"The second level is here! Don't think about the Eternal Sect for now, we haven't been eliminated yet."
"Yes, fight for it first, just in case, I get the master's inheritance and suddenly become the Eternal Sect Master!"
"Have your fucking dreams!"
Many monks were chatting with each other. After arriving at the second level, they saw themselves standing on the shore, and in front of them was a large lake of silver liquid!
There are two thousand and one large flowers floating in the silver lake water.
The large flowers are three meters in diameter, have seven petals, and are pink in color.
"Peach Blossom?!"
Zhao Fan looked around and his eyelids twitched. Among these peach blossoms, he vaguely felt the familiar aura lingering, Peach Emperor!
Could it be that the peach blossoms floating on the Silver Lake all come from Emperor Peach?
I saw the 401 people who came to the second level first. They were all concentrating on a big flower with their eyes closed, not knowing what they were doing.
That ancient voice appeared.
"This is an imperial weapon of this emperor, called 'Lake of Illusion'."
"Those flowers are all the same. You pick a spot you like, sit on it, and your consciousness can enter the real world of illusion."
"In it, you have exactly the same body, bloodline, and even life levels. You are the first to enter the Supreme!"
"The illusory world contains a large number of skills and secrets collected before the emperor's death, including various weapons. They are also of the same level and can satisfy the preferences of any race."
"Go ahead, the starting point is exactly the same! However, the batch that enters first will be one year older than you."
"Ten years later, there will be a battle of reincarnation! At that time, each contender will compete with two thousand others in the virtual world. If you win a battle, you will get one point. If you lose a battle, you will get one point. One point will be deducted. In the end, those with the top 100 points will advance to the third level!"
…
After the competition rules were announced, the 1,600 monks on the shore were stunned.
In other words, in the illusory world of the Illusion Lake, there is no distinction between the quasi-emperor and the invincible one in ten tribulations, there is only the first-time supreme!
The level of life and blood of the body are exactly the same.
That's fair.
However, whether other means that have nothing to do with the real world and these two can be brought into the imaginary world. Whether it is all or not or part of it is not explained in detail. We can only wait until we enter it before studying it.
"Two thousand and one into a hundred."
"The vast majority will stop here."
"Those who came in first are one year older than us, but their higher understanding does not mean they are more talented in combat than us!"
"How many days has it been? It's actually been an extra year. The flow of time in fiction and reality is obviously different."
"Everyone has to play two thousand games!"
Afterwards, many monks raced against time to jump towards the illusory lake ahead.
They all fell on a big flower in their eyes.
Zhao Fan easily got a position with the skills he showed in the reincarnation duel, but he chose it at random. The monks who were also from the white micro-chaos around him didn't even think about fighting for it.
However, some monks took a fancy to the same position and fought for it until their heads were bleeding. Many were even knocked into the lake and struggled and rolled for a long time.
The scene was chaotic for a while.
It lasted for two hours before everyone sat down on the big flower.
…
After a while.
Zhao Fan sensed that a pink barrier rose up from the edge of the big flower, isolating the inside and outside.
And his consciousness, uncontrollably drowsy, fell into a void after holding on for just one breath.
At some point, Zhao Fan woke up and found himself in an extremely primitive world, with flowers, trees, mountains and rivers.
Another two thousand monks are also in this world.
He raised his palm, looked at it, and felt that he had really entered the supreme state for the first time, and it was in a state of stasis that could not be improved.
"Is this really an illusory world?"
No matter how Zhao Fan tested it, it couldn't be more real. He even doubted whether the reality outside was a long dream of his.
"This is the method of the Eternal Emperor!"
He sighed with emotion.
"Brother Zhao."
At this time, a figure flew up not far away. Looking at its face, it was the second-level quasi-emperor who was in the white miniature chaos. He landed in front of Zhao Fan and said with a smile: "The Eternal Emperor is so amazing that I even doubt that he is here." It’s reality, haha.”
"I wonder what you call me?" Zhao Fan asked.
"I am the quasi-emperor of Yuanye."
After introducing himself, the Quasi-Emperor of the Second Heaven Level said: "Brother Zhao is so powerful that I still lose my mind from time to time. Let's not talk about it for now. We only have ten years in total. It is important to choose the skills, secrets, and weapons first."
"Um."
Zhao Fan nodded, and then he and the other party floated into the air. Following the guidance of the inheritance order, they came to the void 10,000 meters above.
now.
The second group of monks who came in later also swarmed in.
There is a dazzling golden ball of light suspended in the void, and the light of the entire illusory world comes from it.
Competitors can touch the golden ball of light with their thoughts, and then view the list of classics and weapon maps contained in it, and then select which one will appear directly on themselves. It is very convenient and there is no limit on the quantity.
Zhao Fan swept his thoughts into it and looked at the countless names and introductions on the list. He couldn't see the bottom of it at a glance. More than that, the level of the exercises, the level of the secrets, and the level of the classics were all at the same level.
It probably took a long time for the Eternal Emperor to collect these that met the level requirements.
Zhao Fan spent a day and finally made his choice.
The technique is called "Sword God Record"
There are fifty secret laws related to the way of the sword.
As for the weapon, it is naturally a knife, which is 70% similar in appearance to Di Ming, but the quality is not even comparable to the latter's hair. It is just an eternal real weapon. Not only that, Zhao Fan also picked a set of throwing knives.
Although the way of flying knives is different from the way of knives, they are like close relatives. With Zhao Fan's qualifications, it is not difficult to draw parallels.
After the selection, Zhao Fan said goodbye to Quasi-Emperor Yuanye and landed on a hilltop.
He opened the cave with his knife and walked into it.
The first thing is not to understand the chosen skills and secrets, but to see which of the various methods in reality can be brought into the body of this illusory world.
"The Way of the Sword..."
Zhao Fan frowned. His relevant memories were extremely clear. However, with his new body, 99% of which exceeded the standard, he could not display it. It was equivalent to being useless. However, those artistic conceptions from the Wen Dao Tree were still Still there!
"The next one is the quasi-emperor's artistic conception."
After a moment, Zhao Fan shook his head helplessly. How could the pure combat power multiplier of this body's bloodline, which was standard for the first time in the Supreme Being, exceed 100? The quasi-emperor's artistic conception was also banned like the Dao of the Sword.
"Well, next, the origin of chaos is mysterious."
After a simple test, Zhao Fan was pleasantly surprised to find that there was no discount and it was still 20% complete. "With this, my combat power can be comparable to the Nine Tribulations Ultimate. It is easy to win the top 100, but it cannot be done because of this." Waiting for work with ease, the Eternal Emperor has his own reasons for making such arrangements..."
