"That's what sound?" Ye Feibai's mind was drowsy, and the world around him was hazy, but Ye Feibai seemed to remember that this was a scene in his memory.

"What is this?" His body was like uncontrolled, stepping into the deep alley step by step again.

"No, please don't do this." Ye Feibai didn't want to experience that nightmare experience again. He struggled desperately to stop moving forward by slits beside the wall, but everything was in vain, and his body continued to perform like a movie.

Listening to the sound of the gurgling sound getting louder and louder, Ye Feibai's fear box seemed to be opened, and the man's back gradually appeared in Ye Feibai's sight.

Fear surged like a tide, smashing Ye Feibai's wall made of mud and sand in an instant. Ye Feibai had seen enough nightmare, but he could never adapt. It was not something that could be overcome.

But the difference this time is that Ye Feibai couldn't see the demon man's face clearly. In such a blurry situation, Ye Feibai made a little shocked discovery.

"Why does this person look so much like me in a vague way?" This idea was fleeting. Although it was very short, the whole back was already cold, and the blood was escaping the blood vessels on the back, like a cold poisonous snake drilling into the blood vessels and wrapping around the heart.

This self-recognized ridiculous and childish statement was immediately excluded by Ye Feibai and his attention was re-entered in his memory, but he didn't understand why the memory reappeared.

The ground was still Yulan, but the environment was completely blurred and could not be seen clearly. Ye Feibai felt that he was standing on an oil painting.

"What do you want to express?" Ye Feibai still couldn't understand. Suddenly the demon turned his head towards Ye Feibai. Although it was just a vague mosaic, the cold eyes penetrated the dimension, which still made Ye Feibai feel frightened.

However, when Ye Feibai was looking forward to it, the part of the vacant memory, as a student, how can he save this girl under the demon?

In Ye Feibai's surprised gaze, the demon man's tentacles slowly retracted, then leaned down and hugged the little girl.

"How could this happen?" Ye Feibai couldn't believe the scene in front of him. Ye Feibai didn't know how to explain the behavior of the demon man, and all kinds of speculations lingered at him.

I don’t know if it was because Ye Feibai was impacted and the mental world was in chaos or because of this, the already vague mosaic world began to fall apart.

A large piece of crack appeared in the whole world, and then exploded. The rushing torrent directly shattered the world, wrapping Ye Feibai up and rinsing it away.

"Ha! Huh, Huh." Ye Feibai woke up from the torrent and sat up all of a sudden.

Everyone around was surprised. In fact, they were all curious about what happened to Ye Feibai. I don’t know how normal I died in the doomsday. Tearing is a luxury for humans in the doomsday, especially a stranger.

"Are you awake? It's useful." Ye Feibai could see Bai Xiaoling with joy, and there was a vulgar man holding a bucket standing next to him. When he looked closely, it was Meng Shenji.

"Look at me, I just want to say a bucket of water in a coma. What the dark realm is so mysterious. We must break feudal superstition." Meng Shenji looked proud and proud of what he did.

Ye Feibai turned around and looked around. When the people around him saw that Ye Feibai was almost dispersed when he woke up, he was surrounded by Kunyang Bai Xiaoling Dream Divine Machine.

Bai Xiaoling looked happy, Meng Shenji looked proud, Kun Yang looked scrutinized, each with his own thoughts, Ye Feibai was also a little confused. He couldn't understand what the man was doing and what he did next, and why he didn't save Yulan.

Kun Yang made a secret gesture to Ye Feibai, meaning to talk alone. Ye Feibai finally managed to send off Bai Xiaoling and Meng Shenji who were chirping like sparrows, and followed Kun Yang to the artificial fake lake where there was no grass.

Kunyang gently took out a basin from his arms. The basin was big, like a large water tank, but it was also very flat, so it could be hidden under his coat. Ye Feibai did not admit his mistake in his dark appearance and patterns. This is the ritual of building soil.

This basin is like only one side, with endless deep darkness in the middle. Although it has a bottom, it dares not touch it. Half of the wall of the basin is carved with humans and half of it is carved with ghosts. They are all abstract patterns, just like ancient Egyptian, I can only guess a rough idea.

"The ritual of building soil?" Ye Feibai was a little surprised. How did Kunyang get it?

"Yes, that old man left it." Kun Yang said this very seriously, without any joy.

"Why?" Ye Feibai didn't understand the purpose of the old man doing this.

"I don't know, so I can't be happy at all. I have a question to ask you." Kunyang stared at Ye Feibai seriously, and his hand was also placed on Ye Feibai's shoulder.

"You said." After shaking his shoulders twice, Ye Feibai was a little uncomfortable with Kun Yang's sudden abnormality.

"Which tribe are you from the four Dark Masters?" Kunyang asked seriously.

"What kind of tribe? You said today, I didn't know that this thing exists." Ye Feibai shook his head and said he didn't understand.

"I don't know if it's my illusion, sorry." Kun Yang apologized gently. Although the four Dark people have the most contact with the dark domain, the dark domain is not only connected with the four Dark people.

"You said that the four great masters have magical tools, and there are two more?" Ye Feibai learned about the two, the earth building ritual, and the abyss bones in Kunyang's hand.

"It's not a magic weapon, it's a magic weapon." Kun Yang closed his eyes tightly: "It's a magic weapon that brings disaster, something that brings death and suffering."

Ye Feibai nodded gently and signaled to continue.

"The earth-building ritual is to obtain energy to transform living creatures by killing. As long as you kill enough, you can make the earth miserable."

"Bones of the Abyss." Kun Yang looked at the fan in his hand and looked bitter: "There are thousands of spells drawn on it, all kinds of strange things are included, and the inside forms a world of bones hell, and it relies on consuming the user's life to control the bones."

Ye Feibai was shocked when he heard this. He consumed his life to use it. Then Kunyang wasn't it?

As soon as this look was passed, Kun Yang's silent nod. Neither of them spoke, and tacitly avoided this topic.

Then Kun Yang continued: "The spear of the sea beast, Guy Borga, is said to be made with the fangs of Leviathan. It is a pitch-black spear that is more than three meters long. Anyone who is injured will be mentally ill and crazy. It absorbs its prey power and enhances the holder without limit. However, holding this thing will bring curses and slowly go crazy, so it is also called the spear of curses."

Ye Feibai heard two key points, unlimited and cursed, a killing weapon that depends on good fortune and good fortune.

Kunyang smiled at Ye Feibai's expression. The first time he heard that the four magic weapons would be shocked by their power and evil, but Ye Feibai was afraid, which was a different style.

When the last one arrived, Kun Yang was a little hesitant, but decided to speak slowly: "The last one was a dark sickle, which looked very weird, and had two blades. There was no news at the moment. It was said that its attack would not hurt the human body, but its soul would be harvested by it. It was a very weird weapon. There were very few information and rumors. I don't know whether it was strong or weak."

"Where is the name?" Ye Feibai turned his head and was a little strange. The others said the name first, why didn't this one be there?

"Anubis' funeral." Kunyang whispered a name, and Ye Feibai was stunned. Anubis is the god of death in Egyptian mythology, a weapon that even the god of death can kill?

"Just kidding, a weapon that even gods can kill?" Ye Feibai tried to dispel the depressing atmosphere, but when he thought of the name, what did the nameplate experience to take such an arrogant name?

"I hope this is also true. There is only one rumor. The legendary yin hunting field, 6 and 9 stars yellow sand and ghost, code-named burial, was killed instantly by the person holding Anubis' funeral, and the weapon disappeared from now on." Kunyang talked about a legend, a legend that was incomplete and like a compilation, but the content was very deterrent.

"9-star sword?" Ye Feibai's body trembled. The old man was only 6.7 stars, so he was so scary that he could harvest the 9-star ghost's weapons with one knife.

Ye Feibai sat on the ground and looked at the sky helplessly: "How far has I gone in this world?"
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