After condensing his soul, Qin Xuan's expression became much more relaxed. He stepped forward again, one hundred and fifty-first, one hundred and fifty-two...

One day later, Qin Xuan reached the 200th floor.

The power of the two hundred levels of illusion has reached three times that of the one hundred and fifty levels, which also makes Qin Xuan feel great pressure.

This time he didn't pretend. The two hundred layers of illusion really affected his mind.

Everything before was just a play he acted.

What kind of breakthrough before battle, what kind of concentration of soul, how can such a good thing be possible?

Anyway, Qin Xuan has never met him before.

But after reaching the 200th floor, Qin Xuan finally felt the pressure.

The impact of the illusion on the stairs was like a hurricane that penetrated the heaven and earth, sweeping through his sea of ​​consciousness, setting off huge waves, and Qin Xuan's mind became a little unstable.

"It seems that my tempering is still insufficient. If it were another seventh-level king, it would not be so affected." Qin Xuan sighed in his heart.

After all, he still underestimated the people of the world. Although he had rich life experience in two hundred years, Qin Xuan's setbacks were definitely not as many as those of the seventh-level kings.

During the one hundred and thirty years in the world of Tongyou, he was just practicing, not tempering his will much.

Awakening to his ignorance, Qin Xuan deeply hid the complacency in his heart. The road to martial arts was endless. His achievements were nothing. Even the Chongtian Sect was destroyed overnight, wasn't it?

On the two hundred stairs, Qin Xuan silently felt the impact of the illusion, shattering the many demonic barriers in his heart. His will was also growing. Gradually, Qin Xuan adapted to the illusion on this level, and he took a step forward.

boom!

The sky collapsed, the mountains collapsed, and there were tsunamis. Qin Xuan suddenly felt dizzy and almost fell off the ladder.

Fortunately, at the critical moment, Qin Xuan stood firm.

"I didn't expect that the gap between the illusions would be so big in just one level." Qin Xuan pinched his arm, his nails digging into the flesh. He did not activate the blood runes, and allowed the pain to stimulate his body to keep himself awake.

"I don't believe that after two hundred years of practice, I can't get through a mere illusion of a ladder to heaven."

Qin Xuan's eyes were red and his blood was bursting with color. He did not stop and walked forward with trembling feet.

Every step is like walking on the edge of a cliff. If you lose your balance, you will fall into the abyss.

The master kings on the one hundred and eight suspended islands all set their sights here. They also wanted to know whether Qin Xuan could walk through the illusion of the ladder to heaven.

Half a day later, Qin Xuan reached the 223rd floor, leaving only the last seventeenth floor before Tianqiong Island.

The seventeen steps are only a few feet away, as if they are within reach, yet extremely far away.

The power of the illusion after two hundred levels does not increase much, but it is more dangerous, because this illusion has its own spirituality.

This is the spirituality of Tianqiong Island, the human race’s most precious treasure. As a treasure that protects the clan, its power is earth-shattering, far exceeding the best rules and rare treasures. Naturally, it cannot be activated by a ninth-level emperor.

Tianqiao Island has its own spirituality, and it itself is the strongest war fortress of the human race.

Hundreds of illusions arise and die in Qin Xuan's sea of ​​consciousness, looking for Qin Xuan's weaknesses.

Soon, Tianqiong Island discovered Qin Xuan's biggest weakness.

Figures appeared in front of him. They were Yue Xin, Zhen Ruo, Yun Qi, Qin Jianjia, Qin Bailu, and Qin Xuan's parents, relatives, and friends from his previous life. Figures howling in the sea of ​​fire, they

Struggling, he stretched out his arms with difficulty, calling for Qin Xuan's rescue.

"It's all illusions, it's all false, I can't pass." Qin Xuan bit his tongue and kept telling himself that it was all illusion.

At this moment, the masters of the Sun and Moon Zong appeared, and Elder Yinqing was listed, and Director Zong You Ming stood in the central government.

They stared at Qin Xuan and scolded in unison: "What exactly do you want to do in the martial arts world?"

On the side of the stronger of the sun and the moon, there are hundreds of rules of the rules. These people stare at the top of Qin Xuan greedily, where there is a silver beads that are rotating.

"Killing this outside of the heavens, the treasures on his body are our people."

"Pump his tendons, pick up his skin, and find out the secrets on his body."

These warriors rushed up, and the greedy eyes seemed to have completely eaten Qin Xuan.

Seeing this scene, Qin Xuan retreated quickly, and suddenly his body trembled, and he woke up.

"It's an illusion, it's all illusions." Qin Xuan took a deep breath and rushed to the end of the ladder.

One step, two steps, three steps ...

The seventeen -story ladder jumped across, Qin Xuan rushed into Tiansi Island.

Well!

With a sound of Zhong Ming, it seemed to be celebrating Qin Xuan.

"Actually ... it really passed!"

All the master kings were stunned. They clearly saw Qin Xuan's body trembling, and they would fall down the ladder at any time. In the blink of an eye, Qin Xuan crossed the last seventeen layer stairs and entered Heavenly Island.

"How did this boy do it? In the seventeenth floor, did he break through again?" Some masters issued questions.

"No, he broke the illusion, and his will was like a sharp knife in an instant. He broke the obstacles to ignore the impact of the 17th layer of stairs and forcibly rushed into Tiansi Island." The emperor said.

The last forty -layer stairs are the most difficult, and the change is impermanent. There is no way to adapt at all. The best way is to rush to the end in one breath.

But how many people can do it, how many people can do?

The masters want to check the status quo of Qin Xuan, but Tianqiong Island is self -contained in the world. After Qin Xuan entered it, she completely disappeared.

"Now that Qin Xuan has successfully broke into Tianqiong Island, the Han League will no longer do it in Yongzhou, cross the evil, and go back to your own suspended island!" The emperor continued.

"Primitives follow." The evil king stood up, bowed to the ceremony, and then left the Hangye's hanging island.

Ning Xiangyu sighed helplessly, facing the power of the emperor, what can she do in addition to bowing her head?

"Qin Xuan, let you live for a few more days, wait for you to leave Yongzhou, when you are doing it." The jade rune in Ning Xiangyu's hands trembled, and a message passed through the Yin Yulu and passed to the Cold League station.

Nympho

In Tianqiong Island, Qin Xuan looked at his body and looked blank.

At this moment, he is on a vast battlefield. There are countless people and monsters surrounded by killing, but Qin Xuan's body seems to be transparent. These people and monsters cannot see him.

Then, then

"Is this the scene in the Tianqiong Island? An ancient battlefield?" Qin Xuan watched the human army wearing a simple war armor, guessing in his heart.

The Blade used by these fighting human races is very old. At first glance, it is the utensil before the ancient times.

And those monsters are huge, the whole body is fragile, and there are traces of the wild era.
Chapter completed!