Chapter 86

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At a certain moment, all the resentful spirits in the realm of resentful ghosts became stagnant.

The Nightmare Array that began to shatter from the center of the array seemed to be forcibly awakened, and the entire shattered array suddenly lit up as if it were a last ray of light.

A large amount of demonic energy had been poured into the broken array at some point. This array was originally set up by the Demon Lord, and it contained a large amount of demonic energy. The demonic energy clashed with it, and exploded violently upon contact.

The evil array of nightmare spirits penetrated deep into the earth, covering the entire ghost realm and even connecting with the endless abyss outside the ghost realm.

None of the monks present had expected Ming Cang to have this ability.

After Ming Cang's physical body died, his entire soul was imprisoned by heaven. In addition, as a spirit, it was impossible for him to drive away such a large amount of demonic energy, and he did not have so much demonic energy to use.

The only possibility is that the candle was hidden in the evil array of nightmare spirits in advance.

The demonic and devilish energy within the evil spirit array clashed and collided in an instant, causing almost the entire ground to tremble and crack. The surrounding buildings were shaking and about to collapse, and dust and rubble began to fall.

Along with the collision and explosion of the underground nightmare evil array, the ground in the ghost realm began to crack and sink. In just a few breaths, it had dropped nearly half a palm's height!

Although they were still some distance away from the realm of resentful ghosts, Ning Chen could no longer hold on.

Even without the endless supply of resentment being absorbed, Ning Shen's body surface had already begun to crack. The demonic blood and resentment mixed together and flowed out of the surface, making the cracked wounds look even more bloody.

Ning Chen didn't realize that his Qishu was also bleeding unconsciously. He only realized it when Xie Tingyun tremblingly reached out his hand to wipe the blood for him.

Ning Chen was shivering from losing too much blood, but Xie Tingyun's hand actually gave him a chill.

No one knows how many vengeful spirits and resentments are trapped in Ning Chen's body.

He is like a temporary buffer container, it is ok to contain these resentful spirits for a short period of time, but the resentment of those resentful spirits cannot be eliminated through normal means. If they are released after this body dies, it will also be a difficult problem that is difficult to solve.

Even though Ning Chen was staggering and bleeding profusely, he still had to sigh and persuade him to let go and get out quickly.

It was also at this moment that Xie Tingyun finally realized that from the moment Ning Chen stabbed the long knife into the center of the formation, he had never thought about walking out of here alive.

The only thing that made Ning Chen unhappy was that he had to keep acting like a wolf for quite a while in front of people other than Xie Tingyun.

This is really damaging to his image as the demon lord who has the final say and is awe-inspiring.

Ning Chen wiped the blood from his mouth and nose again and again, but in the end it seemed like he couldn't wipe it clean, so he gave up.

Ning Chen coughed and said to Xie Tingyun, "Xie Tingyun, do you want to take the Demon Heart first?"

“…”

To Xie Tingyun, these words were no different from stabbing him in the heart a few more times.

Xie Tingyun's grip on Ning Chen's shoulder suddenly tightened. After a long while, he closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and said in a low voice: "... Ning Chen, sometimes I really want to seal your cultivation and lock you in Yunfeng Pavilion. You can't go anywhere. You can't even die if you want to."

Ning Chen let out a heartless sigh and said skillfully, "Okay, Senior Brother, don't be angry. I'm just giving you some advice. If you're unhappy, I'll lock you up when I get back."

Xie Tingyun turned his head away so that he could not see the expression and tears on his face.

This time it was Xie Tingyun who half-supported and half-carried Ning Chen to rush out of the realm of resentful ghosts. After the Mahayana monks drew out Ning Chen's swords, they quickly rushed over and guarded the two of them, preventing them from continuing to be eroded by the resentful spirits.

There are too many resentful spirits in Ningchen's body and sea of ​​consciousness. If this body continues like this, it will be torn apart sooner or later. There is no way he can wait to get out and find a solution.

So Ning Chen tried to talk to other Mahayana monks: "You are all Mahayana monks, don't you have any treasures that can preserve the devil's heart?"

Xie Tingyun suddenly said in a sharp voice: "Ning Chen."

“…”

He seemed very angry, but upon closer listening, Xie Tingyun's voice was trembling even at the end.

Ning Chen said obediently: "Okay, shut up, I'll shut up."

Daoming looked at Ning Chen with mixed feelings. He sighed deeply and said, "We still need a Qing Pan Horn, but the secret realm where the Qing Pan Horn is stored has been closed for more than 700 years. Although the next time it is opened is just around the corner, it is still about ten months away."

Refining the Heavenly Sword requires the Demon Heart to be active and beating. A dead Demon Heart that no longer beats has lost all its effects.

The existing space preservation spells are already very complete, but these space spells can only preserve living things for a maximum of seven days. After that, the treasures inside will begin to lose their vitality.

Ning Chen said, "It's a demon heart after all. It died in a few days... It can't be that bad, right? How about taking it to the blood pool in the Demon Palace and soaking it?"

The other Mahayana monks never imagined that one day they would be able to see the Demon Lord so calmly discussing with them, the human monks, the methods of preserving the demon heart.

Or in other words, they have worked so hard for so long, spending so much time and effort to set up formations and search for materials in order to obtain the Demon Lord's Demon Heart, and are just waiting for the right opportunity to kill the Demon Lord and take his Demon Heart.

But one day, the Demon Lord, who had always been a mortal enemy of the cultivation world, suddenly transformed himself into a young Jindan disciple who had been close to Xie Tingyun for many days. After his identity was revealed, he took the initiative to come to them and discussed with them how to preserve the Demon Heart as if he was explaining his last wishes.

It's so fantastic that if you tell others about it, everyone will spit and say it's a dream.

However, regardless of why the Demon Lord had changed so much, the current problem was how to protect the remaining disciples and consider how to deal with the vengeful spirit in Ning Shen's body.

Kong Ling felt more and more uncomfortable looking at Ning Chen's familiar yet strange face. He had just been beaten and verbally humiliated by this man in the inn outside the Ghost Realm, but he was saved several times by this man in the Ghost Realm.

One was to destroy the eye of the formation, and the other was to block the chaotic resentful spirits and resentment pouring out of the eye of the formation.

And now, he actually gave up his evil heart so calmly.

Kong Ling hesitated for a while, but finally said firmly: "It's useless to dig out the devil's heart now. We can't save it. We don't want such a thing that takes advantage of others' misfortune."

Ning Chen now looked at Kong Ling with disdain just as he looked at Ming Candle. Hearing this, he sneered and said, "Waste, the food is right in front of your mouth but you still won't open your mouth to eat."

Kong Ling: “…”

Xie Tingyun lowered his eyes, still wiping the blood off his face, and whispered, "Can you get out first? There will be a way after you get out."

But Ning Chen knew very well that it would be useless for him to go out in his current physical condition.

It's almost a death situation. If we take these vengeful spirits away, wouldn't that be harming people for nothing?

It would be better to let them go back to lighting candles.

Moreover, in order to drag Ning Chen along, Xie Tingyun and his companions escaped from the ghost realm even slower than the disciples who had just got their bodies back.

Those disciples rolled and crawled out of the realm of resentful ghosts. All the people on Xie Tingyun's side surprisingly gathered around a demon to block the resentful spirits wandering in the sky for him, like some funny and ridiculous guard team.

They couldn't even keep up with the speed at which the ground was collapsing.

But surprisingly, no one present had any doubts about this. They all remained silent in unison without a single complaint. Kong Ling, who had been beaten and humiliated by Ning Chen mercilessly, was even the one who dispersed the most vengeful spirits.

Ning Shen hated the feeling of being a burden.

Although he knew that no matter what, he would not end up being a burden.

Of course, now it's an accident.

The entire land of resentful ghosts began to collapse, the ground cracked deeply and collapsed, the road that could accommodate a few people began to become bumpy and difficult to walk on, and if you listened carefully, you could hear the sound of demonic energy colliding and exploding from deep in the earth.

The ground beneath Ning Chen's feet suddenly cracked open, and he almost fell down. Fortunately, Xie Tingyun had been observing his condition closely, and he reacted instantly when the incident happened and pulled him away from the crack.

Ning Chen took a deep breath, looked at the barrier that was just around the corner, grabbed Xie Tingyun's arm, and said, "That's enough, this is enough."

The barrier was shaking and about to collapse, and it was almost unable to hold on. The key point was that the road ahead was so cracked that people could not walk on it at all, and the sword could only fly over it.

Xie Tingyun turned a deaf ear and immediately released the Chengfeng Sword.

The sword of defense was not a difficult task. The key point was that the collapse and subsidence of the ghost realm had created a considerable height difference with the ground outside the realm, and the complete shattering of the evil array of nightmares seemed to have also exploded to the edge of the endless abyss next to it.

The endlessly cold river water has begun to flow in.

Daoming's pupils shrank slightly, and he said, "Does the Demon Lord want to sink the entire ghost realm into the ground and seal these vengeful spirits with endless rivers of water?!"

Ning Chen's mind suddenly moved: "Can this river water seal the resentment of these vengeful spirits?"

Daoming said with a serious expression, "The Endless Abyss is bottomless, and the river water contains an unknown pressure that can seal all living things under the abyss. I have never seen anything that can break through the pressure of the Endless Abyss and escape."

Ning Chen said, "Even if it's a non-living spirit like a vengeful spirit, it's OK?"

Daoming emphasized: "Yes. It's 'sealed', not imprisoned."

A flash of inspiration came to Ning Shen's mind.

At this moment, Ming Cang, who was far behind, raised his head and looked at Ning Chen, with the beastly pupils in his eyes shrunken to the size of a needle tip.

He said in a deep voice: "Demon Lord Tian Xiao."

At this moment, the curse of heaven had already covered Ming Candle's entire body, leaving almost no empty space.

He is the main target of attack by the vengeful ghosts, and his soul is torn and bitten by the vengeful spirits over and over again, forever.

God's judgment locked Ming Cang out of the possibility of seeking death, and required him to suffer the revenge of the vengeful spirits and eliminate the hatred of the vengeful spirits bit by bit until he had paid off all the karma to the vengeful spirits, and then he would accept the next step of God's judgment.

"Demon Lord Tianxiao." He stared at Ning Chen who was being supported and repeated, "Do you dare to take a chance?"

Ning Chen understood what he meant immediately, laughed and said, "I didn't expect you to have this skill."

"Of course it's not just for you," Ming Cang's eyes fell on Daoming. Tiannan was put into the Soul-Fixing Orb in Daoming's palm, so he couldn't see it. "I have a lot to repay."

Instead, Xie Tingyun immediately clenched his nerves and trembled as he said, "You..."

Ning Chen turned his head, looked into Xie Tingyun's eyes, and said in a deep voice: "Xie Tingyun, didn't I tell you that I will keep my word?"

That was in an inn outside the Ghost Realm. Ning Chen moved his vest near the inn and appeared in front of Xie Tingyun when he was off guard.

Ning Chen stared at him and said in the same tone as that night: "I won't die. Xie Tingyun, I won't."