"This kid is dying!"

Seeing Song Renjia taking out the Immortal Killing Sword, Zhang Lingyue screamed and quickly cast a spell, driving Song Renjia out of the illusion space of the Pluto Bell.

Seeing the scene in front of him change, the murderous intent in Song Renjia's eyes did not fade away. Instead, he looked at Zhang Lingyue and said coldly: "Where is the enemy?"

"Crack!"

Zhang Lingyue slapped the Immortal Killing Sword out of Song Renjia's hand. The Immortal Killing Sword fell to the ground with a clang.

Song Renjia was still in a daze. Looking at the familiar surroundings, his murderous intent gradually subsided.

"Crack!"

Zhang Lingyue slapped the sender on the back of the head again: "If you don't want to die, why are you pulling out the Immortal Killing Sword at this time? Are you going to destroy my Pluto Bell?"

Song Renjia returned to his usual naive attitude and said with a smile: "Suddenly he became very interested in killing."

"Are you going crazy with murder?" Zhang Lingyue poked Song Renjia's chest with her finger, "Do you think you have completely controlled your murderous aura? Ah?"

"No, I still feel very stagnant." Song Renjia said quickly.

"I'm telling you, you're still far away." Zhang Lingyue said. She picked up the Immortal Killing Sword on the ground, put it into the Pluto Bell, and said, "Put the Immortal Killing Sword here with me first. I'll return it to you after you have condensed the Holy Body of Killing."

"This... you won't take it for yourself, right?" Song Renjia asked hesitantly. Zhang Lingyue had already shown great interest in the Immortal Killing Sword.

"What's the point of taking it for yourself? Who among us will take it? What's mine is yours, and what's yours is mine." Zhang Lingyue said, controlling the Pluto Bell, and released Song Renjia's ten-way flying sword.

Song Renjia was released urgently just now, but Song Renjia's flying sword was still flying around in the Pluto Bell.

Song Renjia: "...You just want to take it for yourself, right?"

"Hey, dear brother, would you like to borrow your sister's money to play with for a few days?" Zhang Lingyue suddenly changed her face, put her arm around Song Renjia's shoulders, and said in a charming voice: "Sister, I promise, use this sword to kill all those in the human world.

All the Yin spirits’ lives have been taken care of.”

"That's it." Song Renjia hesitated. If it was used to eliminate the Yin spirit life in the human world, Song Renjia thought it would be fine to lend it out.

"Okay then." Song Renjia nodded.

"Is this right?" Zhang Lingyue laughed, "The cultivation method of the Holy Body of Slaughter will be given to you by me from the main body."

"Thank you, Sister Lingyue."

Zhang Lingyue waved and turned around, entering the space in the bottle.

"Uh, Nezha, it's been ten days, hasn't Zhang Lingyu come back yet?" Song Renjia looked at Nezha who was still eating fried chicken and couldn't help but ask.

"That's your illusion." Nezha said, "Look at the date on your phone."

Song Renjia took out his mobile phone and looked at it, and couldn't help but be stunned: "Not even a day has passed? Why do I feel like I have spent ten days in killing?"

"Most of the secret realms used for cultivation have time flow settings." Nezha said, "You think a day has passed in the Pluto Clock, but in fact only one hour has passed in reality."

"Pluto's Clock is really magical." Song Renjia sighed.

"Master Song, why can you restrain your murderous intention so quickly?" Nezha swallowed the whole piece of fried chicken and looked at Song Renjia and asked.

"What do you mean?" Song Renjia was stunned.

"It's hard to stop when you have murderous intentions." Nezha said, "But it only took you three seconds to become like normal."

"Your question... is it because I'm optimistic?" Song Renjia said uncertainly, and he couldn't answer it.

"Maybe it's talent?" Nezha turned around and continued watching TV, "Song Da, you have a pure heart."

"Oh, what a talent." Song Renjia didn't care. He sat side by side on the sofa with Nezha, and also picked up a piece of fried chicken and started eating.

Nezha suddenly took out his cell phone, looked at it for a few times, and suddenly said: "Dad Song, we found a group of Yin Spirit Pythons making trouble in Dongting Lake."

"Let's go, I'll follow and take a look." Song Renjia stood up and said.

The two people went directly to Louting and used illusion barriers to hide their figures. Then one spread his wings and the other stepped on the hot wheel and flew towards the south.

…

Dongting Lake is no longer as peaceful as it used to be. Dongting Lake has shrunk by an unknown amount, and now the lake surface has become as big as the sea, with constant wind and waves.

Nezha and Song Renjia were very fast and arrived at Dongting Lake in ten minutes.

In the sky, Huode Xingjun and Han Xiaodie looked down with solemn expressions.

Han Xiaodie kept casting spells, but she couldn't calm the waves of Dongting Lake no matter what.

"Huode Xingjun." Nezha stepped on the hot wheel and flew over.

"Third Prince, you are finally here." Lord Huo Dexing said with a serious face.

Nezha and Huode Xingjun stood side by side and looked down, with a flash of light in their eyes. After a moment, Nezha said: "There is a crack at the bottom of the lake."

"Yes." Lord Huo Dexing said, "It is indeed a bit troublesome to open a big crack at the bottom of the water and use the Dongting Lake water to resist the power of the flames."

"Can the water of Dongting Lake block the pure Yang flame?" Song Renjia asked.

"If I try my best, I won't be able to stop it." Lord Huo Dexing said, "But are you willing to see Dongting Lake evaporated to dryness?"

"I don't know how many fish and shrimps are living in Dongting Lake. If the lake water is evaporated, all these lives will be unjust deaths," Han Xiaodie said.

"It's really troublesome."

"I can't hold on any longer." Han Xiaodie suddenly turned pale, her body swayed, and she almost fell into the clouds.

He stopped casting spells and saw the tide in Dongting Lake surge towards both banks.

"Third Prince, find a way to stop it, otherwise the people by the lake will suffer." Han Xiaodie said weakly.

The third prince nodded solemnly, stretched out his hand and pointed towards the sky, and the Qiankun Circle and Hun Tian Ling flew out instantly.

The two combine to form a golden-red barrier that surrounds Dongting Lake.

"It turns out that the Great God of San Tan Haihui has arrived, Jie Jie, what an honor it is!" A gloomy laughter came from the bottom of Dongting Lake.

"Who's down there?" Song Renjia asked.

"Dark Zerg Clan Leader, Etch." Lord Huodexing said.

"I don't know." Song Renjia shook his head.

"Old Yin criticizes me." Han Xiaodie said angrily: "Huo Dexingjun was almost successfully attacked by him."

"My Qiankun Circle and Hun Tian Ling are not specialized sealing magic weapons, so they won't last long." Nezha said with a solemn expression, "Fairy Han, you'd better ask your father to come over."

"That's all it can do." Han Xiaodie nodded reluctantly.

He took out his mobile phone and called Han Xiaotian.

"Hey, Dad."

"Xiaodie, how are you at school?" On the other end of the phone, Han Xiaotian smiled, and the sound of stir-frying could be heard from the phone.

"Not at school, but at Dongting Lake. Lao Yin Pi Etch is causing trouble here." Han Xiaodie said.

"Etching? Has this guy also turned towards the First Emperor's evil intentions? It seems that there is nothing surprising. The Dark Insect Tribe is a bunch of boneless guys." Han Xiaotian's words were full of sarcasm.

"Come here quickly, I can't hold the water back anymore," Han Xiaodie said.

"Being there soon."

Han Xiaodie hung up the phone and said, "I'll be there in a moment."

Half an hour later, Han Xiaotian came riding a water dragon.

"Hey, Huo De, are you out of moves?" Han Xiaotian said happily as he stopped in front of Huo De Xingjun.

Mr. Huo Dexing almost blushed: "Stop talking nonsense and press down the water quickly."

"Oh, I have to be here at the critical moment." Han Xiaotian was a little complacent. He reached down and pressed it slightly, and saw that the water in Dongting Lake quickly subsided and became calm?

"Who dares to break my spell without knowing death?" A shocked and angry response came from the bottom of the lake.

"Etching, get back to your worm's nest quickly, or I will crush you with one finger!" Han Xiaotian shouted loudly.

"Who am I? It turns out to be Marshal Tianpeng. No wonder he can break my spell. If you have the ability, come to the bottom of the lake and fight!" An etched response came from the bottom of the lake.

"Haha, if I fight you in the water, I will bully you." Han Xiaotian laughed and said: "If you have the ability, come up and we will catch each other and fight!"

"You come down!"

"You come up!"

"You come down!"

"You come up!"

…

Song Renjia was quite speechless, why did it become like this? The two of them just had this boring talk?

He floated in front of Han Xiaodie and asked quietly: "What's going on with your dad? He's not Sun Wukong, and he's not afraid of water. Just go down and fight him?"

"My dad is not afraid of water, and his ability in water is much better than that old Yinpi." Han Xiaodie said: "But that Etch is the leader of the Dark Insect Tribe. In addition to being good at activities in water and soil,

, is also good at hiding in the void, often hiding and doing some shameful things."

"My dad doesn't want to face this old yin critic alone. He wants to lure him out, and then we can all come together to get rid of him quickly."

"You call him Lao Yin, how can he be provoked by such a simple provoking method?" Song Renjia shook his head, "We have to find another way."

"What can you do?" Han Xiaodie asked.
Chapter completed!