Inside the Ming Tomb, Xiao Mingque held a large bag of pill pills in his hand, with a slight reluctance in his eyes, looking in the direction above the ninth floor of the Ming Tomb, in a daze.

During the three months, Little Mingque had already woken up and was always by Heiyi's side, protecting him.

What she didn't understand was that Ning Fan in black was too indifferent and never gave her a smile. Just to beg Xiao Mingque, Hei still made pills to let Mingque know... Although his appearance is

Although cold, his temperament is still gentle.

"Brother Pancake is gone...I can't bear to eat these Dancake Pancakes..."

Mingque's little heart felt a little blocked, and tears fell from her eyes. She suddenly panicked.

"Grandpa, why do I have to pee in my eyes..." she said anxiously.

"Silly girl, this is not peeing, this is tears... If you miss someone too much, you will shed tears. If you miss a family, if you miss them too much, you will shed tears..." The short old man Ming Luo said,

There was a look of admiration in his eyes.

"Tears, what are they? What is longing...what is home?" Mingque's heart suddenly tightened when the word 'home' flashed across her face.

"Home... Home is a place that even if you are far away from home, you still have to care about it... Your home should be this graveyard. And grandpa's home, haha, is far, far away...

.A place called the 'Tree Realm'... Haha, Ning Fan is quite talented. When he merged with his spirit, he separated his incarnation and cultivated his incarnation to the position of Nascent Soul... Even though this boy is in the Tree Realm,

He can be regarded as a proud person..."

"..." Ming Que tilted her little head and took a bite of the Koudan pancake. She didn't understand the sadness of the Mingluo tree spirit.

However, she vaguely felt that what Ming Luo said was wrong. Her home should not be in Ming Fen...

Recently, Mingque always has a dream. In the dream, his name is Sicang, and he has a 'home' far, far away. It seems that there is also a 'home' not too far away...

"Grandpa, I want to leave the underworld..." When the word 'Sicang' flashed through her mind, she suddenly felt a little sad. It was a feeling that she could not understand at all.

"What nonsense are you talking about! Don't say that this underworld tomb has special means to restrict the monsters in it from leaving. You can't leave at all. Even if you can leave... You know, you are a pill demon! It is made of fifth-turn pills.

Spirit, there is a chance to cultivate it into an elixir of rank nine or even higher! If you leave the Underworld Grave and lose the protection of Grandpa, the outside human race will eat you! Those human races are not as afraid of you as the demon tribe in the Underworld Grave.

.." Ming Luo's expression changed drastically and he scolded.

"Oh..." Mingque responded in a low voice, not knowing what he was thinking, but there was a question in his mind.

Are humans really scary?

Brother Pancake, isn’t it great?

That old man Xue Qing, although he is timid, is not terrible, right?

Moreover, those living beings kneeling before me in the dream...their pious eyes, are they really scary?

"I still want to leave the underworld..." She said softly in her heart, but she didn't say it out loud.

...

All this happened after Ning Fan, dressed in black, left the Underworld Grave.

At this moment, Ning Fan has merged the two incarnations and returned to his former appearance.

White clothes and black cloaks coexist, smiles resonate with murderous intent, ice and fire burn in the immortal veins, good and evil, gods and demons change in his eyes.

White clothes are like gods, black clothes are like demons, yin and yang are one! Everything is secretly in line with the principle of yin and yang!

Thousands of miles away from Ningcheng, there is an ancient battlefield full of ruins. This is the place where Jing Zhuo and Su Qiu chased the black corpse.

The shadow of the Zhuxian Sword was about to dissipate, but the black corpse, relying on various means, managed to come back to life under the sword's energy!

Seriously injured! Black blood covered the ground! But his eyes were even more sinister. Although this serious injury knocked down his corpse demon realm, it greatly improved his state of mind!

After breaking the sword shadow, Jing Zhuo's ancestor was speechless. Even if he fell into the Immortal Killing Sword Qi, he would probably die. I really don't know how Ning Fan used that kind of sword Qi. And against the Black Corpse's strength, he once again improved

Got to know.

As the sword shadow was broken, Jing Zhuo's hair immediately stood up. The reason why he didn't leave was because he wanted to kill the black corpse after it was seriously injured.

If the black corpse can be killed, there will be no need to flee to other countries, the Yue Kingdom will avoid the danger of destruction, and the Huoyun Sect will avoid the difficulty of overthrow.

He could give Huoyun Sect to Ning Fan casually because he saw that Ning Fan would treat Huoyun Sect well, but in his heart, he still had great feelings for Huoyun Sect.

"Fairy Suqiu, we will take action together to kill this demon..." Jing Zhuo said through the voice transmission.

"No, he's here..." Su Qiu raised her bright eyes, looked at the sky, and smiled sweetly.

Ning Fan's figure was hundreds of miles away. If Xi Jingzhuo didn't release his spiritual thoughts with all his strength, he wouldn't be able to feel Ning Fan's aura at all.

But Su Qiu felt it, first the woman's special induction, and then the spiritual induction.

Sure enough, the black corpse broke through the sword shadow, smashed the four illusory sword shadows in the sky one by one, and stood on the sky without looking at Jing Zhuo and others on the ground.

He was seriously injured, but it wouldn't be too difficult to destroy Jingzhuo, because he still had endless cards!

It's just that his heart has been filled with hatred. The scene is indestructible and there is no hindrance. There is only one person who must be killed. At this moment, there is only one person in his heart... that is Ning Fan, who is approaching in the flash of black light!

"Ning Fan! So you are the Nascent Soul cultivator! So, it's not surprising that Tian Yizi was destroyed by you!" Black Corpse laughed angrily.

"..."

Ning Fan, who came rushing for help, was still dressed as before, standing high in the air, not talking to the black corpse at all, only looking at the ground, and smiling slightly at Su Qiu and Jing Zhuo.

"Thank you for your hard work...I will handle the rest of the matter. You guys should stay away..."

This sound is ethereal, but its power is stronger than Jing Zhuo! This is the true power of Nascent Soul!

But the strange thing is that the cultivation magic power shown by Ning Fan is only half a step of the golden elixir.

Jing Zhuo hesitated slightly, but immediately pulled away.

He still remembered the old man's divination, how easily Ning Fan could kill him, Jing Zhuo. Before, he believed half of it, but now, he believed 90% of it!

Su Qiu, on the other hand, looked at Ning Fan in the sky, raised her head, and smiled movingly.

"The safety of the country of Yue is left to you... little guy."

This Suqiu seems to like to rely on her old age to show off her skills. But her smile is indeed ten thousand times more delicate than that of ordinary girls.

This smile is something that a certain Nascent Soul master from the Rain Palace would find hard to find.

The two left.

On this ancient battlefield, only Ning Fan and Black Corpse were left.

Ning Fan's gaze faintly swept over the black corpse, he was worried and had more than 90% chance of winning!

The black-clothed infant only reached the early stage of Nascent Soul with his spiritual consciousness. It did not give Ning Fan a substantial leap in his magic power, but it gave Ning Fan two great magical powers!

One is teleportation, and this black light teleportation is extremely weird. It does not consume mana, but consumes the power of spiritual thoughts. Even so, it has reached the teleportation speed of ordinary Nascent Soul monks. And Ning Fan has a guess.

, if oneself in white clothes also breaks through the Nascent Soul stage and masters the secret technique of mana teleportation, then the black and white teleportation will be superimposed, and the teleportation speed of oneself can be far higher than that of monks of the same level!

The second is Mo Liu's distraction technique, which is the magical power of the black-clothed body to explode into tens of thousands or even black sword thoughts.

This magical power has the same principle as Sword Thought, but its power is enough to injure a monk in the early stage of Nascent Soul. Previously, he even destroyed Tian Yizi with one move.

The reason why Tian Yizi can be destroyed is not only because Tian Yizi itself is only a golden elixir, but only the mana of the early Nascent Soul has been deposited, which is not enough. At the same time, it also reflects from the side how powerful this Moliu Divination Technique is!

Even after comprehending the Moliu Divination Technique, Ning Fan's sword thoughts were filled with a hint of black, which slightly increased the power of the sword thoughts.

The two magical powers, one to escape and the other to attack, gave Ning Fan a qualitative leap in strength. The only regret was that Ning Fan's magic power was too weak after all, so he could never fight for a long time and had to fight quickly.

This is also the reason why Hei Yi did not hesitate to use his strongest magical power when facing Tian Yizi before. His magic power is limited, so he must succeed with one sword!

Ning Fan patted his storage bag and took out a bottle of Kuming Dan. He didn't care about the bitterness of the pill and swallowed a dozen pills. The remaining ten pills were held in his mouth and he was not in a hurry to swallow them.

With the speed at which the Yin-Yang Demonic Veins can refining medicine, he can definitely fight and restore his mana at the same time. Although after replenishing his mana in this way, he is still a world away from the Black Corpse.

But Ning Fan has a 90% chance of winning and can kill this corpse demon!

This is a kind of self-confidence! A kind of momentum that a Yuanying monk can dominate the world!

The power of the Immortal Emperor is only power after all. It lacks Ning Fan's own realm realization, so it lacks power... Without power, no matter how strong the power is, it is just false. Can a fox pretend to be a tiger's power to really hurt people?

But the power at this moment, although it is only Nascent Soul, far inferior to that of the Luangu Emperor, but this power really belongs to Ning Fan, and this murderous aura was also obtained by Ning Fan through fighting all the way!

"Your Excellency is the descendant of the Corpse Demon Lineage, and Ning is the descendant of the Yin-Yang Demon Lineage... In this way, you can die with peace of mind." Ning Fan's eyes changed, and his murderous intent rose to its peak.

Suddenly he opened his mouth, and nine dragons of black fire swept across the world, covering the sky with black flames!

"Yin Yang Demonic Vein? What kind of demonic vein is that... Wait, this is the Earthly Demonic Fire, the real Earthly Demonic Fire!" Black Corpse's expression changed drastically. He never expected that the Ning Fan in front of him had such a demonic fire.

Demonic fire.

Even when he was at his peak, it was extremely difficult for him to resist the fire from the earth. What's more, now that he has lost Tian Yizi's magic container and his body was seriously injured, it would be extremely dangerous to resist this fire with his body!

"Since you are so angry...that's all. I admit defeat and leave Ningcheng and the Yue Kingdom!" Black Corpse's eyes felt weak for the first time. At this moment, he was in a worse situation than others. No matter how deep his hatred was, he could not suppress it for the time being.

Next, let's look for opportunities to take revenge in the future.

But the one who responded to the black corpse was Ning Fan, an indifferent voice.

"Dragon Whirlpool Fire, first turn, second turn, third turn, fourth turn!"

In almost an instant, the black flames all over the sky turned into a huge whirlpool of flames, sucking the black corpse into it.

The power of this whirlpool was extremely weird. The black corpse tried to teleport away with little mana, but was surprised to find that his body could not break free from the power of the whirlpool!

Star whirlpool, reversible attack!
To be continued...