Although Elder Miao had a look of obvious exhaustion on his face, he still looked around cautiously.

Isn't this demon pill in Wuchou's place? How did it end up here? Could it be that something happened to Wu Chou? He thought about it but still couldn't figure it out.

"Young Master Wu, Young Master Wu, are you here?" He shouted around.

But there was no fluctuation in the air, and after a little thought, he stepped forward and came to the demon pill, reaching out and putting the demon pill into the storage bag.

At this moment, Yan Bin appeared, and he appeared in front of Elder Miao, holding the thunderbolt cue ball in his hand.

"You, you're actually ......" Elder Miao's eyes widened, he didn't expect this fake Dan stage monk.

It was too much surprise for him to appear here.

Yan Bin didn't wait for him to finish speaking, then let go of his hands and threw the thunderbolt cue ball to his side.

"You", Elder Miao was furious in his heart, and hurriedly sacrificed a mirror-like magic weapon.

He had subdued the baby carp earlier, and he was already seriously injured, and he had just fought to the death with the green operator, and the mana on his body was almost exhausted.

"Hmph," Yan Bin sneered, and manipulated the sub-cue ball to collide around the mirror magic weapon.

Elder Miao manipulated the mirror to shoot out a stream of blue light, but the blue light of the mirror could not reach the thunderbolt cue ball in time, and the thunderbolt cue ball kept hitting the mirror magic weapon while it was inside.

I only heard the sound of ping-pong like beans scattered on a plate. After a while, the mirror artifact let out a wail and fell directly into the sea.

Seeing this, Elder Miao's face was gloomy, and he threw out a magic weapon like a tortoise shell to protect him.

The thunderbolt cue ball circled around Elder Miao.

Yan Bin gave an order and accepted it. The thunderbolt cue ball began to kill indiscriminately.

"Ah", Elder Miao screamed again and again, and the tortoise shell did not have much protective effect. The cue ball can always find tricky gaps, break through his barriers, and attack wantonly.

Finally, his widening eyes showed fear and doubt. From the beginning to the end, he never imagined that he would end up like this.

Exhausted, he couldn't even make a decent counterattack, so he was shot into a sieve by the cue ball.

Even the original god did not escape. Within half an hour, his body fell weakly.

Seeing this, Yan Bin hurriedly picked up his fingers, and the two storage bags on Elder Miao's waist flew into his hands.

And the corpse fell into the sea like fallen leaves, and no one could ever know that he had been there.

Yan Bin sneered, a person like Elder Miao would have the slightest sympathy for him when he died.

Then, he pinched the trick to stealth, and the imperial weapon flew away.

[It's so difficult to choose a name: my God, anchor, killing Jin Dan is like killing a dog! ] 】

[Jack the Flyer: This person is too weak, isn't he?] Is it really a Jindan monk? 】

[Piaoxue: This monk has run out of mana, and he happened to be caught by the anchor. 】

[Pig Man: The anchor is awesome! ] 】

[Ding, the system thanks Pig Man, 50,000 live broadcast points as a gift, anchor popularity value: 2.28 million points. ] 】

[Ding, the system thanks xxx, the 50,000 live broadcast points given away, the anchor's popularity value: 2.43 million. 】

……

The live broadcast room was very lively, but Yan Bin kept flying in one direction.

The calm sea obscured all the breath, half an hour after he flew away.

A powerful and angry divine consciousness descended on the sea and searched everywhere.

Although the divine sense was carefully examined, no trace of Yan Bin was found.

But this divine consciousness still refused to give up, and searched the nearby sea area many times, and finally returned in vain after half a month without harvest.

And Yan Bin didn't know that it was thousands of miles away.

He flew in the air for ten days in a row, and Sangxing Island couldn't go back for the time being, so he had to find a place to stay.

Although I don't know what the relationship between the two elders Miao and Gu is with Wu Chou, they don't hesitate to kill people. It's better to stay away from their spheres of influence.

However, compared with the middle-aged Confucian and others, he saved his life and harvested three storage bags, and he was still very satisfied.

The three storage items have not been taken out to look at it, and his heart is hot. Now it's better to find a place to stay.

Yan Bin took out the nautical chart jade slip on his body, and his mind immediately sank into it.

It took a lot of effort to finally determine where I was, and then I searched the entire chart for some small islands in the middle of nowhere. After a while, he thoughtfully withdrew from the jade slip.

Looking at the blazing sun in the sky, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he turned into a blue rainbow in one direction and disappeared into the sky.

After flying in the inland sea for nearly a month and a half, and changing direction several times, I finally put my mind at ease and did not have to worry about the danger of being exposed.

The boring flight consumes mana very much, but fortunately, he has a lot of medium-grade spirit stones to consume.

Along the way, when he came across a desert island, he temporarily settled down to recover his mana, and when he encountered an island occupied by monks and people, he detoured.

Half a month later, he found his goal, an extremely remote island. He was overjoyed, and with his feet in the kamikaze, he flew down.

This island is nowhere near as large as Sangxing Island, but it is also a little larger than the average small island. That's what he's aiming for, Little Pear Island.

Except for a small number of mortals, there are some low-level monks who have not built a foundation, and there is no island owner, and it is completely a free place to come and go at will.

The reason why this island has this name is because there is a very delicious spiritual fruit produced on the island, which has some health benefits. It is one of the favorite spiritual fruits of mortals and low-ranking monks.

Therefore, this island naturally gathered some low-level immortal cultivators who wanted to earn spirit stones. But in the end, it's because there is a so-so spiritual vein on this island.

Although the quality of the aura is not very good, the victory lies in the fact that the spiritual veins are large and wide enough.

The aura is so thin, of course, it doesn't enter the eyes of those big forces, it is completely a free-spirited low-level monk world.

Two days later, Yan Bin was standing at the foot of a mountain on the island, where he had carved out a temporary cave with his sword.

Arrange a small spirit array at the entrance of the cave. He nodded in satisfaction, and then entered the temporary cave with his back hand, and sat on the stone bed and meditated for several days.

Restore the true essence and essence of the whole body and adjust it to the best state.

Then, he first took out the ugly storage bag and slowly invaded his divine sense.

This young master of Extreme Yin Island is really worth a lot of money. There are actually three hundred medium-grade spirit stones, which are equivalent to thirty thousand low-grade spirit stones, which is really rich.

He turned his attention away from the spirit stone and looked at a few other things.

A black rusty iron sword, a golden talisman with a spear painted on it, a scroll of jade slips with magical skills, a black bead full of cold aura, and a brocade papa.

The rest is just a bunch of worthless stuff.