Although it seemed that only less than half an hour had passed in the outside world, for Ding Ning, it was a full 20 years in the Chaotic World. The feeling of being separated from the outside world made him eager to return home. He grabbed their wrists and soared into the sky, flying to the top of the cliff.
A strange red wind came, and the two women turned pale with fright. Ding Ning suddenly turned around and protected the two women in his arms, using his back to withstand the attack of the strange wind.
"Hey!"
Just as he operated the law of chaos to resist the strange wind, the strange red wind suddenly disappeared and turned into a red petal tattoo on his arm, making him cry out in surprise.
The two women didn't know what he was screaming about, and thought that the strange red wind hurt him. A touch of worry flashed in their eyes, mixed with a little bit of emotion.
Although this bastard was a little rogue, he was still very responsible. At the critical moment, he would rather be injured than protect them. They had to appreciate his kindness.
Anyway, if it were them, they would definitely not be able to withstand the attack of the strange wind, so they wanted to care about him.
However, when she thought about how this bastard had taken advantage of them while they were unconscious to look at their bodies, not even letting go of their most private parts, she was instantly infuriated and cursed him in her heart.
Ding Ning didn't care what they were thinking. The appearance of the red petal tattoo was too strange, making him feel very uneasy. But after a careful examination, there was no reaction.
But soon, he discovered the secret behind it. With this red petal tattoo, the strange red wind that blew on his body was no different from a normal wind. It no longer had any lethality.
This made him thoughtful. This red petal tattoo seemed to be a sign of recognition, and the strange red wind would tacitly recognize him as one of their own.
To put it bluntly, it was like a pass, and he had obtained the qualification to enter and exit the Broken Soul Cliff freely.
Thinking of this, Ding Ning subconsciously looked down, and couldn't help but tremble. His eyes widened in horror, and his scalp was numb.
Because at the bottom of the cliff, the land kept squirming like changing clouds and mist, and actually condensed into a huge illusory image of a woman.
The woman's silhouette was hazy, and even her face was indistinct. It was as if she had existed since time immemorial, but her eyes were as bright as the stars. It was as if she had traveled through millions of years of time and space and was looking at him in a daze. Her gaze was as if she was looking at her beloved lover.
He was all alone and had no one to rely on. For thousands of years, he'd always been struggling and waiting in the torment of loneliness. How lonely and desolate was that?
An indescribable feeling of heartache suddenly struck Ding Ning's heart, making him feel as if his heart was being twisted. Subconsciously, he stopped in the air and stared deeply at the pair of eyes that gave him an inexplicable sense of familiarity. Unknowingly, his face was already covered with tears.
"You … what's wrong?"
Two women sensed the strangeness of Ding Ning, and following his line of sight, they looked down, but they only saw black and red soil, without any abnormality. Seeing his tearful appearance, Long Yi suddenly felt pain in his heart and asked in an unprecedentedly gentle voice.
Ding Ning suddenly sobered up, then using his spirit power, he instantly evaporated his tears. And when he looked again, that woman's figure was already nowhere to be seen. Feeling frustrated and frustrated, he absentmindedly shook his head: "It's nothing, let's go up."
Long Yi and An Xi looked at each other, and saw suspicion in each other's eyes. Nothing? Nothing, why would he cry?
Although this fellow was a bit lecherous, but he was absolutely a responsible and responsible man, so how could he cry for no rhyme or reason?
Two people coincidentally recalled the story fabricated by Ding Ning before, and endless doubts appeared in their heart. Could it be that what he said was true? So he was reluctant to part from this place, and shed tears because he was touched by the scene?
In fact, although two women didn't think that the story told by Ding Ning was true, but now, they also didn't think that Ding Ning was lying.
Subconsciously, they believed that Ding Ning was injured by the strange wind in order to protect them, so he had an absurd and strange dream. That dream was too real, so real that they were already unable to distinguish whether it was reality or dream.
Thinking like this, their resentment towards Ding Ning suddenly dissipated a lot, after all, this place was truly too strange, who knew whether that strange red wind would create a realistic illusion or not.
Ding Ning gloomily pulled them and flew up the cliff, but before his eyes was a white fog so dense that he couldn't even see his own fingers. This made him raise his eyebrows, and throwing away his previous sentimental mood, his eyes flashed with a hint of coldness.
It seems, after he fell off the cliff, as expected, some kind of unforeseen event had happened here, otherwise, Ye Qingxuan absolutely wouldn't activate the contingency plan he had left behind, and activate the Confounding Cloud Formation.
"What's going on here?"
Long Yi said in surprise. He completely didn't notice that he had already regained his freedom, and subconsciously tightly held the hand of Ding Ning.
"Shh! Don't speak first, follow me. "
Ding Ning was also used to holding the two women's hands. He whispered something, and then pulled the two women through the hasty fog as if he was familiar with the road.
The two women suddenly realized that this bastard was still holding their hands and wouldn't let go. They wanted to shake him off, but thinking that they were now in the fog, once they let go, they would definitely be lost in it. Their pretty faces slightly reddened, and they simply let him be.
As if he could see through the fog, Ding Ning directly passed through the dense fog as if he was walking on flat ground, and arrived at the eye of the formation.
At the eye of the formation, Ye Qingxuan's face was pale. He held a spirit crystal in one hand to replenish his spiritual energy, and he held a formation stone in the other hand, constantly injecting spiritual energy into the eye of the formation to maintain the Confounding Cloud Formation and buy time, waiting for the arrival of the people from the arsenal.
Xiahou Weiyang closed his eyes, holding the Sky Halberd, and stood behind Ye Qingxuan like a god of war, as if facing a formidable enemy.
After all, it was only a trap formation, not a killing formation. The people trapped in the formation were like headless flies, and they might accidentally break into this place. Once they disturbed Ye Qingxuan to continue injecting spiritual energy, the formation would collapse by itself, and at that time, it would inevitably end in a one-sided massacre.
Therefore, Xiahou Weiyang had always been guarding Ye Qingxuan. Once someone broke in here, he would take advantage of their unpreparedness to kill them. He must not let anyone disturb him.
Suddenly, the edge of the trap formation was filled with fog!
Someone was coming.
Xiahou Weiyang suddenly opened his eyes, and without hesitation, he waved the Sky Halberd in his hand, brazenly stabbing towards the person who was coming.
Clang!
The sound of metal clashing resounded, and a terrifying force was transmitted along the ancient halberd, causing Xiahou Weiyang to retreat three steps. A look of determination flashed in his eyes, and a cold killing intent abruptly rose from his body.
Although he was known to be invincible among those of the same rank, but he basically had no chance of winning against a Demigod at the initial stage of Saint Martial Realm. Since sneak attack failed, he could only risk his life.
"Wu Hou, don't attack, it's me."
But along with Ding Ning's voice, the terrifying killing intent around Xiahou Weiyang instantly disappeared, and what replaced it was a deep surprise: "Ding Ning, hahaha, I knew you wouldn't be so short-lived."
Before he finished speaking, Ding Ning pulled the hands of two women and quickly walked out from the fog, making the happy expression on Xiahou Weiyang's and Ye Qingxuan's face freeze, and they revealed a strange expression.
"Humph!"
The beautiful face of An Xi and Long Yi became very red, and simultaneously snorted coldly, shaking off Ding Ning's hand.
Ding Ning gloomily rolled his eyes. Really, these two girls were burning the bridge after crossing the river, and killing the donkey after it was no longer of use. They didn't even know to give his brother face. He awkwardly touched his nose and changed the topic: "What's the situation now?"
While speaking, he put his hand on the shoulder of Ye Qingxuan.
"You are … …"
Night
The entire body of Qingxuan trembled, and just when she was about to get angry and ask him to be more respectful, she suddenly felt an incomparably vigorous spiritual power as if the floodgates were opened. It crazily flowed into her limbs and bones through her shoulder, rapidly replenishing her almost dried up spiritual power.
Only then did she realize that Ding Ning was helping her replenish her spiritual power. She immediately swallowed back the words she was about to say, and with somewhat embarrassed expression, she said: "Thank you."
"Don't mention it, sister-in-law."
Ding Ning retracted his hand and said with a smile, but in his heart, he was cursing inwardly, do I look like a pervert? Not to mention you are the wife of Qisha, even if you are single, this brother is also not interested in you.
The face of Ye Qingxuan became red, and she inwardly scolded herself for making a fuss over nothing. Even if Ding Ning was lecherous, it was impossible for him to have any idea on her, let alone in front of Xiahou Weiyang.
But soon after, she shot a shocked glance at Ding Ning who was attentively listening to Xiahou Weiyang's narration of the current situation, and her heart was filled with shock. How did he do it?
It had to be known that everyone's spiritual power was different. Even if fellow disciples of the same sect practiced the same martial arts, the spiritual power they cultivated could not be merged, and there would definitely be conflicts.
Even if there were very few martial arts techniques that two or more people used together could allow the spiritual power to be interconnected, but that could only be achieved by using a special secret method.
Moreover, the interconnection of spiritual power was not true integration. It was only using the body as a temporary transfer station, and everyone's spiritual power was sent out at once. It was only suitable for use in battle.
Even so, the warrior who gathered the spiritual power of many people would definitely have some side effects after the battle. He would need to spend a certain amount of time to expel the foreign spiritual power that did not belong to him from his body.
But Ding Ning directly instilled a large amount of spiritual power into her, and there was no conflict with her own spiritual power. It was perfectly integrated, as if it was her own spiritual power. How could she not be shocked by this?
In particular, the spiritual power Ding Ning instilled into her was too large, so large that it directly filled up her dantian and all her meridians. It was even more abundant than her spiritual power at her peak, and she instantly touched the bottleneck of the Second Heaven of the Saint Martial Arts Realm.
She believed that after this, she would only need to cultivate quietly for a few days to successfully break through to the Second Heaven of the Saint Martial Arts Realm.
Ding Ning was well aware of this, but he did not become arrogant. Although the spiritual power he instilled into Ye Qingxuan almost burst her dantian, for him, it was only the consumption of two drops of spiritual liquid, not worth mentioning at all.
This was the benefit of having a large dantian. As a cultivator in the early stage of the Saint Martial Arts Realm, the capacity of Ye Qingxuan's dantian was not small, but it could not be compared to Ding Ning's dantian at all.
If Ye Qingxuan's dantian was a small stream, then Ding Ning's dantian was a vast ocean. Filling up her dantian was just a drop in the bucket.
"Someone from the arsenal? Interesting, then let's wait for them to come. "
Ding Ning had originally planned to remove the trapping formation after understanding the situation, and then personally deal with the people from the three shrines. But after learning that the people from the arsenal were on their way, he immediately changed his mind.
Although the old ancestor of the Wu family could not completely represent the arsenal, but since there was already enmity between them, it was only a matter of time before they came into conflict with the old ancestor of the Wu family. Compared to an outsider like him, the arsenal would naturally be biased towards the old ancestor of the Wu family. So, he planned to take the opportunity to weigh the weight of the people from the arsenal.
"By the way, why did you insist on letting the people from the Martial Arts Association come to watch this time? Is it really just to beat them up? "
Xiahou Weiyang glanced at Long Yi and An Xi. Seeing that Ding Ning had no intention of avoiding them, she immediately asked the question in her heart.
Ding Ning looked at the trapping formation with a profound gaze and said faintly, "Of course not. I received news that most of the sects in the Martial Arts Association have been secretly controlled by someone. I want to see who the person behind them is."
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