After Song Ren waited for another half a pillar of incense, a message came from there: "The Holy King asked me to tell you that the formation arranged by the three gods this time is aimed at the gods, the gods of the human traitor Sikong Bitu. ”

Song Ren's face changed suddenly.

Terran traitor? Gods? Commonplace?

What does that mean?

"Don't say it, I'm going to be erased from this memory, the Holy King asked me to tell you, I really need your help this time, if you want, three days later, I will still be in charge of receiving you in the Author's Guild, I think that with the method of leaving that you couldn't even control the Holy King last time, no one should be able to hurt you, Xiao Song, we really need you." Zhong Jingshan said with expectation.

Song Ren was silent for a long time after reading the news.

Finally, I looked at the sky and smiled bitterly, it seems that God gave me a lot to catch.

Or is it to realize the true value and mission of a deity before ......

Song Ren couldn't think about it, and he didn't dare to think about it, after searching for Sikong Bitu on the Internet, there was nothing, and after hesitating, he went to the old man.

"Why are you emaciated like this, I didn't sleep well last night?" Jiu Lao sat at the counter, asked Song Ren casually, and stared at his various branches of arms with excitement to take revenge.

Song Ren looked at it, and the 50,000 troops that Jiu Lao had accumulated at the moment were coming towards his own city, quietly clicked on, sent out all the 300,000 troops in the city, and then lay down in front of the table.

"Grandpa Wine, do you know Sikong Bitu?"

The wine veteran, who was looking forward to it, suddenly trembled, his eyes narrowed, and he looked at Song Ren in an instant, and a very dangerous aura came out, making Song Ren's hairs stand up on the table, and he swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

"How did you know about Sikong Bitu?" The old wine said in a cold voice.

"I, I saw it on the Internet at random, there are two people fighting each other, one of them said that you are a Terran traitor like Sikong Bitu, and then he seems to think it is inappropriate, and immediately deleted it, I am just curious." Song Ren hurriedly said.

It seems that he still underestimated this person named Sikong Bitu.

After listening to this, the breath locked on Song Ren's body disappeared, and Song Ren felt as if a huge mountain had moved away from his head.

"Don't ask the name of this person in the future, if you know it, I can only tell you that he is a saint and a humanistic author, and his cultivation is not only to the sky, but also to give birth to two humanoid gods before and after, but in the end, he took refuge in the demon clan, and those two gods were also taken away from the Heavenly Emperor Pavilion by him.

Everything about him on the Internet has been eliminated, and even many people don't know that there is such a number one person in the history of the human race, so the matter is stopped. ”

Song Ren didn't expect that there would be such a secret.

This man is a bull petal, two humanoid gods, saints and humanities, so why betray the human race?

"Wow haha, win, win, finally win, so many resources, it's really happening." At this moment, Jiu Lao's troops finally captured his city, happy as a sixty-year-old child.

"Bring this batch of resources back, I can attack it a second time, there are too many resources for this product," Jiu Lao's face turned red with excitement because of his excitement.

Song Ren smiled bitterly, ordered the withdrawal order again, and withdrew the 300,000 troops again.

…………

Three days later, the author certified the guild.

Zhong Jingshan looked at Song Ren, who had not seen him for the first time in three months, and breathed a long sigh of relief, he was still worried that he would not come.

Song Ren looked at Zhong Jingshan alone, and wondered, "What about the two vice presidents, Tang Yu and Ge Yi?" ”

"The news that you came today, only I know, this is the formation that the Holy King asked me to hand over to you, saying that we will meet on Wushen Island in the afternoon, don't go to the Holy City, it may not be safe, and no more than eight people know about the plan this time," Zhong Jingshan said very seriously.

But he soon smiled: "I don't know what the Holy King is doing with your formation, what does it mean for me to say these words as they are, but I know Wushen Island, I can take you there." ”

Song Ren looked at Zhong Jingshan, and it seemed that he had really been erased from his relevant memories.

He suddenly felt a little stressed.

Put the jade cylinder on his forehead, and soon, some complex formations continued to converge towards his forehead, until Song Ren completely accepted it, and the jade cylinder clicked and shattered into two halves.

"Wushen Island is less than a thousand miles away from the outer realm of the Holy City, if you take our guild's unique Blood Mosquito Beast, you should be able to arrive on time, or let's leave now, right?" Zhongjingshan Road.

Song Ren nodded: "Then it will be troublesome to grow up." ”

"Don't, there must be a price adverb in front, vice president." Zhong Jingshan looked embarrassed.

Song Ren smiled.

Two hours later, Song Ren and Zhong Jingshan sat on top of a giant blue mosquito, overlooking a huge island that they were about to arrive.

This island is located alone in a sea of sea, and there is not even a reef around it, which makes it seem a little lonely.

The area around the island is shrouded in patches of purple mist, which is quite large, covering the entire island, making it impossible to see through the scene on the island.

The huge blood mosquito beast was covered with fluff, it was quite warm, and the speed was also very fast, and Song Ren was shocked by the first ride.

It turns out that mosquitoes can grow so big, how many elephant-level blood they have to suck in a day to survive.

As the Blood Mosquito swooped down, piercing through the purple mist, the scene in front of it became somewhat clearer, revealing the land inside.

The island is covered with verdant greenery, with several mountains and other animals seemingly alive.

In the middle of the island there is a volcano-like depression, and instead of magma, there are streams of purple mist erupting from it, which is strange.

Soon, he saw five people waiting quietly in front of a huge teleportation array beneath the island.

The blood mosquito beast fell, Zhong Jingshan saluted a few people, and then retreated.

Of these five people, Song Ren only knew the purple-robed Saint King, and the others were very unfamiliar, but the momentum on three of them was very strong, and the coercion that was exuded invisibly even the void behind him looked a little distorted.

Song Ren's heart was pounding, he didn't know who these three people were, and hurriedly saluted.

"Song Yu has seen the three holy kings!"

The purple-robed Saint King's name was Lei Yuan, and he looked at Song Ren with interest at the moment, even if he used his own means of detention last time, he didn't even leave him behind.

The other two Holy Kings were too.

"Welcome to Song Yu Xiaoyou, if you can come, our success will be greatly improved this time," Lei Yuan said happily.

"Time is pressing, then, let me introduce you, these two are Gu Yunhai and Sun Shan, who are stationed in the Heavenly Emperor Pavilion all the year round, and outsiders rarely know about it."

Song Ren hurriedly saluted again, this is the Holy King, the purple-robed Saint King's great power in Tianlan City that day let him know how terrifying a Saint King is, these two people don't dare to underestimate it at all.

"I've seen King Gu Shengwang and King Sun Sheng."

"Old man Lei Yuan, I don't need to introduce it, we've met several times," Lei Yuan smiled, and Song Ren smiled back embarrassedly.

"Okay, as for this one, it's Elder Qian Chen, a hundred generations author, and he has a humanoid god in the Heavenly Emperor Pavilion." Lei Yuan introduced.

Song Ren saw that this person was also an old man in a gray robe, with brown spots on his face, and when he saw Song Ren saluting, he also said in a hoarse voice: "I've seen Xiaoyou!" ”

Although Song in was wearing a mask, he should be very young through his voice and what he knew before.

Such people have written one after another in a hundred generations, which is enviable and jealous.