"The second level has arrived! Don't think about the matter of the Ancient Sect for now, it has not been eliminated yet."

"Yes, fight for it first. If I get the master's inheritance, I will become the leader of the ancient sect all at once!"

"Be your shit dream!"

Many monks chatted with each other. After descending to the second level, they saw themselves standing on the shore, and in front of them was a large lake of silver liquid!

Two thousand and one big flowers float in the silver lake.

The diameter of the large flower is three meters, all with seven petals, and the color is pink.

"Peach Blossoms?"

Zhao Fan looked around and his eyelids twitched. He felt a vague sense of familiarity among these peach blossoms, Taotao Emperor!

Could it be that the peach blossoms floating on the Silver Lake all come from the Taotao Emperor?

I saw the four hundred and ones who came to the second level first, each of them focused on a big flower and closed their eyes, not knowing what they were doing.

The ancient voice appeared.

"This is an imperial weapon of this emperor, called 'Lake of Fantasy'."

"Those flowers are the same. Choose a place you like and sit on it, and your consciousness can enter the real and illusory world."

"In it, you have the same body, bloodline, and even the level of life, as the first to enter the Supreme!"

"The illusory world contains a large number of martial arts and secret techniques collected before the fall of this emperor, including various weapons, which are also at the same level and can satisfy the preferences of any race."

"Go, the same starting point! However, the batch I entered first will be one year longer than you."

"And ten years later, the battle of reincarnation will be held! At that time, every contender will face off against the other two thousand people in the illusory world. If you win a game, you can get one point. If you lose one, you will deduct one point. In the end, if you get one point in the top 100 points, you will enter the third level!"

...

After the rules for competition were announced, the 1,600 monks on the shore were shocked.

In other words, in the illusory world of the Illusion Lake, there is no distinction between quasi-emperor and ten-tribulation invincible ones, and only the first entry into the Supreme!

The level of life and the bloodline of the body are exactly the same.

This is fair.

However, whether other means that the real world, which are not related to these two, can be brought into the illusory world, is not all or partly discussed, and I can only wait until I enter it and study it.

"Two thousand and one into one hundred."

"The vast majority of them have to stop there."

"Those who came in first are one year more than us, but have a high understanding, which does not mean that the combat talent is higher than ours!"

"It's only been a few days? It's been one year longer. The time flow rate of illusion and reality is obviously different."

"Everyone has to fight two thousand games!"

Then, many monks rushed towards the fantasy lake ahead.

They all fell to a big flower in their eyes.

The methods Zhao Fan showed during the reincarnation showdown were easily obtained, but they were also selected casually. The monks who were also from white miniature chaos nearby did not even have the idea of ​​fighting.

However, some monks took a fancy to the same position and robbed them, and many of them were even knocked down to struggle and rolled in the lake for a long time.

The scene was once chaotic.

It lasted for two hours before the whole group sat on the big flower.

...

A moment later.

Zhao Fan sensed the edge of the big flower and a pink barrier rose to isolate the inside and outside.

And his consciousness was uncontrollably drowsy, and after insisting on a breath, he fell into a blank space.

At some point, when Zhao Fan woke up, he found himself in an extremely primitive world, with flowers, plants, trees, mountains and rivers.

The other two thousand monks are also in this world.

He raised his palm, looked at it, and felt that he was really a state of stagnation that he had just entered the supreme, and he was in an unrealized state.

"Is this really an illusory world?"

No matter how Zhao Fan tested, he could not be more real, and even doubted whether the reality outside was a long dream of his own.

"This is the method of the Eternal Emperor!"

He sighed with emotion.

"Brother Zhao."

At this time, a figure flew from a distance. Looking at his face, he was the second quasi-emperor of the white miniature chaos. He landed in front of Zhao Fan and said with a smile: "The Eternal Emperor is so magical. I doubt that this is the reality, haha."

"I wonder what you call me?" Zhao Fan asked.

"In the quasi-emperor of the Yuan Ye."

After introducing himself, the Second Heavenly Quasi Emperor said, "Brother Zhao's strength has made me lose my mind from time to time. Let's not talk about it for a total of ten years. It's important to choose secret techniques and weapons first."

"Um."

Zhao Fan nodded, then floated up with the other party, and followed the guidance of the inheritance order to reach the void ten thousand meters above.

now.

The second group of monks who came in later also flocked to him.

A dazzling golden light ball floating in the void, and the light of the entire illusory world comes from it.

The contender can touch the golden light ball through his mind, and can view the list of classics and weapons maps contained in it, and then select which one will appear directly on himself. It is very convenient and there is no limit on quantity.

Zhao Fan swept into it, looking at the countless names and introductions on the list, and couldn't see it at first glance. Not only that, the level of martial arts, secret techniques and classics, floating up and down is minimal, all at the same level.

It may have taken a long time for the Emperor of Eternal collection to collect these requirements that meet the level.

It took Zhao Fan a day to finally make a choice.

The skill is called "Sword God Record"

There are fifty secret laws related to the sword path.

The weapon is naturally a knife, which looks seventy-point similar to the emperor's name, but its quality is not even comparable to the hair of the latter. It is just an eternal true soldier. Not only that, Zhao Fan also chose a set of flying knives.

Although the way to fly a knife is different from the way to a knife, it is like a close relative. With Zhao Fan's qualifications, it is still not difficult to understand the same.

After the selection, Zhao Fan said goodbye to the quasi-emperor of Yuan Ye and landed on a small hill.

He opened the cave with a knife and walked into it.

The first thing is not to comprehend the secret techniques of your choice, but to see the various means in reality and what can be brought into this illusory world.

"Blade..."

Zhao Fan frowned. His related memories were extremely clear, but with his first entry into the Supreme body, 99% of them could not be used even beyond the standard, which was equivalent to being useless. However, the artistic conception from the knife tree was still there!

"Next, quasi-emperor artistic conception."

After a moment, Zhao Fan shook his head helplessly. This body bloodline that has just entered the Supreme, and is equipped with the standard physical bloodline, where is the pure combat power ratio of more than 100? The artistic conception of the quasi-emperor is also restricted like a knife path.

"Well, next one, the mystery of the origin of chaos."
Chapter completed!