Time is passing by rapidly, everything is going on in an orderly manner.

Zong Yang established the first guild in China. In one month, he has united more than 40 players!

And with the emergence of the first guild, the second, the third, and the fourth soon emerged.

Other countries have also begun to follow suit and form guilds one by one to officially unite the power of players!

During this month, Ye Fan would dream of a black shadow with great martial arts skills practicing with him every time he dreamed of!

At first he refused, but under the pressure of the black shadow, he had no choice but to practice with the black shadow.

But as he began to gradually accept the teachings of the black shadow, some inexplicable memories always emerged in his mind.

Until half a month later, the one in the black shadow's mouth woke up.

He is more cruel than the black shadow, and he is definitely not a little bit stronger!

When we met, we killed Ye Fan six times without saying a word!

After that, as long as Ye Fan falls into a dream, he will be unilaterally chased by that person!

After one month of death training, Ye Fan has long been different from the past.

And on the last day of the end of August, Ye Fan fell into a dream again, and this time, the man did not attack him.

Looking at the two black shadows in front of him sitting down peacefully, Ye Fan was a little puzzled, "Why, I won't train me today?"

The two black shadows looked at each other and shook their heads, "No need anymore."

Ye Fan seemed to feel something vaguely, "What does it mean?"

The initial black shadow stood up, "We are about to disappear, and no one will control your body again after that."

"From now on, you can only rely on yourself."

"Before leaving, I'll give you a few words, Ye Fan, listen."

"The cunning rabbit dies, the lackeys cook, the birds are gone, the good bows are hidden, the enemy country is destroyed, and the counselors are destroyed."

"A wise man will have a loss, and a foolish man will have a gain."

Turning his head to look at the man, the black shadow smiled, "I'm leaving soon, don't you say anything?"

The man shook his head, still not mentioning a word.

The black shadow sighed, "Forget it, don't say it if you don't say it."

"We are leaving, Ye Fan, you will have to make decisions on many things in the future. I hope you will think twice before doing it."

After saying that, the two black shadows slowly dissipated.

No one will control his body again.

Logically speaking, he should be happy.

However, as the two disappeared, Ye Fan felt a mixed feeling in his heart.

Kneeling on both knees, Ye Fan kowtowed heavily, "Two masters, you two elders are gone."

boom!

The dream collapsed, and Ye Fan suddenly opened his eyes!

It's still a familiar ceiling, and the spider webs hanging in the corners of the wall have not been cleaned for many years.

Ye Fan raised his head and a ticket for the Dark Carnival slowly fell into his palm.

Holding the ticket tightened, Ye Fan became enlightened.

"I won't run away again."

clatter!

clatter!

The clock on the wall was beating slowly.

23:57.

23:58.

23:59.

00:00!

【Dark Carnival sends you an invitation】

...

【Fourth Game: The Battle of Souls】

[Number of participants: 20620]

【Duration: Unlimited】

[Conditions for winning: One side wins]

"640 players will be randomly divided into two teams of red and blue, and each player will randomly obtain a soul."

"In this game, players can only use the ability to turn the soul."

"This game uses a team-based settlement method. Death will not clear the player's identity data, but it will not gain any ability. In the end, all players of the winning team will obtain their own souls."

"The failed team needs to be punished, and all members of the failed team are prohibited from participating in the next game."

"Warm reminder: Don't get too involved."

【Evaluation (d～ss)】

"Only one can win can take away his own soul, regardless of the level."

...

【Your team is…】

【Red Team】

Ye Fan opened his eyes and entered the scene with a huge arena!

On the left and right sides of the arena, there are two huge platforms.

One red and one blue, the platform under Ye Fan’s feet is red.

This platform is very big and you can't see it at first glance.

Ye Fan looked at it and found that his hair suddenly grew longer and his clothes had also changed.

What's the situation?

Ye Fan wanted to ask someone, but in the end he saw two men arguing about something.

Ye Fan slowly stepped forward and listened to the conversation between the two. The old man should have come in first. The man was asking why there were only a few people and where did the others go?

Ye Fan heard this and looked at the Blue Team and found that there were already many people on the Blue Team's platform.

And there are only three people on the platform here.

The old man sighed, "When I first came in, there was a person here."

The young man was a little puzzled, "Eleven?"

The old man shook his head, "It's not eleven people, but one person."

The young man frowned, "Why didn't I see twenty-one people? Where did they all go?"

The old man shook his head again, "It's not twenty-one, but actually one."

When the young man heard this, he looked around, "Where are seventy-one people?!"

The old man was a little angry, "Idiot, you heard it wrong again, there is only one person here!"

The young man was stupid, "What a thing, ninety-one people!!"

The old man was a little confused, why did he follow the young man to explain it clearly?

"Two hundred and five, it's one person!"

The young man was completely confused, "What, 251 people!"

"So many people have come?"

"Are they all finished fighting, and we're the only one left?"

Ye Fan almost laughed after hearing this, "Don't make things difficult for the old man, what he should want to say is a person."

The old man nodded repeatedly, then pointed his hand at a stone on the platform, "Yes, look, Jiu is obviously alone!"

Ye Fan suppressed his smile and looked over, and saw a man in a ragged black robe sitting alone on the huge rock without saying a word.

His hands were handcuffed by a pair of heavy steel locks, and his face also had a thick iron ghost face.

His long black hair was disheveled, and he looked like some kind of monster without looking at his hands and feet.

And for some reason, when he saw him, Ye Fan felt danger out of instinctively!
To be continued...