Chapter 9

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The demonic aura of Demon Lord Tianxiao was extremely overbearing, and because he had the talent of plundering, a large amount of demonic aura filled the formation. Although it was impossible to break the formation directly due to the characteristics of the formation, it was still able to sink enough space and find them through the demonic aura injected into it from the outside.

The demons are terrible.

Among them, the demons of the Kongming period with the highest cultivation level were the first to react. They would rather suffer the backlash of the formation than to immediately sever their connection with the Bodhi formation, so that the brutal demonic breath that swallowed everything would not burn them.

But it was too late.

Before today, they had never thought that someone could find the person who set up the formation by looking at the formation patterns and the direction of the flow of demonic energy.

Once the devil's breath touches your body, it means that you will either be strangled to death by the devil's breath quickly, or be strangled to death by the devil's breath quickly.

A slightly weaker demon could hardly survive for too long under Ning Chen's demonic breath. Once his demonic breath penetrated into the body, it would devour it mercilessly, devouring the demon's own demonic breath tyrannically and brutally to feed itself, making the Ning Chen demonic breath that invaded the demon's body even more powerful.

There is almost no answer.

Ning Chen would rather injure the enemy by a thousand even if he suffered eight hundred casualties of his own. He felt very satisfied when he saw the group of demons screaming miserably and rolling on the ground.

In this way, the demons below the Kongming stage will die instantly, and the two in the Kongming stage will not have any good luck either. Even if they go through great pains to eliminate Ning Chen's demonic aura, they will end up with their foundation destroyed in the end.

Once the foundation of a demon's cultivation is destroyed, its fate will naturally be like that of a tiger stranded in plain water, and it will eventually be eaten by wolves, tigers and leopards. Perhaps there is no need for them to even sink, as they would have been killed by other demons long ago.

After all, the Kongming period is considered to be an upper-middle level among the demons, and the magic cores of the Kongming period are rare treasures. If this little bit of magic energy was not enough to eat their magic cores, Ning Chen would have designated not to leave any for others.

However, the price of doing so was that the person who supplied the energy to the Bodhi Formation became Ning Chen himself. In just a blink of an eye, the Bodhi Formation had absorbed almost a quarter of Ning Chen's demonic aura. The number of stray arrows blocked by the spear suddenly increased, hitting the high-speed spinning silver spear like meteors.

This is really like using one's own spear to poke one's own shield.

No matter how much Ning Chen swallowed, he couldn't finish it. Besides, he not only had to swallow it, but he also had to spend time digesting it. If he ate too much, he would feel uncomfortable.

Amid the surging demonic energy and the rain of arrows, Ning Chen turned his head to look at the man in bloodstained white and smiled: "Did you see that? They want to kill me, so of course I have to send them off myself. It's not your turn to do it."

This sentence is a response to why Xie Tingyun's sword had to be pressed down.

"And now," Ning Chen threw the silver spear out with his backhand, turned around with the help of the safe gap he had managed to clear with the spear, raised his hand suddenly, grabbed Xie Tingyun, and then leaped forward, directly jumping into the Merciless Ghost Rift before countless demonic arrows pierced down from the sky.

Xie Tingyun was caught off guard by him and had no time to resist, so he fell down with him.

Xie Tingyun's pupils shrank.

The sudden weightlessness and suspension in mid-air made Xie Tingyun tense to the extreme. He was forced to stay very close to Ning Chen. In the process of falling, he somehow stumbled into Ning Chen's arms and felt the hot and solid chest trembling.

Ning Chen narrowed his eyes slightly, and in the wind whistling in his ears, he lowered his head and approached Xie Tingyun, saying venomously: "It's your turn, Master Xie."

The next moment, the dust from the cracks rushed towards them, completely covering the figures of the two.

Ning Chen saw with satisfaction that Xie Tingyun's expression changed.

Jumping into the gap of the ruthless ghost is a helpless act. Ning Chen cannot stay in the Bodhi formation forever, otherwise he will be exhausted to death by his own demonic energy.

He would not let the demons get their wish. Even if he had to die, it had to be his own choice.

Ning Chen is not the original owner who would bring about his own death. He has now reached the level of Nirvana, so how could he be easily assassinated by someone?

The coverage of the Bodhi Formation covers the entire Merciless Ghost Plain. I think it does not include the crack, or it can be said that the crack is not a good place at first glance, and the group of demons may not be completely included.

So Ning Chen took a gamble.

In fact, Ning Chen also didn't believe that Xie Tingyun, as the protagonist of this world, had no defenses against this and just stood in the middle of the Bodhi formation waiting to die. Since he couldn't break through the formation, the only way Xie Tingyun had originally planned to survive was this crack.

The male protagonist Long Aotian certainly couldn't die so easily. Ning Chen knew that he couldn't kill him, so he simply pulled him down and threatened him to vent his anger before he could react.

Ning Chen lowered his voice and said, "Mr. Xie, why don't you choose how you want to die? Do you want to fall to the ground and be a bloody mess, or do you want me to give you a quick death? Since you have fought with me for so long, I will allow you..."

However, before Ning Chen could finish his words, Xie Tingyun couldn't help but turn his head, raised his hand to cover the lower half of his face, and suddenly started coughing.

A few muffled coughs quickly dissipated in the sudden sound of the wind, and then blood began to seep out from between the cold, white, slender fingers.

Ning Chen: “…”

No, he hasn't done anything yet!

Xie Tingyun seemed to be in great pain. Even his tense back and shoulders were trembling slightly. This time he coughed for a long time without stopping, so the blood that seeped from between his fingers flowed from his chin to his neck, and was then blown into the air by the wind, raising a thick bloody smell.

The dark-colored robe was blown open by the wind when it descended, and Ning Chen could see that after the dark-colored robe that covered everything was opened, there was a blood-stained white robe whose original color was almost unrecognizable.

Large patches of dark blood spread across his left chest. Without the robes to cover it, a strong smell of blood washed over his face. Ning Chen could almost tell at a glance where the blood came from.

The diffuse dust around them clearly didn't seem to be very dense, but it enveloped the two of them and made Ning Chen unable to see even the surrounding stone walls. All he could see was darkness and fog.

When the dust floating in the air realized that a living person had entered, it began to move as if it had life.

The dust gradually surrounded the two of them. Before Ning Chen noticed anything, Xie Tingyun seemed to have been greatly affected. He suddenly lost weight and hung in the air, and his hand that was grabbing Ning Chen's arm tightened instantly. The next moment, he tilted his head in pain and spat out a large mouthful of blood.

Ning Shen was secretly shocked by the horrific amount of bleeding. He felt that he would die right here from losing too much blood in the next moment.

Xie Tingyun's face was extremely pale, and cold sweat soaked his eyelashes. He closed his eyes for a moment, endured the needle-like pain in his chest, and pressed the object in his palm against Ning Shen's neck.

Ning Chen was caught off guard and almost exploded at Xie Tingyun's overstepping action: "What... did you put on it?!"

A gentle spiritual barrier suddenly rose up, blocking the unknown dust around the two people. Xie Tingyun felt dizzy and whispered, "If you don't want to die... just be quiet."

Ning Chen: “…”

How can this be possible? It's outrageous!

Xie Tingyun: "What do you think that dust is? If you really want to die, don't take me with you."

He didn't know whether Ning Chen was pretending to be stupid or he had really been focusing on fighting him for hundreds of years and ignored everything else, so he was ridiculously naive.

It is difficult to count how many people have died in this ruthless ghost rift throughout history. The ghost energy and resentment generated in it have been lingering for thousands of years and can only settle and change in this secluded and narrow rift, thus forming this dark and poisonous miasma.

Xie Tingyun was affected so greatly because he was a human who grew up absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. He was extremely sensitive to things like ghost energy, resentment, and demonic energy, so his body reacted particularly strongly when it was injured.

This poisonous miasma is not only extremely harmful to the human race, but it can be said that no living creature can withstand the erosion of this poisonous miasma for a long time. The demon Tianxiao relied on his extremely hard demon heart to go around in circles.

The Demon Lord may think nothing is wrong now, but by the time he realizes something is wrong, the poisonous miasma will have already penetrated deep into his lungs and mind, eventually corroding his flesh, blood and meridians, turning him into a pile of bones with only cultivation level but no mind.

Compared to letting a mindless evil spirit from the realm of Silence come out to wreak havoc on everyone, Xie Tingyun would rather watch Demon Lord Tian Xiao go crazy.

Of course it would be better if he wasn't the one going crazy.

The voice became lower and lower until it was as light as smoke. Ning Chen frowned, fearing that the man would die while speaking. Ning Chen interrupted impatiently, "Okay, okay, okay, I know. You win. You are right. Shut up."

“…”

Xie Tingyun then really stopped talking.

He had already reached his limit after explaining so much, so it would be best if he didn't have to say anything now.

Ning Chen didn't know what Xie Tingyun had stuck on the back of his neck. Ning Chen couldn't feel the existence of that thing, but it looked like it should be some kind of magic weapon. Ning Chen reached out and poked the spiritual power barrier around him, and could feel its toughness and the flow of spiritual power within it.

After a long silence, Ning Shen lowered his head and glanced at Xie Tingyun who was motionless with his head down.

Ning Shen frowned as he looked at his trembling long eyelashes and his paper-white face. He seemed to want to speak, but for some reason he held back.

After an unknown amount of time, Ning Chen took another look.

Xie Tingyun lowered his head and his expression was almost invisible. Ning Chen frowned. When he could hardly feel the rise and fall of Xie Tingyun's chest, Ning Chen finally couldn't help but say, "Hey...are you still alive?"

After all, he was the perfect sparring partner that Ning Chen had finally found. Although he was a bit prickly, everything else was perfect. He couldn't just die like this, right? If he died, what would Ning Chen still have to play with?

And the protagonist can't die, right? If he dies, the world will end, right?

However, Xie Tingyun did not respond.

Ning calmly reached out and pressed his hand on Xie Tingyun's bloodstained neck. After a while, he felt the weak pulse there.

The feeling of being touched on his vitals finally brought Xie Tingyun back to his senses.

His long eyelashes fluttered, and he opened his slightly unfocused eyes.

Ning Chen immediately let go of his hand, as if he didn't want to admit what he had just done, and snorted, "You're lucky. You're not dead yet."

Xie Tingyun: "..."

Who was the one who just tested whether he was alive or dead?

Xie Tingyun was feeling very complicated at this moment.

He really couldn't understand why Ning didn't take action when he had the perfect opportunity to kill him.

If you miss this opportunity, you will never get it again. If Xie Tingyun had escaped the Bodhi Formation that almost killed him, it would be extremely difficult for him to have such an opportunity again.

Could it be that the Demon Lord suddenly felt like playing around and didn't want to kill him so soon?

However, the situation in the Three Realms changes rapidly. If the enemy is given a chance, the next prey may not be Xie Tingyun. Ning Chen must know this truth.

Moreover, Ning Chen just said that it was his turn, and he also talked a lot about how to die. If I guessed correctly, Ning Chen wanted to settle the score with him.

However, Ning Chen has not taken any action until now.

don't know.

Xie Tingyun inexplicably felt that he was like a big arrogant cat that would roar at people and threaten them with its fur standing on end. It said it would satisfy the person no matter how much he wanted to die, but in reality it was only willing to stretch out its claws and pat them lightly, thinking that it could scare the prey into being stunted and stiff, and then it began to lick its claws with great pleasure to enjoy the result of its victory.

As a result, when he found that the prey was already full of blood before he even caught a single claw, the arrogant cat couldn't help but stretch out his claws to hit it a few times, fearing that the prey would die.

I just...really want to touch it.

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Ning Mao Mao: How do you want to die? (shooting people) (threatening) (very happy)

Ning Mao Mao: ? ? How come you are really going to die (shocked) (stretch out claws) (a few times) (find out you are still alive) (breathe a sigh of relief) (cold.jpg)

Xie Tingyun: ... (Silence) (He wants to rub but stops)