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"It should be! This Liu Yunxiao was a peerless fierce man decades ago. After ten years of painstaking training in the first God's Gate, he is on the road again after breaking the curse. It is very exciting!"

There was a lot of noise in the Second Divine Gate. Many people were shocked and talked about it when they learned the true identities of those people in the fierce battle just now.

Hei Luosha, the island owner of the Heroes' Battlefield, is the strongest among Liu Yunxiao's three, but he still has several gunshot wounds on his body, and the blood holes are astonishing.

Even the heart on Liu Yunxiao's right chest was shattered into countless pieces, so it's not shocking.

Although Song Qingshu, who was surrounded by three people, was also covered with scars and his battle clothes were torn, but just standing there made people feel chills.

"It turns out that you are the guy named Song Qingshu. The city lord of the first Shenguan told me that you were a thorn in the side. You were unstoppable and difficult to deal with in the first city."

Captain Qinglong frowned, looked Song Qingshu up and down, his eyes flickered with meaning from time to time.

There is a connection between Shenguan and Shenguan, and the news has been transmitted in advance, otherwise the four major military commanders would not be able to know the news of Song Qingshu and others in advance.

"Why waste so much talk with them! Since you have violated the city's regulations, you should..."

Just as Captain Baihu became more and more impatient, there was a thunderous rumble above the sky, and a phantom appeared in the clouds: "Song Qingshu! The city lord regrets that you have surpassed others this time, and you are rare heroes on the road to immortality. , so I don’t care about you this time.”

"But you have to remember, patience once is the limit! If you violate the rules of Shenguan again, and kill rashly, you will be killed!"

Song Qingshu heard the voice of the city lord of the second Shenguan, and couldn't help but think of the city lord of the first Shenguan, knowing that this should be his arrangement.

The rules in the Shenguan are all iron rules. If the city lord of the first Shenguan had not spoken for Song Qingshu and others, the war would have already started at this time.

"Thank you, City Lord Hongliang!"

Liu Yunxiao was the first to half-kneel on the ground, and after thanking them, he took the other two and left.

Song Qingshu only cupped his hands towards the sky, then turned and left in a hurry, as if he had something to do.

At this point, the turmoil subsided.

Under the power of the four major commanders and the city lord, the outcome of Song Qingshu's life and death has not yet been determined. The two factions are still in conflict, and they will never let each other go if they have a chance.

Although the battle between Song Qingshu and others had temporarily come to an end, it still became a topic of discussion among people after dinner.

No matter what, it is a big deal that there is still fierce fighting in Shenguan.

Because of this incident, Song Qingshu and others quickly became popular in the Second Shenguan.

Chapter 695

Song Qingshu hurried away, looking for a corner where no one was around, and transformed into three balls of fresh air.

The three regiments blended with each other to give birth to another Song Qingshu. This is an incarnation outside the body, and its strength is as powerful as Song Qingshu.

Song Qingshu glanced at his avatar, nodded in satisfaction, and then waved his hand, signaling the avatar to go and do things for him.

"Even if I can't kill you all now, it can't make you too happy."

"Didn't you, Black Luosha, have some deal with Liu Yunxiao? Daoyuan Essence, right? Wait for my incarnation to snatch it, and see if you guys are happy!"

Song Qingshu looked at the back of the avatar going away, and thought about Liu Yunxiao and others who were about to be made a fuss by his avatar, Song Qingshu's mouth could not help but raise a smile.

After finishing these things, Song Qingshu went straight to the largest restaurant in Second Shenguan, wanting to drink a glass of good wine and reward himself a little.

At this time, there was already an autumn scene in the Second Shenguan, and the autumn wind was blowing, making Song Qingshu a little chilly.

With the dead leaves falling all over the sky, Song Qingshu was suddenly full of thoughts.

After embarking on the road to immortality, no matter who you are, where you came from, or how powerful the family behind you is, all you have to do is fight along the way.

And in the endless battles, it is impossible to know how many outstanding people fell into a pool of blood like dead leaves after autumn.

Compared with the turmoil of the first Shenguan, everyone in the second Shenguan has an unusually low level invisibly.

It's the anguish of being aspiring to become immortal but suffering repeated setbacks.

It was the helplessness of the melting away of fighting spirit after many years of fighting.

That is the depravity after seeing no future and no hope.

But this is the case all the way to Dengxian.

No matter where you come from or how strong you are, you can only remain silent amidst depression, helplessness, and depravity.

In Song Qingshu's eyes, the second divine level, the vast majority of ascended immortals are in this silent mood.

They are silently recuperating their bodies, silently improving their combat effectiveness, for the next battle, and for the sake of being able to survive.

Consider it from another perspective.

The immortal climbers in the second gate are much stronger than those in the first gate.

Because most of them are silent, and most dogs that bite are also silent...

thought here.

Song Qingshu directly shook his head, put all the thoughts in his mind out of the blue, and then walked firmly in the second gate.

Song Qingshuxiu has the Zhezi formula among the nine-character formulas, and it is extremely simple for him to recuperate.

He only heard the turbulent sound of blood in Song Qingshu's body, and Song Qingshu recovered his body to the peak after a short time.

The brilliance in Song Qingshu's pupils was introverted, and suddenly it was as deep as an abyss, and brilliant brilliance appeared in the deep pupils.

This is a self-contradictory scene, but it also reveals the strength of Song Qingshu in another aspect.

As soon as Song Qingshu entered the second Shenguan, it was already evening, the setting sun in the Shenguan was like residual blood, and the sky outlined was like a sea of ​​blood.

Looking at the setting sun that filled the sky, the group of immortals couldn't help feeling inexplicably bleak.

In an indescribably desolate atmosphere.

Some immortal climbers actually cried bitterly on the road, walking in the slightly cold wind while crying, which shows how much pressure the journey to immortality brought to them.

The cold wind blew, and the chaotic leaves flew all over the sky. The stagnation and desolation eroded everyone in the second Shenguan, making people lose their fighting spirit and unwilling to move forward.

"Ding, the system prompts, it has been detected that there is a formation in the second gate that affects the fighting spirit of the immortals, do you want to break it?"

Listening to the notification sound from the system in his head, Song Qingshu couldn't help but nodded, secretly thinking that it was so.

Ever since Song Qingshu set foot on the Second Divine Gate, he didn't take it seriously at first, but later he found that his state of mind began to be a little restless, and his Dao heart was unstable.

It turned out that this was not Song Qingshu's own problem, but that the entire Second Divine Pass had been set up by people to weaken the fighting spirit of the climbers.

The Hero Battlefield of the first Shenguan is to test the understanding of the immortals.

Then the invisible magic circle of the second divine gate is to test its tenacity.

Only those with the strongest Dao heart can move forward bravely without being greatly affected in this second divine pass.

Although Song Qingshu's Dao heart is still tenacious now, he is somewhat sad and sad, and his strength has been secretly weakened.

"Cracked the influence of this formation on me, and the main formation is not broken."

Song Qingshu stood on the street with his hands behind his back, and spoke to the system in his mind.

"Ding, the system prompts that the influence of the invisible formation on the host is being weakened, and the weakening progress is [-]%. Please wait patiently."

"Ding, the system prompts that the influence of the invisible formation on the host is being weakened, and the weakening progress is 20.00%. Please wait patiently."

"Ding, the system prompts that the influence of the invisible formation on the host is being weakened, and the weakening progress is 30.00%. Please wait patiently."

……

As the system's notification sounds sounded one after another, Song Qingshu felt more and more that the confusion in his Dao heart was gradually dissolving away.

With the help of Song Qingshu's system, the invisible formation that secretly affects the minds of ascended immortals, it is no longer difficult to have any influence on Song Qingshu.

And those monks who didn't help each other systematically, now they are all frowning.

Those with weaker minds cried loudly on the side of the road, and some even wailed directly, which seemed very ridiculous.

"Ding, the system prompts that the influence of the invisible formation on the host is being weakened, and the weakening progress is 80.00%. Please wait patiently."

"Ding, the system prompts that the influence of the invisible formation on the host is being weakened, and the weakening progress is 90.00%. Please wait patiently."

……

"Ding, the system prompts that the influence of the formation on the host has been completely erased!"

Following the prompt from the system, Song Qingshu completely recovered his previous peak strength, his eyes were piercing, his heart was like iron, and every step he took was firm and powerful.

Without the secret influence of the formation, the current Song Qingshu's confidence is no longer shaken, walking alone on the mottled ancient road, like a god of war.

Under the effect of the invisible formation.

The monks who were extremely strong on weekdays have become sad and sad now, the pain in their hearts has been magnified to the greatest extent, and their Dao heart has been shattered.

When Song Qingshu stepped into the most magnificent wine hall in the Second Shenguan, he heard some lonely words before finding a seat.

"Hahaha, I'm just a useless person, what are you talking about becoming an immortal? Hahaha, I have decided, I will quit now, return to my hometown, and never dream of becoming a Taoist again."

A woman in Tsing Yi burst into tears at the wine table, laughing while crying.

Chapter 696

Under the invisible magic circle of the Second Divine Pass, countless monks who were usually as determined as iron became extremely fragile now.

Song Qingshu deciphered the influence of the magic circle, and now he is still as determined as iron, and the invisible trial of the second Shenguan has no effect on him.

He took a jug of wine and sat on the chair in the center of the palace. While drinking alone, he listened to the dissatisfaction of this group of ascended immortals whose pain had been magnified.

"I've decided to quit! It's impossible for me to reach the peak of the road to immortality. Everything is tasteless, and I want to go back to my hometown!"

The person who said this was a female cultivator on the Ascending Immortal Road, dressed in emerald green clothes, with long black hair messily scattered.

In just a few quarters of an hour.

The pain in this female monk's heart was infinitely magnified, and her whole body changed from a heroic figure to an incomparably vicissitudes.

Her eyes were no longer as deep as electricity, but began to be a little dull and numb, her black hair was slanted, and both manes were stained with a few streaks of hoarfrost.

"Really... have you decided to quit? Would it be a pity?"

The ascendant sitting next to the female monk asked, although he was dissuading, but with the same bitterness, he obviously thought about it and wanted to retreat.

The female monk shook her head, said nothing, put down a few spirit stones as money for the wine, got up and left, and returned home without moving forward.