A hundred-year-old tortoiseshell, navy blue, with a brown underside, is suspended in the air by a hemp rope. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info And below it, seven long bamboo sticks of red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple are tightly encircled, shining in the sun, which is very beautiful.

On the periphery of the seven-colored bamboo sticks, there are several five-colored pieces of wood surrounding, which seems to be extremely flammable, and under the sunlight, flame-like things have emerged around the periphery.

Ye Feng sat on the ground with his eyes closed, muttering words in his mouth, holding a bundle of hay in one hand and flint in the other. As time passed, the expression on his face became more and more solemn, and the spiritual power around his body leaked one after another, lifting his clothes and blowing his long hair, and the sunlight slowly shone down from the top of his head and fell on that delicate face.

He's waiting, he's sensing, he's waiting for a moment to come.

When the sun reached the center of the sky, when a ray of golden light shot down on the navy blue tortoise shell, Ye Feng suddenly opened his eyes, and then wiped the flint in his right hand, and saw a tongue of fire shoot out, igniting the bundle of hay in his left hand.

The flame turned out to be black, as if it were a netherworld fire from hell, burning silently, and the air was slightly twisted by it, exuding a palpitating scorching heat.

Then, Ye Feng quickly put this flame into a strange fire composed of seven-colored bamboo sticks and five-colored wood. These things were all flammable, and almost as soon as they came into contact with the black flames, they burst into flames with a bang, and the more they burned, the more they burned, and the flames of various colors finally converged in the air, becoming a pale fire, burning on the hanging tortoise shell.

"It's done!"

Ye Feng stood up from the ground and breathed a sigh of relief. I have been nervous just now, and I have to pay attention to my surroundings at all times, but I am actually quite tired, and at this time, I am sweating all over my body, and I feel almost collapsed when I stand up.

"Click!"

As the pale flames scorched, the first crack opened in the tortoiseshell. Seeing this, Ye Feng's eyes lit up, and he was busy manipulating a golden needle, carving a mysterious ancient tadpole text on the tortoise shell, and then retracted the golden needle, focusing all his attention on the tortoise shell, staring at it deadly.

"Click!"

A moment later, a second crack appeared on the tortoise shell, which crossed with the first crack to form a "ten" character, and the engraved tadpole text moved as if it was alive at this time, making the tortoise shell seem to be full of mystery and weirdness for a while.

"Click!"

The third crack quickly appeared, and Ye Feng's heart also pinched in an instant. Because he found that the bamboo sticks and wood below were about to burn out, and the strange pale flame could not last long.

"Quick, crack the fourth way!"

Ye Feng's eyes widened, staring at the tortoise shell tightly, and he put his whole mind on it, just wanting to produce another crack on it.

However, what Ye Feng was expecting did not appear, the fire on the ground quickly turned into a black ash, the pale flame also disappeared, and the tadpole on the tortoise shell swirled drippingly, like a real tadpole, playing happily in the water.

"Failed?"

Ye Feng looked at the tortoise shell in despair, and muttered: "Didn't that bastard prophet say that there is a glimmer of life? Didn't he say that nine deaths and one life? But the current situation ...... Isn't this a dead end?"

"Could it be that I failed in divination?"

After thinking about it, Ye Feng shook his head decisively, it was not the first time he had divined. And this time, in order to improve the success rate, all the top materials were used, and in the whole process, his mind has been pinned on the tortoise shell, and there is absolutely no reason for the failure of divination.

"Could it be that that dark spirit is so powerful, even with the help of the Nine Thunder Tribulations, I can't kill him?"

Ye Feng quickly frowned again, he felt that the matter was serious, he was too optimistic before, the trickiness of the matter was only beyond imagination, this battle from the current situation, he would have no chance of winning.

"What should I do?"

"Click!"

Just when Ye Feng was heartbroken about how to act tonight, a slight explosion suddenly came from the hanging tortoise shell, and finally there was another crack.

"Cracked ......"

Ye Feng was stunned for a moment, staring at the tortoise shell blankly, so that he couldn't hang his eyeballs and glared out. He subconsciously rubbed his eyes, and looked carefully, yes, there were just four cracks on the tortoise shell now.

"The two cracks are a cross, and the four cracks just form a "wood" word, and the wood attribute of the five elements of gold, wood, water, fire and earth contains vitality, nine deaths and one life, a line of life!"

After reacting, Ye Feng opened his mouth and spewed out a blood arrow, but his body discharged some waste blood, and his cultivation also truly stepped into the Great Perfection Realm of the Quenching Body Realm at this time, only one step away from becoming a one-star hunter!

"Nima, it's really a shame to kill your father. Ye Feng wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and muttered, "Don't you want to be so exciting, alas, this is the legendary ups and downs of life, it's really exciting, the stimulated Lao Tzu vomited blood." ”

Although he vomited blood, Ye Feng was very happy in his heart, his personal divination this time, coupled with the prophecy of the mysterious prophet, made him feel like he had taken a reassuring pill, he was originally a little worried about tonight's actions, but at this moment he was full of confidence.

However, perhaps he never dreamed that this seemingly seamless divination he had carried out had been perceived by a mysterious old man.

Almost at the moment when Ye Feng vomited blood, on a mountain hundreds of miles away from here, an old man who closed his eyes and recuperated suddenly opened his eyes.

He stood up and looked at the mountains and forests in the distance, his cloudy eyes suddenly burst out like a small sun, and at the same time, his whole body was full of energy, and in an instant, there was a whirring wind, blowing the pale hair, and also blowing the old white shirt.

"Good boy, you can even divination...... old man said to himself in a voice that only he could hear, "it seems that you don't believe me...... Yes, you have never seen me, so why should you believe my prophecy?"

Speaking of this, the old man slowly took out a foot-long white jade bamboo from his arms, and then fell his gaze on it, sweeping every place on the jade bamboo inch by inch: it was very conspicuous, and there was an extra crack on the jade bamboo.

"This man...... I can't even figure out where he came from, as for his future...... It's even more impossible to predict, can't even deduce, surrounded by chaotic fog, can't see through, can't see really, this is a mysterious person......"

After the old man finished speaking, he threw the jade bamboo in his hand, and then watched it crack inch by inch in the wind, and finally turned into a white powder in the sky, dissipating in the mountains and forests with the wind.

"I felt a great terror...... There are some people who cannot be guessed......"

"Poof!"

The old man's face flushed instantly, and a ball of blood spurted out from his mouth, and his originally rickety body seemed to be more rickety in an instant, and there were more wrinkles on his face, which seemed to be due to something.

After a long time, the old man's eyes became cloudy again, he wiped the blood from the corners of his lips, and looked up into the distance, like an old man who was about to die, reminiscing about the past, as for where he was going in the end, and what choice he had to make...... Unknown.

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By the river, by the stones, in the shade of a tree, a young man with a dog's tail in his mouth was lying on a large clean stone, staring at the sky with blank eyes, as if in a daze.

The Dark Spirit Clan, it is said that they are the remnants of the Spirit Race's exile in the Great Wilderness World, before the Hunter Clan retreated to the Great Wilderness and launched the Heaven Sealing Array, some of the Spirit Clan were expelled to this desolate world by the Spirit Race because they made mistakes or offended people who should not be offended, and they could not return to the race forever.

Later, the Hunter Clan withdrew from the Heavens and Ten Thousand Realms, retreated to the Great Wilderness, and activated the Great Heaven Sealing Array, activating the will of the Great Wilderness. Since then, almost no one has been able to enter the Great Wilderness again, and it is extremely difficult for the people of the Great Wilderness to get out.

Slowly, the exiles were gradually forgotten by the spirits of the heavens and all worlds, and the outcasts in the Great Wilderness gathered together to negotiate a new name in order to clear their ties with the spirits of the outside world.

The Dark Spirits. Just like the word "dark" in front of the name of the race, the spells they practice are related to "darkness", and the people of this race live in a dark environment all year round and like to act in the dark, so over time, when people mention the dark spirits, the first impression that comes to mind is a group of ghosts hiding in the shadows.

No one had ever seen the true face of the Darklings, at least not the natives of the Great Wilderness. Even if they capture the Darklings, they won't see them for what they really are, as they will die when you are about to uncover their mysteries.

This is also the place where many Great Wilderness races and even demon beasts are puzzled by this race: why do the people of this race would rather die than let people see their true colors? What secret is hidden in their bodies?

Ye Feng looked at the sky, his dark eyes became extremely deep in an instant, and he said to himself: "Since there is a word 'spirit' in the name of this race, could it be related to the soul aspect......?"

"If that's the case, I kind of understand why no one has been able to see them for what they really are. People of this race......"

Ye Feng suddenly turned over and sat up, he looked up at the bare mountain, looked at the sarcophagus with a pair of bright eyes, and said, "It's not that they can't see it, but they can't see it at all." Soul Mastery, Soul Golem...... You're not hunting the real Dark Spirit Clan!"

Therefore, it is said that the dark spirits are born in the dark, hidden in the night, accompanied by black fog, born with ghost eyes, uncertain whereabouts, elusive, dementoring, and invisible killing. However, there is a mystery hidden in the body, no one can see the true face, if you are in prison, you will expose your body, and you would rather die than give in......