PS: This chapter is for the Vernon Alliance Leader, thank you for his support!

The Demon Hell Gate has already found the Nine Dead Star Sea, and when Ye Bai's mine service period arrives, he will definitely find an opportunity to attack him, in fact, Black Wind and Qianji have already made a move.

After the death of these two people, the monks in the Nine Dead Star Sea were only Xiang Wu, Zhuge Xu, and the black robe. Among the three of them, the black robe was the most troublesome, even if Ye Bai now had a battle immortal halberd, the first type of black rain alone was not enough to kill this person.

Therefore, if you can use the crazy hand to remove the black robe, it will undoubtedly be a big trouble. Even if the black robe escaped with serious injuries in the end, Ye Bai would chase him out and kill him.

Therefore, Ye Bai immediately chased after him.

The black robe and Zhan Crazy fled and chased, but they did not lose their vigilance, and the power of the Yuan Shen was already stronger than Ye Bai, so after Ye Bai chased after him, the two of them immediately noticed it.

Zhan Madness ignored it.

And the black robe showed a look of surprise in his eyes, as if he was a little surprised that Ye Bai, a junior in the early stage of leaving the dust, could come to the end of the ice world alive to find the totem pole.

But then he showed a sneer, and seemed to read his purpose from Ye Bai's movements.

"Even if the old man is not a crazy opponent, it's not that you kid can pick a cheap one, and he will kill you in the future!"

The black-robed Taoist said a word in his heart, and for the time being, he ignored Ye Bai who came with him, and continued to flee forward.

......

The wind is blowing.

The snow is vast.

Ye Bai stepped on a word of thunder and arrows, chasing after him, this body magic power, in all the body magic powers of the enlightenment platform, can be regarded as the middle and upper class, so Ye Bai's speed is not much slower than the two of them, but if the three of them keep running. In the end, Ye Bai will definitely lose due to lack of mana.

The three of them flew by, and in the blink of an eye, more than an hour passed.

The old ghost in the black robe has no intention of stopping to fight again with Zhan Madness, and Zhan Madness is also a madman, and it seems that he has to kill the black robe.

Of course, Ye Bai would not give up so lightly.

And the speed of the three of them was finally separated.

Fight the madness the fastest. The black robe was second, and Ye Bai's one-word thunder arrow step, compared to these two top monks in the middle of the world, was a little worse after all, and he was gradually thrown away by the two of them more than two hundred miles away, and the distance was still widening.

After a few more hours, Ye Bai's divine soul power finally couldn't catch the traces of the two of them, that is, to say. Ye Bai has been thrown thousands of miles away.

"These two guys are really not ordinary monks, they are so clever even with supernatural powers. ”

In only a few hours, Ye Bai's mana is still very full, and losing to the two can only show that the thunder arrow step is not as good as the two of them.

While flying, I think.

Unless something unusual happens. There was no need for the black robe to change direction, so Ye Bai continued to chase in the direction where the two had fled.

More than two hours later. Ye Bai's divine sense finally caught the figure of Zhan Madness, this person was covered in blood, looked a little wolf, and was sweeping in a certain direction to the side.

Other than that, you can't see the black robe, but the earth behind Zhan Madness. More than a dozen huge cracks have been blasted out, as if a major battle has just been experienced.

Sensing that Ye Bai was chasing him, Zhan frantically fixed his figure, meditated cross-legged in the snow, as if waiting for Ye Bai.

Sou!

Ye Bai swept to a hundred feet in front of Zhan Madness. Stopped.

"He used a strange self-harm technique to run away, and if you plan to borrow my hand to solve the trouble of the Demon Prison Gate, I am afraid you will be disappointed. ”

Zhan Crazy sat in the snow and said lightly, his face was a little pale, and his breath was quite low, as if he was not lightly injured under the self-harm technique of the black robe.

Ye Bai secretly sighed a pity, his divine sense was swept away, and he no longer saw the figure of the black robe, and he didn't know where to flee, even if he had the heart to chase after him, he was powerless.

His eyes fell on Zhan Crazy's body, Ye Bai's eyes flashed, and he smiled slightly: "Crazy brother is so seriously injured, aren't you worried that I will take advantage of the danger of others to restrain you and force you to hand over the totem pole and immortal stone?"

Hearing this, Zhan Madness showed an arrogant smile on his domineering and weird face like the undulating mountains, and said coldly: "This is exactly what I want to say, Your Excellency, there must already be a few totem poles, aren't you worried that I will restrain you?"

Although the man was injured, he seemed to be getting more and more insane.

The two looked at each other, and sparks splashed everywhere.

After staring at each other for a moment, they all laughed.

Without saying a word, the two of them each swept out in one direction.

After Ye Bai flew out, he plunged into the wind and snow and started his aimless search again. There are only eight stars left in the sky.

......

In the blink of an eye, more than a year has passed.

There are only three stars left in the sky.

In this year, Ye Bai's luck was good, and he found another totem pole, but instead of meeting half of the other monks, he fought a few times with some soul shadow beasts that couldn't be shaken off, and he also dug out a few top-grade ice spirit stones from a deeply buried high-grade ice spirit stone vein that he came across by chance.

While Ye Bai was still searching, some monks had already given up the search for the last three totem poles and began to rush back.

The fighting in the third layer is becoming more and more intense, and it is also wise to keep what is already in hand.

However, when the monk who rushed to the passage from the third floor to the second floor as soon as he arrived there and walked out of the passage again, he was dumbfounded.

Below the passage, a figure sat in the void.

Dressed in a gray robe, with a short figure, wearing a hat made of withered bamboo silk, a fiery red vitality escaped from his body, burning fiercely, and his breath was majestic.

Compared with the five short figures, the big head, which looks a little big, is a fluffy white hair, eyebrows and beards are very long, and the messy ones are connected together, and the face is full of wrinkles.

And in his hand, he also held a green bamboo fishing rod, as if fishing in the void.

It is the white-haired fisherman of the Nine Great Wandering Monks.

The first one to rush back to the passage was a tall and fat, ordinary-looking, middle-aged man in brocade clothes, this person was only a monk in the early stage of the dust, and it was a miracle that he could not die.

The man in brocade originally had a sneer on his face with a knife hidden in his smile, but as soon as he entered the guò passage and entered the third floor, a coercion that was extremely heavy fell from the sky and fell on his head.

The face of the man in brocade changed suddenly, and when he saw the white-haired Yu Gezi, he was directly dumbfounded, and after waking up with a shock, he pulled his legs and swept away into the distance.

"Stop!"

The old voice of the white-haired fisherman's song exploded in the sea of consciousness of the man in brocade like a thunderbolt, and the Yuan Shen felt a sharp pain, and his speed immediately slowed down.

At the same time, the old man raised his hand, and at the top of the fishing rod, a slender line of fire like a fishing line suddenly shot out, and wrapped around the person's body.

Whoosh -

The line of fire was like a snake, and its speed was even faster, and it wrapped itself around the man's waist in three or two strokes, making it impossible for him to fly forward.

The man in brocade was naturally unwilling to be restrained, and the aura of the Dao heart on his body was so strong that he was about to cut off the line of fire.

"If you dare to make any more moves, I'll kill you right now!"

The white-haired Yugezi raised his head and stared at the man in brocade, his two deep old eyes shooting out a knife-like cold glow.

The brocade-clothed man's face changed again when he heard this, and after struggling for a moment, he finally gave up his resistance, and saluted respectfully: "Junior Qian Boxun, I have seen a white-haired senior." ”

There was no smile on the old face of the white-haired fisherman, and he said coldly: "Do you know the rules of my white-haired fisherman?"

The man in brocade was stunned when he heard this, thought about it, and said with a wry smile: "The younger generation knows." ”

The white-haired fisherman snorted coldly: "Since you know, you dare to fly over my head, are you humiliating me?"

When the words fell, the old man's breath was raised, and the coercion on the brocade-clothed man was even heavier by three points, and the bones crackled and exploded.

"The seniors are angry, the juniors really don't know that you are always cultivating outside the passage!"

The man in brocade couldn't cry or laugh, and scolded in his heart that this is not the Red Lake where you cultivate, and no one is allowed to leave, which is too domineering, but naturally he doesn't dare to say it.

"Old man, don't care if you know!"

The white-haired fisherman shouted loudly: "Unless there is a monk in the master, or a monk with the same strength as me, anyone else who breaks the old man's rules will have to pay the price!"

The man in brocade smiled bitterly, he didn't need to ask to know what the price of the white-haired fisherman was going to be.

"Senior, junior, a junior who has left the dust, I really didn't find any totem poles, otherwise I wouldn't have come out so soon. ”

The man in brocade had a miserable crying appearance, it was hard to imagine that he could cultivate to the realm of leaving the earth.

"Boy, don't you think, I don't dare to kill you?"

When the white-haired fisherman saw the other party's crying and mourning look, his eyes suddenly became murderous, and he said in a low and gloomy voice, his face as hideous as a poisonous snake.

As soon as the fishing rod flicked, he dragged the other party in front of him, and a pair of thin hands, lightning struck, strangled the opponent's neck.

The fingertips clicked several times, and more than a dozen fire snakes drilled into the other party's body from the fingers of the white-haired fisherman.

The screams sounded immediately, and the internal organs of the man in brocade suddenly burst into flames, and the flames came out of his body.

It turned out that the white-haired Yugezi, an old guy, got the news relatively late, and after he came, he searched for a year or two, but he didn't gain much, and he knew that he had lost the opportunity, so he came up with such a hooligan method of robbing outside.

This person is also cunning, waiting outside the passage to guard, if he enters the passage and is discovered by other people's divine senses, he will definitely flee far away.

"Seniors spare their lives!"

In just an instant, the man in brocade lost his vitality rapidly, blood gushed out of his mouth, his eyes were full of pain and horror, and he shouted for mercy.

"The old man doesn't want much, a totem pole, either hand it over or die!"

The white-haired fisherman's voice was calm and low, and murderous.

"I'll pay, I'll pay!"

The man in brocade has a face like ashes, his eyes are full of helplessness and despair, and after years of hard work, he has made a picture of the cake, this is the Sea of Nine Dead Stars! (To be continued......