I should find myself a place to live first, shouldn't I?"

"In addition, the first God pass doesn't have so many rules. It's easy to say everything except using force without authorization."

Stop talking.

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

When the figure of song Qingshu reappears, it has appeared in the highest building of the first God pass, overlooking the incomparably broad first God pass.

First, the city in Shenguan is huge, the streets are wide, and the streets are full of towering ancient trees.

From time to time, there is a smell of Avenue on the ancient trees, with lush branches and leaves, just like a divine tree.

There are many grounded buildings on both sides of the ancient tree, pharmacies specializing in healing pills, weapon shops selling weapons of huashenjing level, etc.

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

Looking at the scenery in the first God pass, song Qingshu was surprised.

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

However, this livable city is not like the bustling streets of ordinary people. It is lifeless, and the business of each shop is not hot.

Especially the monks you come and go in the street.

During this period, everyone looked at others with extremely cold eyes and held the handle of the knife.

Obviously, I don't know anyone, but I have a killing intention.

Since entering the city.

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

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

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

"There are many bones in the way of cultivation. There are no relatives or friends."

Just as song Qingshu's voice fell, a cold laughter sounded in Song Qingshu's ear:

"That's why you're doomed to die alone forever!"

Wen Yan.

Song Qingshu looked back and looked coldly at the man who cursed behind him.

Not what song Qingshu expected.

I don't know when the meditation monk who had just been forced back by song Qingshu appeared behind him.

Around the body of the meditation friar, there are several men and women standing, and there are strange images in everyone's eyes.

Or flying dragon.

Or thunder.

Or a bright moon or a clear spring.

Everyone is extremely powerful. Just standing here will collapse a void.

The meditation monk looked at Song Qingshu with cold eyes and said with gnashing teeth:

"Cherish your poor little time now. On the heroic battlefield, I will kill you!"

With the cold drink of the meditation monk.

Around Song Qingshu's body, there was a cold air, cold and incomparable, just like cold ice.

The men and women around the meditation monk were joking at Song Qingshu, waiting for him to get angry and take the lead in conflict.

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

The killing intention surged out of her like a cold wave and looked at Song Qingshu as if to fight him immediately.

"Why, when I found these rotten sweet potatoes and rotten bird eggs, I thought I could win?"

"Believe it or not, I can kill all of you by turning my hand?"

Song Qingshu was extremely indifferent and shouted like Shura.

"Bastard!"

"How dare you...!"

Song Qingshu just spoke.

The men and women standing behind the meditation friar immediately burst the pot and angrily shouted, pointing to song Qingshu.

The meditation monk raised the dust in his hand and stopped the noise behind him:

"Even if I came alone, a waste like you would never dare to do anything to me."

"All this. It's just your excuse, broken slag. It's always broken slag. You can't turn over. "

Hearing the speech, song Qingshu looked at the meditation monk coldly and knew that she was not going to fight here, but deliberately provoked.

The meditation friar led people to surround himself, just to stimulate song Qingshu to kill, so as to attract the soldiers in the first God pass to kill with a knife.

The soldier commander at the gate was ignored by song Qingshu. Now he must be hostile to song Qingshu.

At this time, if song Qingshu is successfully provoked, the soldiers will certainly seize this excuse and lead the rest of the soldiers to ruthlessly kill song Qingshu.

At this point.

Song Qingshu smiled coldly:

"Your mind is very vicious, but I advise you not to provoke me, or even if you destroy the first God pass, I will kill you!"

That's it.

Song Qingshu raised his right foot and took a step.

A thud.

Just like the killing intention of the tidal sea, it smashed the meditation Friar's face green and red, and risked spitting blood first.

"Hum! Let's go! "

After calming down his breath, the meditation friar no longer entangled with song Qingshu and turned away directly.

After the provocative storm subsided.

Song Qingshu no longer paid attention to the meditation monk, but focused on finding his own residence.