Zhao Fan and the little savage looked at each other, thinking that it would be a illusion again!

In Zhao Fan's mind, the illusion of the first level has surpassed the perfection of cognition. He really couldn't imagine any other illusion that could be more powerful.

The next moment.

They officially entered the second level.

Consciousness was instantly pulled into their respective illusion worlds.

...

"Kill everyone in order and you can leave the illusion."

A voice fell into Zhao Fan's ears.

He looked around and frowned.

There is a forest ahead.

All the important intersections from Zhao Fan's birth to this day have been tied to the big tree in chronological order.

Uncle, Bai Ling'er, Zhao Yan, Lin Qianqian, Seventeen...

Whether it is alive in reality or destroyed by the Hunyuan Void, no one is missing!

"Damn Lan Luogong, what do you mean?"

Zhao Fan looked at the void angrily, but his words did not respond at all.

If the previous illusion is a conspiracy, then this illusion is an open conspiracy. It tells you how to pass it, and everything is on the surface.

If you don’t kill in order, you will not be able to escape from the illusion.

Zhao Fan took a deep breath, and he understood why the three-step Taoist Lord and Bai Hehou performed like that.

"Fanfan."

"Xiaofan."

"Brother Fan."

The calls and eyes of many relatives and friends were extremely at ease when they saw Zhao Fan, knowing that the white robe figure would come to untie them.

How did Zhao Fan take action?

Elders, friends, wives, and juniors...

Expressions, movements, and even breathing rhythms.

It's so real that it can't be more real.

Zhao Fan held Emperor Ming's hand and kept trembling.

He came to his uncle. Every time he wanted to take the knife, the other party would say Xiaofan and talk about the past.

The guilt in Zhao Fan made him put down the knife in his hand.

...

On the other hand, when the little savage came to the illusion, there were still all kinds of strange beasts in his eyes, only him.

"This illusion is really trash." The little savage complained.

Immediately, a voice came, "You... have passed."

The words fell.

The little savage's consciousness returned to the chaotic Taoist body. He looked at Zhao Fan next to him. The more painful the other person looked, the more painful it would be, as if he was about to collapse.

"Brother Cailu, you have to hold on."

The little savage was worried and wanted to reach out to pull Zhao Fan, but when he was about to touch Zhao Fan, he was bounced away by a wave.

"Come on! I'll wait for you at the end of the second level." The little savage left a sentence, then quickly passed through the space of the second level and reached the end.

He looked at the many eternal holy objects and chaotic secret treasures that had accumulated, and his eyes shone, "This one is good, that one is good...I want it all..."

Too many choices are also a worry.

So much so that the little savage was so dazzling after struggling for a long time.

The three-step Taoist lord in Taiyi territory was unable to escape from the illusion and avoid death.

Not long after, the day of Baihe Hou also came, and the state was almost exhausted and the lamp was exhausted and the end was reached!

While she was regressing, she looked at the teleportation array leading to the third level with lingering fear. After passing the level, she could sit in the entire Lan Luo Palace, but she really didn't have the courage to continue.

Bai Hehou noticed that there was only one little savage. She sneered and said, "You are quite powerful. Unfortunately, Qingbei and your white-robed companion are not so lucky. The latter has not come out yet, although there are still some left.

Half a day, but there is absolutely no chance."

"roll!"

The little savage's eyes were unprecedentedly cold.
Chapter completed!