An hour later, Song Renjia got the new Ying Gong Halberd.

"Are you ready?" Zhang Lingyue asked, dragging the Pluto Bell.

"Ready." Song Renjia nodded.

"Okay then, take it!"

Zhang Lingyue activated the Pluto Bell and took Song Renjia inside.

After a moment of dizziness, Song Renjia appeared in the space created by the Pluto Bell.

The black earth, the dim sky, the strong wind blowing sand and dust, the broken battle flag fluttering in the wilderness.

This is a battlefield.

Song Renjia stepped into this broken land and felt the desolation here.

He sniffed: "Such a strong smell of blood, what the hell is this place...fuck!"

Before Song Renjia could finish his sentence, a ray of sword light struck from a distance and went straight to his head. Fortunately, Song Renjia reacted quickly and dodged it in time, so that the sword light only cut off a trace of his hair.

"There will be an enemy attack so soon."

Song Renjia opened the wings of Tianpeng behind his back, turned into a white flash of light, and quickly approached the source of the sword light.

It was a white skeleton wearing broken armor, with green will-o'-the-wisps shining in its eyes.

"The elixir-forming aura is not strong." Song Renjia, holding a Yinggong halberd, quickly approached and exploded the skull of the skeleton with one blow.

The green will-o'-the-wisp exploded, and the white bones lost the support of their souls and scattered on the ground.

"Sister Lingyue won't just give me such a simple setting...fuck!"

Before Song Renjia could finish another sentence, a spike of earth and stone emerged from the ground and penetrated directly into his lower body.

Fortunately, Song Renjia was on alert and jumped away in time, otherwise, he would definitely turn into a candied haws.

Song Renjia floated in mid-air, and blasted downwards with a sun cannon. The ground exploded, and an undead monk covered in flesh was running rapidly on the ground.

"Want to run?" Song Renjia snorted coldly, spread his fingers, and five flying swords flew out from his fingers. He quickly caught up with the undead monk. After a period of random killing, the undead monk became a sieve and fell to the ground helplessly.

Black and red blood flowed all over the floor.

The enemy was killed, but Song Renjia stopped talking, but still remained nervous and alert, paying attention to his surroundings.

"Still hiding it from me? Come out!"

Song Renjia blasted out a sun cannon, shattering a broken bronze chariot, and behind the chariot, there was a ghost shadow.

The ghost shadow quickly fled into the distance. Song Renjia shook the wings of the Tianpeng and chased after him. He used his halberd to create a shadow of gods and demons and killed the ghost shadow.

Song Renjia still did not dare to relax, and his spiritual consciousness kept scanning the surroundings. Not long after, another hidden enemy was found and killed by Song Renjia.

Continuously searching, constantly killing, and occasionally being attacked accidentally, Song Renjia felt that this kind of battle lasted for three days and three nights, and there was still no end.

His spirit was always in a state of high tension and he did not dare to relax at all, because once he relaxed, there would be hidden enemies attacking him.

Song Renjia's spiritual power was enough to support him in fighting, but his mental will was approaching its limit.

"If this continues, when will it end?"

He wanted to rest very much, but he didn't dare to. He could only wander around in this desolate battlefield.

"Pfft!" His halberd was pulled out from the chest of an undead monk again, and black-red blood splashed on his face.

But Song Renjia was too lazy to wipe it off. At this moment, his hair was disheveled and his face was covered with blood, just like a madman on the battlefield.

But Song Renjia wasn't crazy yet, he was still trying hard to persevere.

Outside the battlefield, Zhang Lingyue was always paying attention to Song Renjia's movements inside.

"Sister Lingyue, hasn't Song Dada fallen yet?" Nezha asked.

"Nothing." Zhang Lingyue stared at the Pluto clock and said, "It's been five hours."

The time that really passed was completely different from the time Song Renjia felt. In that dilapidated and desolate battlefield, Song Renjia felt that he had been there for five days.

At this moment, he was in a state of numbness, just constantly searching for enemies and then killing them.

He killed more and more people because more and more enemies appeared. Later, instead of appearing one by one, two or three of his colleagues appeared. After that, they even appeared in groups, dozens of them.

Dozens of people showed up.

These enemies are not serious head-on confrontations, and they are not Song Renjia's opponents. But what troubles Song Renjia is that there are always some people hiding in the dark among the enemies, so he has to be on alert at all times.

After fighting until now, this kind of vigilance has almost become Song Renjia's instinct. Whenever an enemy approaches, Song Renjia can often detect it immediately and kill it.

"It's already very effective." Zhang Lingyue, who was observing from outside, said.

"It's been nine hours, right?" Nezha walked in from the door, holding the dinner he bought from Tianhe Breakfast.

"Yeah." Zhang Lingyue hummed, still staring at the Pluto Clock.

Song Renjia stayed inside for several hours, and Zhang Lingyue stared outside for several hours, almost never looking away.

"Is it almost done? I think Song Dada has developed the most primitive vigilance and murderous intention." Nezha handed a skewer of barbecue to Zhang Lingyue.

"The vigilance is enough, but the killing intent is not enough." Zhang Lingyue said. He swallowed the meat skewers in one bite, wiped his mouth, and said: "Now, I want to give him the final test."

"What is the last test?" Nezha asked after taking a bite of meat skewers.

"Behead ten thousand people." Zhang Lingyue tapped her finger on the Pluto clock.

"Gudu."

Nezha swallowed his saliva and swallowed it mixed with the roasted meat.

…

The land in the fantasy battlefield suddenly underwent huge changes, which raised Song Renjia's vigilance to the highest level.

Countless black shadows suddenly rose from the ground, floated into the air, or turned into skeletons, undead, or ghosts...

The sky is filled with enemies.

"Gudu."

Song Renjia swallowed his saliva.

"Sister Lingyue, is this too big a deal?"

There are probably thousands or even tens of thousands of these countless enemies, right?

A series of sword lights and undead thorns came towards Song Renjia. Song Renjia didn't have time to think too much, and he started the battle with his heroic halberd.

In the desolate battlefield, with murderous intent surging, Song Jia kept dancing the heroic halberd, releasing the Bu Zhou Fei Sword, and using the sun cannon.

Skeletons were reduced to ashes, undead souls disappeared into ashes, ghosts disappeared, and Song Renjia became crazy with killing intent!

The pale white aura materialized around Song Renjia, making Song Renjia's whole person exude the temperament of a murderous god.

The number of enemies is constantly decreasing, but there are too many of them. From the entire battlefield, there seems to be no change.

"ah--!"

Song Renjia roared and exploded.

The gods and demons halberd continued to swing the gods and demons, and the shadows of gods and demons appeared one after another, killing the enemies around them.

The ten irregular flying swords transformed into hundreds of thousands, piercing continuously, and the enemy's figures were pierced one after another.

The wings of Tianpeng also released a stream of light blades, slashing at the surrounding enemies.

However, there were too many enemies, and swords and swords struck at Song Renjia one after another, filling Song Renjia's surroundings with turbulent air waves.

"Golden Crow!"

A small golden crow burning with golden flames flew out from the Song Dynasty's Jia Dantian and quickly enlarged in the sky.

The Golden Crow flew through the air, and each enemy was burned to ashes.

"laurel tree!"

The tattoo of the laurel tree appears on Song Renjia's back, and the soft moonlight wraps around Song Renjia's body, protecting his safety.

"The fusion of sun and moon!"

A ball of light blue air appeared in the palm of Song Renjia's hand.

Only this time, the light energy did not turn into the rays of the rumored sun again, but quickly converged in color and turned into white air currents, entwining around Song Renjia.

This is murderous intent!

"Yes!" Outside the illusion, Zhang Lingyue clenched her fists and said with a happy face: "It's done."

In the illusion, Song Renjia pointed his finger at the sky, his eyes were full of killing intent, and he slowly uttered four words:

"Heavenly murderous intent!"

In the sky, fiery red light spots appeared one after another.

Rumble~

Fireworks and meteors descended from the sky, destroying the enemy and destroying the earth. The battlefield instantly turned into a sea of ​​fire.
To be continued...