Chapter 6
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Ning Chen choked for a moment, then said confidently after a while, "How can a fight be considered bullying?"
Xie Tingyun: "..."
Xie Tingyun really didn't know what to say.
Unknowingly, they had walked a long way from the gate of Liuyun Sect. Xie Tingyun raised his hand and summoned his natal sword Chengfeng, then he tapped his toes and stood steadily on it.
Seeing that Xie Tingyun was about to catch up, Ning Chen was very happy that he didn't have to find the way himself, so he took out the sword he had bought with some magic coins on the way here, and followed Xie Tingyun.
But after a while, Ning Chen suddenly thought of something and asked, "Do we have to go to such a far place?"
Ning Chen wasn't unhappy, it was just that he was going too far and might not be able to come back.
He is now the Lord of the Demon Realm after all, so he can't just hold someone and say to him: "Friend, do you know how to get to the Demon Realm?"
The human monks would probably take direct action, and the demons would probably think he was a lunatic.
Xie Tingyun lowered his eyes and forbearingly pressed his left clavicle where Ning Chen couldn't see. His voice was still cold and steady, and there was no abnormality in his voice: "It only took half an incense stick of time for the sword to pass by. Lord Demon is not willing to even go this far?"
Seeing that he had said so, Ning Chen was not going to refuse, so he shrugged and said, "Let's go."
The devil's aura was still wreaking havoc on Xie Tingyun's wound. Perhaps it had sensed the devil's presence and therefore began to act restlessly.
Xie Tingyun had to concentrate and use his spiritual power to constantly force the remaining demonic energy to shrink within a certain range to prevent it from penetrating into his meridians.
The devil's aura was too domineering and tricky, and Xie Tingyun couldn't force it out by himself. If he didn't use external forces, Xie Tingyun could only use his own spiritual power to slowly consume the devil's aura until the devil's aura in his body completely disappeared.
However, this process was destined to be a long one. Xie Tingyun was also at the level of Silent Realm. Normally, the demonic aura that invaded his body would be quickly eliminated by the strong exclusivity of his body. However, the demonic aura of the Demon Lord was too special. It lasted for Xie Tingyun for several days and nights and still did not dissipate.
The number of people on the road gradually decreased, and many villages disappeared visibly. After a while, the two came to a vast plain.
The view here is wide, and there are mountains all around, so there is almost no need to worry about accidentally hurting any villagers. However, a huge gully has split in the middle of the entire plain, and there is a howling sound of wind coming from below, carrying the howling of unknown beasts, which is inexplicably desolate.
Ning Chen frowned imperceptibly.
This kind of place is sparsely populated, so it is very suitable for destroying corpses and traces. If you throw someone into that crack, even the gods won't be able to find them.
Although it was a plain, Ning Shen looked around and could see with the naked eye many marks left by sharp weapons on the ground. It seemed that many people came here to fight, and over the years, many deep and shallow marks were left here.
Xie Tingyun jumped down from the Chengfeng Sword, and as his clothes fluttered, the silver sword fell into his hands.
The tip of his sword pointed diagonally at the ground, and a cold light flashed on the sword.
Xie Tingyun looked at the man in black gilded clothes who had just landed, and said in a distant and cold tone: "Let's start."
This was probably the first time that the Demon Lord didn't go crazy right away. They had fought so many times, and this was the longest time the Demon Lord was normal.
Ning Shen put down his flying sword, glanced at the crack in the plain in the distance with his dark red eyes, and said casually: "Come over here..."
However, before Ning Chen could finish his words, Xie Tingyun suddenly moved.
There was clearly a considerable distance between the two just now, but in almost the blink of an eye, the black and white figure that seemed to be splashed with ink appeared like a ghost to Ning Shen's side.
The sword's edge soared, aiming straight at Ning Shen's heart.
Ning Chen was caught off guard, and a silver spear suddenly appeared in his palm. The spear quickly stretched and grew larger, and in an instant it became as tall as a person. Ning Chen held it horizontally to the side, and with a clang, it blocked Xie Tingyun's long sword that was stabbing at a tricky angle.
Ning Chen had not yet gotten used to using his magic aura, and he completely relied on his own strength to block this attack. As expected, Ning Chen's hand holding the spear was instantly numbed.
“…”
The frost spiritual power instantly spread to the handle of the silver spear, and Ning Chen could already feel the cold breath in his palm.
Ning Chen let out a low shout, and the demonic energy in his body instantly poured into it. With an exertion of force, he picked up the Chengfeng Sword with his backhand.
He took advantage of this gap to distance himself a little, but the next moment Xie Tingyun approached him again. The advantage of the first move allowed Xie Tingyun to temporarily control the rhythm. He was unwilling to let Ning Chen succeed, and the long sword in his hand stabbed at Ning Chen's heart at a tricky angle.
Xie Tingyun knew that inside the chest where his sword pointed, there was an immortal and indestructible demon heart.
The conditions for the formation of a demon heart are extremely harsh. It requires the demons to possess top-grade heavenly demon cores, and the demons to cultivate to the state of nirvana, relying on ninety-nine and eighty-one purple heavenly thunders to temper the body and soul. Only after surviving nine deaths and one escape from death can there be a chance to forge a precious demon heart.
Top-grade Heavenly Grade Demon Cores are as rare as the Heavenly Grade Spiritual Roots of the human race. The powerful ones in the Silent Realm are one step closer to the threshold of ascension, and those who can survive the heavenly thunder and forge their demon hearts are even rarer.
The devil's heart is extremely hard. Its existence can make the demons immortal. As long as the devil's heart is not broken, even if the devil's core is shattered, it will not be a big deal.
It is said that on the day Tianxiao was born, there were thunder and lightning, heavy rain, and heavy lead clouds covering the sky. Even the air was terribly oppressive during those days, making it almost suffocating, and the oppression lasted for several days.
Demon Lord Tian Xiao was born with a heavenly demon core and pure blood. His awakened talent was plundering and unreasonable. He was extremely suitable for the Demon Realm where the strong are king, and he was number one on the talent list within the demon clan.
The gift of plundering allows one to absorb the magic cores and magic auras of other demons, thereby transforming and feeding back to oneself. In the Demon Realm where demons die in brutal competition every day, it is extremely precious and rare.
Such a talent, if used properly, can make the owner invincible in battle and everlasting.
If the talent of plundering is given to any demon, it can raise a great demon in the stage of enlightenment within just a few hundred years.
But unfortunately, he was born into the same demon clan as the immortal demon heart.
Killing a great demon in the realm of Silence is already extremely difficult. Killing a great demon in the realm of Silence with a demon heart is even more difficult. Killing a great demon in the realm of Silence with a demon heart and the talent of plundering, unless he commits suicide out of despair, is as difficult as ascending to the sky from the spot.
At the same time, the human race could only produce one cultivator in the Yuanying period.
The spiritual power of the entire continent is gradually becoming thinner, and the threshold for advancement and ascension is getting higher and higher. The human race has gradually shown signs of decline in the past hundred years, and the number of powerful people has decreased a lot. Even a good seedling of immortal cultivation gifted by God is hard to find in a hundred years.
Xie Tingyun found it hard to accept this.
Why would Heaven be so biased during such a time when relations between humans and demons are so tense as to allow such an unreasonable and brutal being to be born?
The human race has already been struggling.
The only chance for the human race is to break open the Gate of Heaven, allowing the spiritual energy of the heavens to pour down, irrigating and nourishing the thin and barren areas of spiritual power in the human world, so that the gradually declining roots of the human race can slowly grow back.
The heaven and the human world are not connected. It is easy to imagine how difficult it is to rely on human strength to fight against the heaven and break through the gate of heaven.
This can only be done with the sharpest sword in the world.
If one wants to forge the sharpest sword in the world, the Demon Heart of Demon Lord Tianxiao is undoubtedly the best material.
The devil's breath and the spiritual breath of heaven are naturally incompatible, and it is the hardest object in the world. There is no material more suitable for refining swords than the devil's heart.
But it is so difficult to kill the Demon Lord Tian Xiao.
Facing the long sword coming towards his heart, Ning Chen uttered a low sigh.
Ning Chen didn't know what the rules of sparring were here, whether it was to stop at a certain point or not to care about injuries. But no matter what, opponents who gave their all from the start always deserved all the respect.
The fierce murderous intent that rushed straight to their hearts had long gone beyond the scope of so-called learning and exchange. Anyone who came and saw this scene at this time would just think that they were old enemies who were extremely jealous of each other when they met.
However, the fact that one could really die if one was not careful made Ning Chen's blood boil for no reason.
This feeling of having your life hanging by a thread and blood splattering at the slightest mistake is really intimidating.
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Ningchen: addicted, very addicted
Xie Tingyun: ... (difficult to understand and greatly shocked)