People are in the Demon Sect, and they start to fuse the immortal fruit

The island is located in the northwest of the Meteorite Sea.

A mineral called "Yellow Stone Sand" is produced here, which is an earth-attributed refining material.

The lowest quality ones are in the form of gravel, and can generally only be used to refine magic tools. The higher quality ones are condensed into stone blocks, and the earth-attributed spiritual power is relatively rich, which is suitable for refining spiritual tools.

The higher quality ones look more like earth-attributed spiritual stones, emitting a yellowish-brown fluorescence, with fewer impurities. If the essence is extracted, it can be used to refine magic tools!

After a short dizziness, Ye An's figure appeared on a teleportation array.

He immediately used the Heaven-Hidden Art to hide his cultivation to the early stage of the Golden Core.

Soon, a figure came down from the upstairs and came to the underground secret room.

After seeing Ye An, he just looked at him twice and didn't ask any more questions: "Come up with me."

Ye An was used to it and followed him up.

After walking out of the Baibao Building, Ye An took out the sea chart, confirmed the shortest route, and then took off.

Looking down from above, he found that the island was very large, not much worse than Minghuang Island, but the spiritual energy was not as strong.

"Huh?"

He suddenly let out a light exclamation, and then beams of light rose from the ground, and a large formation suddenly took shape, trapping him inside.

"Do it!"

The formation burst out with powerful spiritual power, and the sky was full of red light. Burning boulders fell down one by one, like a volcano erupting.

Ye An frowned, and with a thought, the Taihe Sword shot out.

Only a flash of light flashed, and the burning stone above his head was cut into pieces.

"Spiritual treasure?!"

A somewhat terrified voice came from below.

"Go!"

"Hmph!"

Ye An snorted coldly, and the Tai He Sword had already flown out.

In just a moment, the formation had been broken by him, and figures fled in panic.

But their speed was too slow, and the Tai He Sword was divided into nine. Nine sword lights flashed, and several fleeing figures fell from the sky like dumplings, and died.

In the end, only two Jindan-stage cultivators were left, surrounded by the Tai He Sword, terrified.

They never thought that this man would have such a thing as a spiritual treasure.

Ye An came in front of them and said lightly: "Why did you attack me?"

The two looked terrified: "We, we recognized the wrong person?"

"Yes, we recognized the wrong person."

"Recognized the wrong person?" Ye An's eyes flashed, "It seems that I can only search the soul myself."

"Search the soul?"

Hearing these two words, the faces of the two turned pale.

Anyone whose soul has been searched will be confused and become a fool at best, or their soul will collapse and die on the spot.

"We tell you! We tell you!"

Under the huge threat, they chose to tell the truth.

"Because you came from Baibaolou, we think you are from Baibaolou, so we attacked you."

Ye An's eyes flashed: "You dare to attack Baibaolou, it seems that you are not ordinary people, what is your origin?"

The two looked at each other: "I, we are..."

Ye An suddenly turned his head to look into the distance and felt a strong breath approaching.

Soon, the two Jindan also felt it.

"Ancestor!"

"The ancestor is here!"

"Haha, we are saved!"

Ye An's eyes turned cold, and the nine spirit swords moved together.

"Stop!"

A loud shout, like thunder rolling in the sky, the breath of the Nascent Soul stage was released without any concealment, like a surging sea.

The people on Huangshi Island felt this breath, like an invisible mountain pressing down on their heads, making it difficult for them to breathe and causing fear.

On such an island, a Jindan-stage cultivator is already a top-level warrior, and it may not be possible to see a Yuanying in decades.

A beam of light came at high speed, and arrived in front of Ye An a few breaths later.

"Can't you hear me telling you to stop?"

The man was a tall old man. Seeing that Ye An's spiritual sword was about to fall on the two juniors, he showed anger and sacrificed his own spiritual treasure.

A hint of mockery flashed in Ye An's eyes.

The nine spiritual swords reversed their directions, merged together in an instant, and collided with the opponent's spiritual treasure.

Dangdangdang!

In just a blink of an eye, the spiritual treasures collided more than a dozen times.

The old man's face changed slightly, and with a thought, the spiritual treasure flew back.

He looked at Ye An with some doubt, because there were actually several cracks on his spiritual treasure!

There is no doubt that

Asked, the quality of Taihe Sword is higher than his spiritual treasure.

He stared at Ye An, and his spiritual sense swept over, confirming that the other party's cultivation was the early stage of Jindan, and he was definitely not wrong.

A Jindan cultivator, but has such a powerful spiritual treasure...

Thinking of this, a trace of greed flashed in the old man's eyes.

"Did you get the thing?"

He glanced at his two juniors.

The two Jindan bowed and said: "I got it, and the second brother has left from the other side."

"Very good."

The old man showed a satisfied smile on his face: "It seems that today is really a good day for me, Hongfu and double happiness, hahaha."

Ye An looked at him with a smile, but he was a little curious: "What is it, can I see it too?"

The old man looked down at him, thinking that he had won: "Huangshi Jingpo, have you heard of it?"

"Huangshi Jingpo?" Ye An really hadn't heard of it, but judging from the name, it seems to be related to Huangshi Sand?

Just when he was in a trance, the old man suddenly made a move.

Although Ye An's cultivation was not worth mentioning, the magic treasure was very strong. He didn't want to capsize in the ditch, so he said the name of the Yellow Stone Spirit to distract Ye An.

The idea was good, but the strength was not enough.

A surge of spiritual power surged out from Ye An's eyebrows.

"Ah!"

The old man screamed, his head almost split open, and he almost fell from mid-air.

He showed pain and horror: "This spiritual power... You, you are not a golden elixir?!"

Such a powerful spiritual power is much stronger than his, and it is definitely impossible to be a golden elixir.

"Correct answer, there is a prize."

Ye An pointed with one hand, and the Taihe Sword flew over.

The old man endured the severe pain and urged the magic treasure to block the Taihe Sword.

Ye An summoned the spiritual fire, which turned into a gorgeous firebird, shining with nine colors, making a loud cry, and a hot breath swept the sky.

In a hurry, the old man sacrificed a defensive magic weapon.

But in front of the spiritual fire, the magic weapon turned into molten iron in an instant.

"Ah ah——"

The old man's body burned and he screamed miserably.

A Yuanying suddenly flew out from his head and was about to teleport away.

Ye An shook his hand and threw out the forbidden air talisman, and the space was sealed.

Although it was only blocked for a moment, it was enough.

The firebird opened its mouth and swallowed the Yuanying in one gulp.

In just a dozen breaths, the old man was completely dead.

The two Jindan who watched this scene were almost scared to death.

This is the pillar of the family, the sea-stabilizing needle of the family, and it was destroyed so easily.

"Can you tell the truth now?"

Ye An looked at them.