The shadow of the eight-winged black snake suddenly flew out from the center of Xu Fu's eyebrows, like a tiny black lightning, and went directly towards the center of Song Renjia's eyebrows.

"It's really a scam!"

Song Renjia flapped his wings rapidly, and his figure quickly retreated. But the speed of the soul was not slow in the first place, and the eight-winged black snake did it deliberately. In just a few seconds, it entered the center of Song Renjia's eyebrows.

However, the soul of Song Renjia's Killing Saint was only a clone soul, not as powerful as Song Renjia's original soul. The eight-winged black snake entered Song Renjia's sea of ​​consciousness and suddenly turned into a black python that was tens of meters long.

In front of this giant python, the soul of Song Renjia was like an ant.

"Who said my Saint of Killing has no weaknesses?" Song Renjia smiled helplessly.

Hou Tu also said before that his Killing Holy Body has become a powerful witch without any weaknesses, just because of his soul.

But now it seems that this clone Yuanshen is just an ordinary Yuanshen in the Golden Immortal realm. Facing the eight-winged black snake who is good at Yuanshen methods, his own Yuanshen pales in comparison.

Fortunately, this is still his home court, and Song Renjia is not without the strength to fight.

Song Renjia quickly enlarged his Yuan Shen tenfold and had the same size as the eight-winged black snake. He concentrated the Yuan Shen sword in his hand and waited cautiously.

"The eight-winged black snake formed a coil shape and began to spit purple-black weapons around it."

"He is changing my sea of ​​consciousness." Song Renjia's expression changed, and he felt that his sea of ​​consciousness was breaking away from his control. Song Renjia had never heard of such a magic being done in other people's sea of ​​consciousness.

"Sure enough, the method is weird. I can't wait any longer." Song Renjia swung his long sword and directly swung dozens of sword energy, starting with the eight-winged black snake fighting.

However, the Eight-Winged Black Snake has flexible methods and comprehensive defense. The black mist it sprays seems to have a weakening effect on Song Renjia's attack. Song Renjia's attack with all his strength can hardly cause any significant damage to the Eight-winged Black Snake.

The eight-winged black snake sprayed out purple-black poisonous mist while defending itself. Song Renjia felt that his consciousness seemed to be affected.

The opponent's method was too weird, like boiling a frog in warm water, slowly dragging Song Renjia to death.

However, Song Renjia was alert enough, and after discovering that his soul was in a bad state, he retreated resolutely.

"Since you refuse to attack, don't blame me for charging up your attack."

Song Renjia dispersed the Yuanshen sword and let go of his hands. The golden sun flame appeared in his left hand, and the silver moonlight appeared in his right hand. The two phases merged into one, merging into a ball of blue energy.

The sword intent flashed in Song Renjia's eyes, and the blue energy mass deformed in his hand, forming an invisible sword blade three feet long.

The eight-winged black snake seemed to be in panic, opened its mouth and spit out a mouthful of purple-black poisonous gas towards Song Renjia.

The poisonous gas attacked, and Song Renjia used the power of his soul to form a barrier in front of him. Although the black mist was blocked, it did not disperse. Instead, it entangled on the barrier, gradually eroding Song Renjia's soul barrier into a purple-black color.

"What a domineering method." Song Renjia frowned. His sword that killed the soul had not yet been completely formed, and he could only watch the purple-black poisonous mist spread to his body.

Suddenly, Song Renjia felt a pain in his body and lost part of his strength. But he still endured it and continued to condense the invisible blade.

"That's it."

Finally, the invisible blade was completely formed. Song Renjia's eyes flashed with murderous light, and his body instantly rioted and rushed into the purple-black poison.

The poison rolled violently, but within a few seconds, Song Renjia came out of the purple-black poison.

At this moment, nearly half of his soul body had turned purple-black, and he felt dizzy.

But he still showed a relaxed smile, swayed a few times and stood up again, and the invisible blade in his hand slowly dispersed.

The purple-black poisonous mist behind him also gradually dissipated, and the figure of the eight-winged black snake disappeared inside.

The eight-winged black snake was directly chopped into powder by Song Renjia's soul-cutting sword.

"I thought he was so powerful." Song Renjia grinned, and his consciousness returned to the outside world.

At this moment, Song Renjia's mind was filled with a feeling of weakness, and his soul was invaded by the purple-black poisonous mist. Although the eight-winged black snake had been killed by him, the poison had not dissipated.

"Take Xu Fu away first." Song Renjia slowly flew to Xu Fu, and saw Xu Fu's eyes widening as if they were about to bulge out, with an expression of disbelief.

"Isn't he dead?" Song Renjia frowned. He knew that the living lurker from another world would be more valuable dead. Even if he put it in Zhang Lingyu's hands, he couldn't ask anything, but if he put it in the hands of a saint, or even Hongjun's hands,

Here, I will definitely make this guy spit out valuable information.

Song Renjia sighed and found that he still had breath.

"It'll be easier if he's not dead." Song Renjia picked him up with one hand and looked into the distance. Yang Jian noticed that they were still fighting in the dark.

"Yang Jian, Nezha, retreat!" Song Renjia shouted in that direction, and then flew towards the underworld.

His speed was extremely fast, and he disappeared in an instant.

Yang Jian's eyes were sharp. The moment he turned around, he saw Xu Fu in Song Renjia's hand, and he was immediately determined. He shot the light in his eyes everywhere, forcing Bai Qi and Wang Jian to retreat temporarily.

"Nezha, let's go!"

He called out to Nezha, and the two of them chased in the direction Song Renjia left.

Bai Qi and Wang Jian were also chasing after them.

Song Renjia flew very fast, and it only took a few minutes to arrive at the underworld and appear in front of Po Meng.

Meng Po was feeding Meng Po soup to the ghost. When he saw two people suddenly appearing in front of him, he was startled.

After Song Renjia put Xu Fu's body down, he felt dizzy and couldn't stand, so he fell directly in front of Po Meng.

"Xiao Song? What's wrong with you, Xiao Song?" Po Meng was frightened when she saw Song Renjia fall down. She hurriedly helped Song Renjia up and examined his body.

"If there is no problem with your body, then it may be a problem with your soul."

She tested the spirit she gave away again, and then her expression changed.

’ Such an insidious poison, it has unknowingly eroded Xiao Song’s soul to this extent. If it had been a moment later, Xiao Song’s soul would have been lost.”

"Come here, feed Meng Po soup." Meng Po casually called over a bull's head to escort the soul, and then hugged Song Renjia's body and went to the Six Paths of Reincarnation.

He began to extract the power of reincarnation to cleanse the toxins from Song Renjia's soul.

The toxin was stubborn, and after Meng Po rescued him for more than an hour, Song Renjia slowly woke up.

"Sister Meng Po?" Song Renjia looked at Po Meng beside him in confusion and asked, "What's wrong with me?"

"The soul has been poisoned, and I'm afraid it will have to recuperate at my place for a few days," said Po Meng.

"I remembered." Song Renjia smiled bitterly, "Sister Houtu, you tricked me."
Chapter completed!