Chapter 618

"Ding, the system prompts that we are collecting the storage bags of all the dead in the artistic conception of Kun. The collection progress is 70%. Please wait patiently."

"Ding, the system prompts that we are collecting the storage bags of all the dead in the artistic conception of Kun. The collection progress is 80%. Please wait patiently."

……

When the system in Song Qingshu's mind was about to collect everyone's storage bags, song Qingshu directly interrupted the work of the system and didn't let it continue to collect.

Because at this time, for song Qingshu, he found a piece of paper that interested him.

The whole body of the paper is yellow, and it always looks no different from ordinary yellow paper.

The only difference between it and other yellow paper is that the word God is written on the yellow paper.

These two words are the name of the killer organization, the God organization, which made song Qingshu a headache for a while.

Song Qingshu stretched out his hand, pinched the yellow paper with his index finger and middle finger, and looked up and down.

Rumor has it.

The divine organization once provoked an old ancestor who had entered the realm of divine light for a long time and cut his favorite granddaughter into 18 pieces.

Immediately, my grandfather became angry and, regardless of the consequences, wiped out dozens of small worlds in one breath. He angrily slaughtered the four directions and eight fields. He didn't want to listen to anyone.

However, when the universe trembled, the ancestor never found any trace of the divine organization.

Finally, the old ancestor had to stop his pursuit of the God organization.

He took the initiative to hide from the world and no longer looked for the location of the divine organization.

Song Qingshu was skeptical about such rumors at the beginning.

But later, the development of things forced song Qingshu to believe.

Even if song Qingshu has a super plug-in system deep in his mind, it is still useless.

It may be the reason why the function of the system can not be completely improved due to the poor strength of song Qingshu.

Despite several efforts, the system in Song Qingshu's mind still could not detect the location of the divine organization.

In those three years of journey, this matter really made song Qingshu feel quite difficult, and he didn't know what to do for a moment.

But.

All the messy thoughts came to an end when song Qingshu gently pinched the yellow paper.

"System, analysis, is this a map recording the location of the divine organization?"

Song Qingshu opened his eyes and eyes to the sky, emitting nine colors of brilliance, but he still couldn't see through the yellow paper.

Then he spoke directly to the system in his mind, hoping to get the answer he wanted most.

"Ding, the system prompts that the scanning yellow paper is being analyzed, and the analysis progress is 10%. Please wait patiently."

"Ding, the system prompts that the scanning yellow paper is being analyzed. The analysis progress is 20%. Please wait patiently."

"Ding, the system prompts that the scanning yellow paper is being analyzed. The analysis progress is 30%. Please wait patiently."

……

"Ding, the system prompts that the scanning yellow paper is being analyzed, and the analysis progress is 90%. Please wait patiently."

"Ding, the system prompts that the scanning yellow paper is being analyzed, and the analysis progress is 99%. Please wait patiently."

"Ding, the system prompts that the analysis is completed. Now the recorded content on the yellow paper is transmitted to the host's mind."

With the last sound of the system, song Qingshu's eyes suddenly flashed a burst of brilliance.

The endless information about the divine organization poured into song Qingshu's mind like a tidal sea.

Just like song Qingshu thought.

This seemingly ordinary yellow paper is a detailed introduction to the secrets of the divine organization!

The history of the divine organization, the strongest, and even its address are recorded in detail on this ordinary yellow paper.

At the moment, song Qingshu has also poured into his mind. For a moment, song Qingshu has become the person who knows the history of gods best in the world!

"So, where is such a huge divine organization hiding?"

"Hehe, it's really interesting! When the heroic battlefield falls behind, I will destroy the whole divine organization! To repay the kindness of being chased and killed several times! "

Song Qingshu opened his eyes, and the glory disappeared. The things about the God organization have been engraved in his mind by song Qingshu.

Now that the heroic battlefield is about to be held, song Qingshu has to consider the heroic battlefield first.

"Go!"

With song Qingshu's soft drink, he stepped out, left the Kunyi world he created, and returned to the flying restaurant at the beginning.

……

"Look! The man is out! "

"God, can he really kill the meditation friars? There are more than twenty people! "

"Is this song Qing book too terrible? No wonder it's someone who has a festival with Qiu Tianyi. His strength is so powerful that he's heinous... "

Song Qingshu's figure was revealed from that light spot. His body had not even completely stood firm, and the voice of discussion in the whole Feitian restaurant could not be heard calmly.

The discussion became louder and louder, and the originally quiet Feitian restaurant completely turned into a downtown existence.

Song Qingshu casually found a seat to sit down and recuperated his vitality in the crowd.

"Taoist brother, be a friend?"

When song Qingshu closed his eyes and adjusted his breath.

The man in Chinese who had been interested in Song Qingshu's struggle came forward, handed song Qingshu a cup of sake and smiled.

Song Qingshu opened his eyes and was as indifferent as snow:

"The hero battlefield is about to be held. Everyone will be the enemy and there is no need to form gangs."

"And you have a killing intention for me, and there is more soul powder in sake? What are you doing? "

Seeing through by song Qingshu, the man in Chinese shrugged his shoulders and hissed:

"There is no other, just because I have some intersection with the meditation monk, I feel some indignation when I see her dead."

Hearing the speech, song Qingshu didn't hide his killing intention and took a deep look at the man in Chinese clothes.

The killing intention across the sky passes through the God body of the man in Chinese like a sharp blade.

There was a soft pop.

The fluttering sleeves of the man in Chinese clothes suddenly opened a hole.

Several wisps of ink hair were cut off and fell one after another.

There was a trace of blood on his face, and blood beads trickled down from it.

Just when song Qingshu planned to further cut off the head of the man in Chinese clothes.

Suddenly, song Qingshu took back his killing intention like a tidal sea, lowered his head and drank his own cup of sake with a smile.

That's why.

It was because some soldiers pushed open the door of Feitian restaurant and poured in like a team of steel rivers.