Inside the grave, Xiao Mingque held a large bag of pills in his hand, with a slightly reluctant look in his eyes. He looked at the direction above the ninth floor of the grave and was stunned.

In three months, Xiao Mingque had already woken up and was always by his black clothes to protect his Dharma.

But what she didn't understand was that Ning Fan in black was too cold and never gave her a smile. He just begged Xiao Mingque, but Black still refined the pills to Mingque, so he knew... Although his face was cold, his temperament was still gentle.

"Brother Bien is gone... I can't bear to eat these dancai cakes..."

Mingque Xiaoxiao felt a little blocked in her heart, and her tears fell down, and she was immediately panicked.

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

"Silly girl, this is not peeing, this is tears... I miss someone, if I miss you tightly, I will cry. If I miss you, I will cry. If I miss you, I will cry..." The short old man Mingluo had a look of sigh in his eyes.

"Tear, what is that? What is missing... Home, what is home?" Mingque's heart suddenly tightened when the word "home" flashed across the word "home".

"Home...Home is a place where you still have to worry about even if you are far away from home... Your home should be this grave. And grandpa's home, haha, is in a very far place... a place called the 'Tree Realm'... Haha, Ning Fan is very talented. When he merges the spirit, he will separate his incarnation and cultivate his incarnation to the position of Nascent Soul... Even if this son is in the tree realm, he is still a genius..."

"..." Mingque wagged his little head and ate a bite of dancake. She didn't understand the sadness of the Mingluo Tree Spirit.

However, she vaguely felt that Ming Luo's words were wrong. Her home should not be in the grave...

Recently, Mingque always dreams. In his dream, his name is Si Cang, there is a very far-far "home", and it seems that there is a not too far away "home"...

"Grandpa, I want to leave the grave..." When the word "Si Cang" flashed through her mind, she suddenly felt a little sad, which was a feeling that she could not understand at all.

"What are you talking nonsense! Don't say that this grave has special means to restrict the monsters from leaving, you can't leave at all, even if you can leave... You know, you are a elixir! It is a five-turn pill that becomes a spirit, and you have the opportunity to cultivate it into a nine-turn or even higher pill! If you leave the grave and lose your grandfather's protection, the human race outside will eat you! Those human races are not afraid of you like the demon race in the grave..." Ming Luo's face changed drastically and he scolded.

"Oh..." Mingque responded softly, and didn't know what he was thinking, but there was a question in his heart.

Is the human race really scary?

Brother Bing, isn't it very good?

Although that old man Xue Qing is timid, it is not terrible, right?

Moreover, the countless people who bow to themselves in their dreams... are their pious eyes really terrible?

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

...

All this happened after Ning Fan in black left the grave.

At this moment, Ning Fan has merged the two incarnations and turned into his former appearance again.

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

White clothes are like gods, black clothes become demons, yin and yang are united! Everything is secretly in line with the ultimate principles of the Yin and yang Dao!

Thousands of miles away from Ningcheng, an ancient battlefield was filled with ruins. Here is the place where Jing Zhuo and Su Qiu chased the black corpse.

The Zhuxian sword shadow was about to dissipate, and the black corpse, with various means, came alive under the sword energy!

Seriously injured! Black blood is everywhere! But his eyes are even more sinister. Although this time, although the serious injury knocked down his corpse demon realm, his mood has greatly improved!

After breaking the sword shadow, Old Ancestor Jing Zhuo was shocked. Even if he fell into it, he would probably die. I really don’t know how Ning Fan used that sword energy. He once again raised his awareness of the black corpse’s strength.

As the sword shadow was broken, Jing Zhuo's hair immediately stood up. The reason why he did not leave was that he wanted to destroy the black corpse after it was seriously injured.

If you can kill the black corpse, you don’t have to escape from other countries. The Yue Kingdom will avoid the danger of destruction, and the Huoyun Sect will avoid the difficulty of overthrow.

He could give the 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, let's take action together to kill this demon..." Jing Zhuo said in a voice transmission.

"No, he is here..." Su Qiu raised her bright eyes, looked at the sky, and smiled brightly.

Ning Fan's figure was hundreds of miles away, as if Jing Zhuo had no effort to let go of his spiritual thoughts, he could not feel Ning Fan's breath at all.

But Su Qiu felt that it was the special response of a woman first, and then it was the response of a divine thought.

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

He was seriously injured, but it would not be too difficult to migrate Jingzhuo, because he still had endless trump cards!

But his heart was filled with hatred, and he destroyed the immortal Jingzhuo, and he was unhindered, and he would definitely kill him. At this moment, there was only one person in his heart... Ning Fan was approaching with black lights flashing!

"Ning Fan! So you are a Nascent Soul monk! In this way, it's not surprising that Tian Yizi was destroyed by you!" The black corpse laughed furiously.

“…”

Ning Fan, who rushed to help, was still dressed up on the same day. Ling Lili didn't talk to the black corpse at all. He just glanced across the ground and smiled slightly at Su Qiu and Jing Zhuo.

"Thank you for your hard work... I will deal with the next thing, you can retreat..."

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

But what is strange is that Ning Fan showed his cultivation magic power from the level of only half a step of the golden elixir.

Jing Zhuo hesitated slightly, but immediately he pulled away.

He still remembered the divination of the old man Shensuan. It was easy for Ning Fan to kill him Jing Zhuo. Before, he believed half of his belief, but now he believed 90% of it!

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content behind! Su Qiu looked at Ning Fan in the sky, raised his head and smiled with a moving light.

"I'll leave the safety of Yue Kingdom to you...little guy."

Su Qiu seems to love to rely on her seniority. But her smile is indeed thousands of times more delicate than that of an ordinary girl.

This smile is a master of Nascent Soul in the Rain Palace, and it is hard to find anything.

The two left.

On this ancient battlefield, only Ning Fan and Hei Zi were left.

Ning Fan's eyes swept over the black corpse, fearful, and more than 90% of his chances of winning!

The black-clad baby only reached the early stage of the Nascent Soul, but did not allow Ning Fan's magic power to make a substantial leap, but it gave Ning Fan two magical powers!

First, it is teleportation, and the black light teleportation is extremely strange, and it does not consume mana, or the power of divine thoughts. Even so, it has reached the teleportation speed of an ordinary Nascent Soul cultivator. Ning Fan had a guess that if his body in white clothes also broke through the Nascent Soul stage and mastered the secret technique of magic teleportation, then the black and white teleportation superimposed, and his teleportation speed could be far superior to that of a cultivator of the same level!

The second is Mo Liu's magic technique, which is the magical power of the black-clothed body that exploded into tens of thousands of black sword thoughts.

This magical power is the same as the sword thought, but its power is enough to injure the early stage of the Nascent Soul cultivator. He even destroyed Tian Yizi with one move before.

The reason why Tian Yizi can be destroyed is not only because Tian Yizi himself is just a golden elixir, but is only sent to the early stage of the Nascent Soul magic power, and its realm is insufficient. At the same time, it also reflects from the side that the power of this Mo Liu divine magic technique is!

Even after comprehension of Mo Liu's magic technique, Ning Fan's sword thought, Ruyou Ruowou brought a trace of black, which slightly increased the power of the sword thought.

The two magical powers, one escape and one attack, made Ning Fan's strength qualitative leap. The only regret is that Ning Fan's magic power is too weak after all, and he must not fight for a long time. He must fight quickly.

This is also the reason why Black-clothed used the strongest magical power without hesitation when facing Tian Yizi. His magic power is limited, so he must succeed with one sword!

After taking out a bottle of bitter life pill, Ning Fan ignored the bitter pill and swallowed more than a dozen pills directly. The remaining ten pills were held in his mouth and he was not in a hurry to swallow them.

With the speed of refining medicine power of the Yin-Yang Demon Vein, he can completely restore his magic power while fighting. Although after replenishing his magic power in this way, his magic power is still the difference between heaven and earth from the black corpse.

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

This is a kind of self-confidence! A kind of momentum of a Nascent Soul monk roaming the world!

The power of the Immortal Emperor is ultimately just power, which is less powerful than Ning Fan’s own realm realization, so there is less power... Without power, no matter how powerful it is, it is just false. If the fox pretends to be a tiger, it may really hurt people?

But although the power at this moment is only the Nascent Soul, it is far inferior to that of the Luan Gu Emperor, but this power is truly true and belongs to Ning Fan. This murderous aura is also obtained by Ning Fan's fighting all the way!

"You are the descendant of the corpse demon vein, and Ning is the descendant of the Yin-Yang demon vein... In this way, you can die with peace of mind." Ning Fan's eyes changed, and his murderous intent rose to the peak.

Suddenly, nine black fire dragons swept across the world, and black flames covered the sky!

"Yin and Yang Demon Vein? What kind of Demon Vein is that... Wait, this is the Earth Vein Demon Fire, the real Earth Vein Demon Fire!" The black corpse's face changed drastically. He never expected that Ning Fan in front of him had such demon fire.

Even at his peak, it would be extremely difficult for him to resist the earth fire, not to mention that he lost Tian Yizi's magic container at this moment and was seriously injured in his body. It would be extremely dangerous to fight against this fire with his body!

"Since you have this fire...forget it, I will admit defeat, leave Ningcheng and Yue Kingdom!" The black corpse was a little weak for the first time. His situation was not as good as others at this moment. No matter how deep the hatred was, I will suppress it and find an opportunity to take revenge in the future.

But the only one who responded to the black corpse was Ning Fan, a cold voice.

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

Almost for a moment, the black flames in the sky turned into a huge vortex of flames, dragging the black corpse into it.

The power of the vortex was extremely strange. The black corpse tried to teleport away with a small amount of magic power, but was surprised to find that his body could not break free from the power of the vortex!

Star vortex, reversible attack!

Fire vortex, can lock teleportation!

The word "Whirlpool" implies the ultimate principle of roundness, and the way of heaven is roundness and the sun is roundness! Everything that is involved in roundness must not be underestimated!

In the whirlpool, the black corpse had to use the little magic power left to penetrate into the body and forcibly resist the power of fire.

Although the fire of the four-turn dragon vortex is powerful, it is only enough to hurt the middle or even late stage of the Golden Pill. For him, it is like tickling it through his boots.

If the corpse hadn't been afraid of the flames, he wouldn't have even been able to withstand the black demon flame.

"Although I can resist this fire, once my magic power is exhausted and there is no container to replenish it, I will be seriously injured in the fire... Today, it is better to escape first!" He slapped the storage bag in the flames, and immediately opened his veins and refining the corpse of the spirit, running out of the storage bag in a daze, heading straight into the sea of ​​fire, and was immediately engulfed by the sea of ​​fire, but in the end, the power of the flame was wiped out.

Hundreds of corpses were consumed, and the fourth turn of the dragon vortex fire was easily broken by the black corpse, without any effort, and immediately retreated.

Ning Fan saw this scene in the distance and his eyes were condensed... Today, you must not let this demon go, otherwise with this demon's cruel personality, you will definitely revenge!

"The fifth turn!"

His face turned slightly pale, and he forced the fifth turn of the Dragon Vortex Fire... The fifth turn, even though his divine mind broke through the early stage of the Nascent Soul and was still extremely barely used, his magic power was like a mud cow entering the sea, quickly exhausted. More than a dozen pills entering the abdomen turned into magic power, and the magic power was immediately consumed, and it still looked insufficient. Ning Fan immediately bit the two bitter pills in his mouth, and the bitter taste was barely enough to support the fifth turn of dragon vortex!
To be continued...