The seventh-level low-grade wound medicine was left by Ning Fan to Mei Chen.

He returned to Qimei, took Mingque with him, and headed to the Tomb of Mingque in the Ghost Bird Sect.

When Little Mingque left the Ming Tomb privately, it must have made the Ming Luo Tree Spirit very anxious.

I haven't seen Grandpa Mingluo in these years, so Mingque must miss him very much.

When the two came to the Tuyuan Hall of the Ghost Bird Sect, they did not use the Tuyuan Hall teleportation array to teleport underground as before.

Ning Fan directly hugged Ming Que's slender waist and used the Earth Escape Technique to sneak into the ground a hundred thousand feet below.

The weight of one hundred thousand feet of land is enough to crush a Golden Core cultivator to death, but it is naturally nothing to Ning Fan.

The two of them appeared on the first floor of the Underworld Tomb, and their eyes were filled with darkness. The sky was overcast and rainy, as if it was raining all the time.

The rain on the first floor of the underworld's tomb brings with it the sharp spring chill. It is spring rain.

Ning Fan had a look of reminiscence in his eyes, holding a bloody umbrella and walking with Mingque through the spring rain.

Mingque, on the other hand, had a worried face, chewing on the fifth-level elixir and looking at Ning Fan imploringly.

"Brother Pancake, when I left the underworld privately without saying goodbye, grandpa must have been very worried and angry... When I meet grandpa later, you can say something nice to me and don't let grandpa spank me...

."

"Silly girl, your grandpa seems to be cold and stern, but he is very good to you. He is too late to be happy when you see you come back safely, so how can he be willing to beat you... He is your grandpa and your relative..."

"Really! Grandpa really doesn't know how to hit me!" Mingque's dark eyes flashed with a strange black light, and she immediately became happy.

Every time he raised his hands and feet, a hint of questioning aura emitted...

During the half month that Ning Fan entered the Demonic Forest, Mingque had already eaten up all the elixirs in his body and broke through to the realm of Wenxu...

When returning to Qimei City, Ning Fan was speechless when he saw the little bright bird who had broken through to ask questions.

It had been less than a year since she broke through to see the void, and she unexpectedly broke through to ask the void again... This speed of cultivation is really amazing!

But if you think about it carefully, it makes sense for the little girl to break through the problem quickly.

There is a virtual poison sealed in Ming Que's body, which was sealed by Ning Fan himself forty years ago. It was the poison of the ancient Ming Que's tail wing, and it is rare to have a huge amount of demonic mana.

The mana contained in the virtual poison is equivalent to the total mana of a virtual monk.

Before breaking through to see the void, Mingque had not refined the virtual poison mana.

But after breaking through to the realm of Wenxu, Mingque gnawed on the fifth-level elixir while refining the power of demons and ghosts. His mana more than doubled within a year, thus breaking through the realm of Wenxu in one fell swoop...

The Little Pill Demon is indeed very defiant, but the virtual poison has been completely refined by her, and it will never upgrade at such a terrifying speed again.

If you want to break through the void, you can only take the sixth-level elixir...

"Brother Pancake, I miss my grandpa. I miss the rain baby, the wolf baby, the medicine baby..." Mingque chirped happily, and Ning Fan just smiled and listened as he walked downstairs.

The second floor of Ming Tomb, Xia Yu.

On the third floor of the underworld tomb, there is no rain.

The fourth floor of Ming Tomb, Qiu Yu.

The fifth floor of the Underworld Tomb, icy rain.

Ning Fan stood on the fifth floor of the Underworld Tomb for a long time. The fire pit where Ming Que was refining elixirs was still in place.

He still remembered the sentiment he heard here.

What is rain? I turn my hands to become clouds, and I turn my hands to become rain!

The demonic beasts that had ridiculed Ning Fan back then, all saw Ning Fan appear, and they all crouched on the ground, not daring to look at Ning Fan.

In their eyes, the young man in white holding a bloody umbrella is too dangerous and can easily kill all the monsters on the fifth floor!

These ferocious beasts would never have thought that the white-clothed evil star in front of them was a little Rong Ling from forty years ago.

"Brother Pancake, they looked down on you back then, why don't you repair them?" Mingque showed his cute little tiger teeth, straightened his golden crown, and waved his pink fist, as if he wanted to fight these ferocious beasts.

"The past is over, let's go to the sixth floor..."

Ning Fan gently grabbed Mingque's pink palm and held it in his hand to prevent her from running around and causing trouble.

Holding a bloody umbrella, he walked through the icy rain. The ice was no longer biting and could only give Ning Fan a faint chill, nothing more.

The sixth floor of the Underworld Tomb...Sword Rain!

Kill with heartbeat, kill with sword, turn sword into rain, kill with rain...

This rain was a rain of murder, but it could no longer shake Ning Fan's concentration with his murderous intent.

Ning Fan walked on the sixth floor of the Underworld Tomb, his spiritual thoughts spread out two hundred thousand miles away, and his brows gradually wrinkled.

Weird, very weird...

Within the sixth floor of the Underworld Tomb, there are not as many Void-refining ferocious beasts as there used to be.

Back then, there were at least over a hundred Void-refining ferocious beasts here, but now there are only a few scattered five or six left. They seemed to be seriously injured and had not recovered. When they saw Ning Fan coming, they immediately trembled.

There are many signs of collapse and fighting in the mountains and rivers in all directions...

"Hey, there should have been a lot of monster babies on the sixth floor back then, but why are there only so few left now..." Even Mingque noticed something strange.

Ning Fan frowned and sent out his spiritual thoughts to explore the remaining mana aura here.

The aura of the master who destroyed the mountains and rivers here is very familiar...

"So that's it. He was the one who killed a large number of Void-refining ferocious beasts here... Go to the seventh floor and have a look."

Ning Fan seemed to have a guess and led Ming Que directly to the seventh floor of the Underworld Tomb.

Forty years ago, there were six first-level and second-level Void Shattering monsters in the seventh floor of the Underworld Grave, but now not even half of them are left...

The thunderstorm on the seventh floor is still violent, and still contains the feelings of the Bird God... There is thunder on the ground, it is going to rain, and I want to kill people!

But all the mountains and rivers within a million miles were flattened, and the landscape was no longer what it was before!

Ning Fan dispersed his spiritual thoughts and found six extremely dense residual evil spirits on the seventh floor, each of which was left behind after Suixu's death.

Although he guessed who killed these ferocious beasts, Ning Fan was still deeply shocked... The six Void-shattering ferocious beasts on the seventh floor all died in the hands of that person!

"Huh? All the six Void-Smashing Demon babies on the seventh floor are gone..." Mingque said in surprise.

"They are all dead, killed by others." Ning Fan said calmly.

"How, how could it be possible? The six-headed demon babies here all have Suixu cultivation. Who is so powerful that he killed them all... It's too scary!" Mingque's little mouth was so surprised that she couldn't close her mouth.

"Let's go to the eighth floor and have a look..."

The eighth floor of the Underworld Tomb, the heaven-defying rain!

Ning Fan and Mingque stepped onto the eighth floor. As soon as they saw the devastated land and noticed the evil spirit remaining here, they immediately sighed.

"No need to read. All the Void-shattering monsters on the eighth floor are dead..."

Back then, there were three Void-shattering powerhouses on the eighth level, two at the third level, and one at the fourth level... all of whom had attacked Ning Fan.

Now there are only three evil spirits left by the dead people in the eighth floor... There is no doubt that all Suixu are dead, including the snake-scaled old man back then...

"So many Shattered Void Demon babies are dead. Will Grandpa be in danger too! Who, who entered the underworld and killed so many Shattered Void Monster babies! I want to go find Grandpa. I'm so worried. Grandpa must not

Die!" Ming Que almost cried anxiously.

Ning Fan, dumbfounded, patted Mingque's head and consoled him, "Silly girl. Haven't you seen it yet? The person who killed all the way from the sixth floor to the eighth floor was your Grandpa Mingluo. Apart from him,

Who else in the Rain Realm is so powerful? Kill all the nine Void-shattering monsters in the Underworld Tomb..."

"Hey, is that so? Does that mean grandpa is fine? It scared me to death. I thought something happened to grandpa." Mingque patted her chest cutely and regained her smiling expression.

Ning Fan sighed slightly, even masters like the Rain Emperor and Yuntian Jue could not completely kill the Nine Heads of the Ming Tomb.

The Mingluo tree spirit can kill nine heads and shatter the void with one person, and its cultivation is so high that it is unimaginable!

Among the nine-headed Void-Smashing ferocious beasts, the highest cultivator was the fourth-level Void-Smashing Beast, but they all died at the hands of Ming Luo.

I remember that back then, Ming Luo had a total of 100,000 clones in the God Transformation stage, and the demonic power of the 100,000 clones were combined into one clone. The cultivation level of that clone was as high as the fifth level of Shattering Void!

The clone alone has the cultivation level of Shattering the Void Fifth Level. How high is the cultivation level of the Mingluo Tree Spirit's body?

Ning Fan had not thought about this issue back then, but he was quite interested in knowing it.

He and Mingque walked to the entrance of the ninth floor of the Underworld Tomb. There, there was a short old man standing like a tree stump, with a gloomy zombie face, staring angrily at Mingque, his muddy old eyes clearly hiding a trace of joy, but

Deliberately scolded harshly,

"Humph! You stinky girl! Do you know how to go home now? Do you know how much I have been worried about you in the past forty years!"

This short old man is the clone of the Mingluo Tree Spirit, exuding the aura of Shattering the Void Fifth Level.

He scolded him coldly, and Mingque immediately felt a sore nose. He sat on the ground and cried, "Grandpa, I'm sorry. Mingque realizes his mistake. Mingque won't dare to do it anymore..."

As soon as Mingque cried, the short old man immediately showed a distressed expression and walked closer, blaming himself. He actually made the innocent and cute little Mingque cry. It was a mistake, it was such a mistake...

"Grandpa is not good. Grandpa should not scold you. Mingque should stop crying." The short old man was at a loss and didn't know how to coax Mingque.

"You give me lots of medicine, baby, and I won't cry anymore..." Mingque sobbed a few times in frustration, but there was a sly look in her eyes.

This cunning look could not be hidden from Ming Luo, who was troubled by concern, but it could not be hidden from Ning Fan.
To be continued...