Song Renjia did not agree to Julong's request. If possible, he still hoped that Julong could capture Yuntai alive.

With so many props around him, Yuntai is no longer afraid of him. What he wants to know more now is the people and forces behind Yuntai.

Is the circle he mentioned really a practice circle? Song Renjia thinks it should be, because he sensed spiritual power from Yuntai.

Of course, this does not mean that Yuntai is a practitioner or a monk. The fluctuations of spiritual power in Yuntai are inferior to him, and they do not flow at any time, but are like stagnant water, only protecting around Yuntai.

.

Perhaps it is what Chen Zhong said, that Yuntai was given such defensive abilities by practitioners.

Song Renjia couldn't guess how strong the person behind him was, but he should be stronger than him. After all, Song Renjia didn't have the means to bestow such abilities on others.

Yuntai had already started to run away, turned around and ran towards the door.

Song Renjia, with a thought in his mind, the dragon stretched out its claws and pinned Yuntai to the floor.

"How to deal with him?" Song Renjia thought, there is no doubt that the dragon can easily suppress Yuntai, but it is not suitable to be exposed in front of people.

Song Renjia took out the fire-pointed gun from the pendant of his mobile phone.

The tip of the gun is golden, glowing with cold light, and the barrel is red, engraved with fire patterns. The fire-tip gun looks quite good.

Song Renjia did not use the fire-pointed spear as a magic weapon, but held it in his hand.

"I should have known that Chao Nezha was going to mess with Tian Ling." Song Renjia sighed, stood in front of Yuntai, hesitated for a moment, raised the fire-tipped spear, and stabbed it down ruthlessly.

Poof!

A shallow blood hole appeared on Yuntai's right calf, red blood flowed out, and the small patch of skin gradually returned to normal skin color, and the normal skin color was gradually expanding.

Song Renjia frowned.

His full thrust just now seemed to have encountered great resistance. Even the fire-pointed spear could not completely penetrate Yuntai's defense.

"Could it be that even the weapons of such a famous Second Generation Immortal can't kill the lowest puppet?" Song Renjia frowned.

This can be regarded as his misestimation of the fire-pointed spear. If Nezha himself comes, Yuntai's life can be killed with just one shot. After all, Song Renjia's cultivation level is too low, let alone the fire-pointed spear, it is just a dagger

Long Ying, he can't show his strength either.

Why did Nezha ask Song Renjia to use the Fire Point Spear as a magic weapon? It is because the Fire Point Spear, as Nezha's magic weapon, does not rely much on Song Renjia's own cultivation strength, but rather takes advantage of the Fire Point Spear itself.

Including the dragon soul in the Dragon Shadow Dagger, it does not completely rely on Song Renjia's cultivation strength. The dragon soul itself can exert some strength.

In the final analysis, Song Renjia is too weak, as weak as a chicken.

Fortunately, he could still stab Yuntai's skin with a fire-tip spear, so Song Renjia was not helpless.

Amid Yuntai's wailing, Song Renjia also made a shallow hole in his left leg.

"Song Renjia, you will regret it! You will regret it!" Yuntai screamed and cursed.

"You will die without a burial place!" Yuntai struggled hard, but the power of the dragon was not something he could resist.

"Now, tell me where your ability comes from?" Song Renjia squatted down and said to Yuntai.

"I'm going to cut you into pieces!" Yuntai continued to curse, ignoring Song Renjia's questions.

Song Renjia frowned, took out the violence control charm given by Xiao Suanni from his mobile phone, and stuck it on his arm.

"Dragon Soul, let go of his head."

The giant dragon moved one of its fingers, and Yuntai twisted his neck, then turned his head and stared at Song Renjia with a pair of bloodshot eyes.

"I will definitely take care of your whole family..."

"Bang!"

Song Renjia punched Yuntai on the head without hesitation.

"I'll make you spit shit out of your mouth!"

"Bang!"

"I asked you to kill people without blinking an eye!"

"Bang!"

"I'll make you cruel!"

"Bang!"

…

Song Renjia punched ten times in a row, and Yuntai was stunned. At this moment, his eyes were spinning around and his mind was blank.

Oh, there was also a golden shadow with four hooves on the ground, majestic and roaring at him.

This golden shadow is the image of Suanni, and Yuntai has become afraid of this image.

Suan Ni's image gradually blurred, and gradually turned into the shadow of Song Renjia, clenching his iron fist, looking down at him.

Yuntai's fear of Suanni was transferred to Song Renjia.

As he gradually regained consciousness, he felt someone poking his head. He shook his head a few times, and the scene in the bedroom reappeared in his eyes.

Song Renjia was still squatting in front of Yuntai. When Yuntai looked at Song Renjia, the madness in his eyes was no longer there, only fear remained.

"Now tell me where your ability comes from." Song Renjia said.

"I...I am from the Immortal Puppet Sect...Platinum War Puppet." Yuntai said his identity intermittently.

"Immortal Puppet Sect, Platinum War Puppet." Song Renjia frowned and grasped these two key words.

"Who are the people inside?"

"They are all... immortals." Yuntai said, "They can fly into the sky, escape from the earth, and breathe fire and water."

"Who gave you such strong defense power, and what's your name?"

"I don't know, I just heard someone call him Zhao Xianren by chance," Yuntai said.

"Xianren Zhao..." Song Renjia pondered for a while and then asked: "What do you do for them?"

"I help them make money and...find what they want."

"What do they want?"

"Many, such as human body, cordyceps, some minerals, platinum, tin, titanium, newly solidified magma rocks, tree trunks struck by lightning..." Yuntai spat out a series of things from his mouth.

Song Renjia also confirmed that this was a sect of cultivating immortals.

"Do you know anyone similar to you?" Song Renjia asked again.

"There are...a few." Yuntai said, "They give us powerful abilities, and we help them do things and collect money."

"Where is the location of your Immortal Puppet Sect?" Song Renjia asked.

"I don't know." Yuntai said, "Every time, Immortal Zhao carries me flying with his sword, in the clouds and fog. I don't know where I have been."

Song Renjia frowned, then relaxed.

He continued to ask several questions related to the Immortal Puppet Sect, but Yuntai did not give many useful answers.

However, Yuntai was honest and told everything he knew, including the names of several practicing sects outside the Immortal Puppet Sect.

After all, the war puppet is just a puppet and cannot have access to other people's core secrets.

Song Renjia stood up, pacing and thinking.

He finally knew some things in the practice circle and had plans to get in touch with them.

But this Immortal Puppet Sect shouldn't be the first choice, after all, they have already made enemies.

Rubbing his temples, Song Renjia stopped thinking about the practice circle and looked at Yuntai.
Chapter completed!