Chapter 60: The Evil God's Life and Death Formation

The small system felt that countless question marks were flying through its brain. "The Evil God's Life and Death Formation? How can this be alright?"

"Boss, how could you recognize it so quickly? Have you been inside?"

"I've been in there. This is a life-saving formation. There's no danger to your life." Fu Ning said.

The system analyzed it and found that its host was the Immortal Lord who sealed the evil god, so it was not surprising that he knew the evil god's formation. However, it muttered in a low voice, "Why did the villain master the evil god's formation now?"

Fu Ning's ears twitched, "What do you mean?"

The system switched to a mechanical voice, "You have not obtained permission yet."

Fu Ning snorted, "Even if you don't tell me, I can guess it. I have always wondered how Yan Qu got the treasure in my secret realm. How did Song Jinghe, as a villain, fight against him? Now it seems that he must have got something from the evil god, right?"

The system that knows the entire plot can only say that its host's guess is almost correct, but it cannot tell the host.

Fu Ning didn't need the system's answer, she closed her eyes.

The Life and Death Formation could not trap her, because she was right next to it when the evil god created the formation.

At that time, she said to the boy: "Since you have a death array, why not build a life array?"

The young man stared at her, "I want to kill people, what's the use of Jiansheng Formation?"

Fu Ning said to himself: "I like playing with mazes, so why not just build a maze."

The young man didn't say anything at the time. Ten days later, he pointed at his formation and said, "Go in and take a look."

Fu Ning walked in and saw that he had indeed drawn a maze.

However, the boy was not allowed to practice at that time, and his spiritual power was too weak. The maze formation he drew was too simple, and Fu Ning cracked it in just a few moves.

She was not having enough fun, so she said, "Let's make it more complicated." Therefore, every maze arranged by the evil god was in her mind.

The system was amazed when it saw the host walking with his eyes closed and able to bypass every obstacle accurately and never go back to the starting point.

Its database contains a description of the evil god's life and death formation. It is said that the evil god loves to use this formation to slaughter cultivators in the world of cultivation. All captives captured by the demon world will be thrown into the life and death formation. Less than one percent of those who enter the life formation can survive, and no one who enters the death formation will survive.

Later, the evil god was sealed by the Immortal Lord. After the Demon Realm suffered a crushing defeat and was cleansed by the cultivation world, all the formations created by the evil god were burned, and the life and death formation that the cultivators in the cultivation world hated so much was lost.

Why does its host feel like he is at home in the formation? It must have been there many times.

About an incense stick of time later, Fu Ning turned around a century-old tree with his eyes closed, and the sound of birds singing reappeared in his ears.

She opened her eyes and saw Song Jinghe sitting cross-legged on the ground right in front of her. Xiaoya was lying beside him, wagging his tail. When he saw Fu Ning, he happily came over and shouted: "Master, Xiaojing said he would take me out to play, but he ended up sitting here for a long time. I'm so bored."

Fu Ning was furious. Her silly Lu Wu was sold and still had to count money for others.

Song Jinghe raised his eyes and said in shock: "Xiao Shuang, why are you...?"

Fu Ning smiled and said, "Want to know why I was able to come out?"

Song Jinghe looked at her blankly.

Fu Ning said: "Not only can I walk up to you, I also know where the center of the life and death formation is."

Song Jinghe lowered his eyes to cover up the thick darkness inside, "Xiao Shuang, the death array has been formed, Yan Hengyu will definitely die."

Fu Ning raised the corner of his mouth and sneered, "Really?"

She punched into the air on the left, and as the spiritual energy fluctuated, a door appeared in front of her.

Fu Ning pushed open the door, and the darkness on the other side seemed like another world.

Song Jinghe widened his eyes and said in panic, "Don't go!"

Fu Ning glanced at him and walked into the death array without hesitation.

Song Jinghe stood up hurriedly and only touched the corner of Fu Ning's clothes, then saw her disappear before his eyes.

The person who draws the formation cannot move and must continuously supply spiritual energy, otherwise the formation is in danger of collapse, and everyone in the formation will die.

Song Jinghe spat out a mouthful of blood because of these steps, and hurriedly sat down with shaking hands, trying to stop the life and death formation.

But once the Life and Death Formation is activated, it will not stop, not even the person who drew the formation can stop it, unless someone destroys the center of the formation.

The system was also panicking, "Boss, once you enter the death formation, you can't get out. Male No. 3 is doomed. We don't need to risk our lives."

"Little system, you may not know this." Fu Ning drew his sword, "The Evil God's Death Formation was once my training ground."

There was total silence in the death array without a single sound, which brought an extremely strong sense of oppression, as if the entire person was being squeezed by something, and even the air weighed several thousand pounds.

Even the system could feel the oppression, but it was still shocked by the host's words. The host actually said that the evil god's death formation was her training ground. What kind of concept was this?

Aren't its host and the evil god enemies, but partners?

The biting cold wind seemed like a knife scraping Fu Ning's skin. She swung her sword quickly, and there was a clanging sound in the air, even sparks flew.

No wonder no one could get out of the death formation. Even the air was like a knife. As long as you needed to breathe, whether it was a human or an animal, it would be carried away in no time. All the monks who came in could only swing their swords to resist, but no one had the physical strength to do so.

Fu Ning had only taken a few steps when he saw Sijiu lying on the ground, the sword in his hand still swinging, "Where is your master?"

Sijiu's thick skin had been cut into many tiny pieces by the wind, and it groaned from its throat, in front.

"Come on, follow me to find him."

Fu Ning could block the knife-like air, and Sijiu finally got a chance to catch his breath beside her. He quickly caught up with Fu Ning's pace and growled in a low voice: Sit on my back.

Fu Ning turned over, her sword skills still sharp. Sijiu carried her on his back and walked a few steps, then they saw Yan Hengyu.

Yan Hengyu was lying on the ground, his white clothes dyed red by blood. Fu Ning quickly got off Sijiu's back, picked him up, looked at his dying appearance, and said to the system: "Buy a protective shield!"

"Okay!" The system said with high morale, "Boss, do you want to buy it? The protective shield can only be effective for one person!"

Fu Ning looked at Yan Hengyu's body and found that there were no more wounds. He felt relieved and said, "I don't need to buy it."

Yan Hengyu opened his eyes and dimly saw the Immortal Lord. Even the pain in his body disappeared. He knew that he must be dying, which was why he had hallucinations in his dying moments.

It was great that I could see the Immortal Lord again before I died. Yan Hengyu suddenly found unprecedented courage. He held Fu Ning's hand, brought it to his lips, and kissed her fingertips.

System: "Boss, the favorability of male No. 3 is 100."

Fu Ning was stunned for a moment, and felt a soft and warm feeling on her fingertips. She comforted him, "It's okay, we'll be out soon."

Yan Hengyu raised his head in confusion, and saw the wounds on Fu Ning's body. His pupils shrank, "Why did you come in?"

Fu Ning patted him gently, "I'm here to save you, you stay here and don't move, I'll go break the formation."

Yan Hengyu nodded and whispered, "I'm sorry, I've dragged you down."

"That's right." Fu Ning put him on the ground and said viciously, "Apologize to me when you get out!"

She stood up with the sword in her hand. The life array and the death array were symmetrical, with the center of the array being at the center of the death array. She endured the increasingly strong sense of oppression, cut off countless sword winds, walked faster and faster, and finally even ran, not caring about the wind scratching her cheeks.

Such behavior is tantamount to suicide in the death array. The more air one inhales, the more it feels like one's internal organs are cut by a knife. However, Fu Ning took advantage of the momentum and suddenly leaped into the air, slashing an inconspicuous stone with his sword. A subtle sound of jade breaking rang in his ears, and then the sky and the earth returned to their normal color. The oppressive feeling around him suddenly disappeared, and the whistling wind from the knife stopped. When he looked up, he still saw the dense forest, and the clear blue sky could be seen through the gaps between the leaves.

She threw the sword into the dirt, sat down and took a few breaths. When she held her breath just now, her lungs almost exploded. Fu Ning muttered, "I am dying of suffocation. It is really different from the past."

The system was in great shock. It took the host less than five minutes from entering the death array to finding the center of the array. It began to suspect that the life and death array was not created by the evil god, but by its host. This was too familiar.

Fu Ning stood up and walked back immediately after resting for a while, helping Yan Hengyu who had fallen to the ground. She saw that he had pursed his lips tightly, his eyes were red, and tears were falling one by one without making any sound. If she hadn't taken a look, she would not have known that he was crying.

Although Fu Ning was not afraid of other people crying, she had never seen anyone cry so forbearingly and pitifully like Yan Hengyu. She was suddenly at a loss and quickly called the system, "Was I too harsh just now?"

The system thought, "Not bad, this is your usual style."

"Then why are you crying like this?" Fu Ning muttered softly, carrying him to Sijiu's back and rubbing the black hair on his head, "Okay, stop crying. I don't need you to apologize to me."

Yan Hengyu's hand seemed to want to put it on her face, but stopped in mid-air, "It's all my fault that you got hurt."

Fu Ning held his hand and said nonchalantly: "This little injury is nothing."

"Xiao Shuang." Song Jinghe's voice came from behind. Fu Ning turned around, his face fell. After comforting Yan Hengyu, he walked up to him and asked, "You actually want to kill Xiaoyu? Are you crazy!"

Song Jinghe looked at her steadily, raised his hand and gently touched the blood on her face, "Are you hurt?"

Fu Ning took a half step back, sneered, and looked him up and down. "When you look like this, I thought you cared about me. Song Jinghe, who are you pretending for now?"

Song Jinghe's raised hand froze, and he frowned slightly, "I..."

Fu Ning continued to be aggressive, "You said it had nothing to do with me, but you set up a formation to kill Xiaoyu. Did you want to kill me too? You must be disappointed that I broke the formation."

Song Jinghe took a step forward, getting very close to Fu Ning, and grabbed her arm with great force, gritted his teeth and asked, "Do you care about him so much?"

Fu Ning pushed him away and said, "That's right, if you kill Xiaoyu, I will kill you!"

Song Jinghe looked at her in disbelief, as if he wanted to see some affection in her eyes, but there was nothing. His hand fell dejectedly, and he was silent for a long time before saying, "Okay, I understand."

Fu Ning nodded, "I'm glad you understand. I hope we can truly have nothing to do with each other in the future!"

The system screamed in Fu Ning's mind: "Boss! Don't you want points anymore?"

Fu Ning said to it casually: "There are so many points in the world of cultivation. I don't care about his points. Whoever loves him can do it!"

As soon as she finished talking to the system, her eyes went dark and she entered the spirit room. Fu Ning looked at the little bun system in front of her and said speechlessly: "I just finished saying something cruel and you made me faint in front of Song Jinghe. Aren't you too disrespectful to me?"

【Author has something to say】

Xiao Yan, don't make Brother Jing angry to death, kiss Sister Fu in his formation.