Looking at Huang Sheng, Master Huang, and Ning Tao who were gradually collapsing, they sighed. This guy always uses his brains crookedly. Even the gatekeeper doesn't know what the outcome will be?

It seemed that the third level had passed, but the white gem had not turned into power and integrated into his body.

Instead, he took the opportunity to drag him into the illusion.

It merges with the power of darkness to form the most powerful illusion.

At this time, Mr. Huang in the light curtain had experienced countless repetitions and cycles, and suddenly rushed out of the Three Kingdoms, as if he had returned to the fourth level.

All this is actually an illusion.

"Back...back, haha, I'm finally back, I succeeded, I...I succeeded..."

Huang Sheng looked up to the sky and laughed wildly with excitement.

Immediately afterwards, he started to have a smooth journey, seizing the key, taking the ring, becoming the island master, fighting the world, being granted the title of Tianzun, enjoying the harem, suppressing the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, and finally becoming the only saint, reaching the pinnacle of life...

But as everyone knows, all this is still an illusion in Ning Tao's eyes, and he has some sympathy for his misery.

When he was at his most prosperous, he was suddenly knocked down to the bottom again, and saw the black storm sweeping across. When Huang Sheng woke up, he returned to the Three Kingdoms again, as if he had only had a dream? It had just begun?

He's going crazy.

"Asshole, bastard, bastard..."

"It's all fake, it's impossible, it's a lie to me, it's an illusion, I'm a saint, I'm the strongest..."

Seeing Huang Sheng's madness in the illusion, the gatekeeper remained indifferent as usual. This is the result of playing a big sword in front of Guan Gong. How dare you play smart in front of wisdom? I really don't know how this guy's brain grew?

Saint Huang Quan really lost his sight.

However, this was not his responsibility. The gatekeeper did not look at them, but instead called out a ring.

Ning Tao looked at it and saw that it was the bronze ring. It was strong, vast, shocking, and endless, as majestic and majestic as the earth.

"The Ring of the Island Master!"

"Senior, how do I get it?"

He didn't shy away from it. This was what he wanted to get through the fourth level. Now that he had passed the fourth level, he wanted to know how to get it? How much care should be taken?

The gatekeeper looked at the ring and said leisurely: "You have been recognized and naturally qualified. Now, you only need to solve the last two obstacles."

"First, defeat your remaining competitors to prove that you have the strength to own it!"

"Second, to get the approval of the ring, it has a certain spirituality. Only the Lord can get it..."

After Ning Tao finished listening, he looked at the ring suspended in mid-air, waved solemnly, sucked it into his hand, and slowly put it on his hand under the complicated guidance of the gatekeeper.

But there is no difference at all.

To say recognition? It's a bit too calm.

But to say that I don’t approve, I’m afraid I can’t even touch the ring, so I can only say that I approve half of it.

Ning Tao was surprised. He looked at the gatekeeper and realized something. Then he looked at Huang Sheng and the two of them. Can he use his strength to prove that he is qualified to be the owner of the Island Master's Ring?

It just so happened that he also wanted to fight.

I just don’t know if Huang Sheng can hold on?

He was originally seriously injured, but the gatekeeper didn't know what he did to save him. Not only did he recover from all his injuries, he was still alive, full of energy, and his cultivation level was rising.

It seems that there are many treasures in Timeless Island.

From outside, it must have been two or three hundred years ago, right? I wonder how Binglan and the others are doing?

He still owes Old Thief Shang a Taichu Fruit, and he happens to have one right in front of him. Moreover, it should belong to him, so he will get them all back today...

In the Eternal Palace, tens of thousands of monks have been fighting for hundreds of years, fighting constantly and red-eyed.

There have been more than a dozen Taichu Fruits, dozens of Eternal Spirits, and many genius treasures, etc., but these are definitely a drop in the bucket in the palace.

There are more, many more treasures.

"Charge...charge...kill..."

"Boom...Boom..."

In this long period of time, a ray of energy is boundless water after all. It has persisted for more than ten years and is about to dry up. After testing, many loopholes naturally appeared.

Shi Changkong had no intention of seizing an opportunity to escape from the darkness, but he was almost half dead.

After treatment, I finally regained consciousness.

Heart palpitations still flashed in his eyes.

"It's so... so terrible..."

When he looked up, he found that Ning Tao was holding a parchment, and he was surprised to see what was written on it. When he turned around, he found that Huang Sheng was in an illusion, as if he was crazy, talking nonsense, and was mentally disturbed.

It seems that he is trying to practice the Huangquan Heart Sutra.

Want to break out of this cycle?

But of course it can't be done in the fantasy world, but this is convenient. Ning Tao has almost finished the painting.

He originally got the first half, but now the second half has been successfully recorded, which is really an unexpected surprise. He is so excited that he is almost drooling.

Shi Changkong smiled bitterly. Thinking of the past, he couldn't help but raise his head and ask, "Senior, what is that Lord of Darkness? Is he our enemy?"

"Where is it? Why is it so strong? Where is the Three Saints? Are they still alive? And the Holy Land...

Facing his series of questions, the gatekeeper slowly stroked his beard and muttered: "I don't know much, and I don't know much about the saint's arrangements, but I definitely want to be the enemy of the Holy Land of Darkness."

"It is not only your enemy, but also the enemy of the entire universe. Once it is born, everyone will die. Even saints will not be spared."

"In short, when you go and open the door yourself, you will know everything..."

Shi Changkong's heart sank, and Ning Tao also finished recording and turned around to look over. Is it related to the "ancient door"? It seems that he needs to get the last key first.

But where is the first super galaxy?

At this moment, the dark energy gradually weakened and collapsed, and could no longer sustain the test.

With a "buzz" sound, Huang Sheng fell off.

But he was sluggish, confused, and his eyes were empty, like a madman who had a complete physical and mental breakdown. He was insane and couldn't distinguish between illusion and reality?

"You...you all deserve to die..."

"It's all fake, it's all fake..."

He roared, glared angrily, and tried his best to cut off the sword, but the gatekeeper stopped him with one finger.

"If you want to be recognized by the Island Master's Ring, this is an opportunity. The rest is up to you..."

After saying that, he retreated to a very far distance.

Seeing this, Shi Changkong also shook his head and retreated. Although he had recovered, the psychological shadow and mental torture were still affecting him.

It was difficult to deal with Ning Tao in his heyday, let alone now. He didn't even think about grabbing the ring.

Just watch the two of them compete.

Seeing this, Ning Tao sighed, looked at Huang Sheng and said pitifully: "How pitiful, Mr. Huang. I originally wanted to defeat you in an upright manner, but now you can't even distinguish between illusion and reality."

"But it doesn't matter anymore. Use your true strength to fight, and I will tell you what reality is. That Taichu Fruit should be mine!"

"Kill ah ah ah..."

He let out a loud roar and then rushed out.

But Huang Sheng was completely crazy. He held the knife with his red eyes and shouted: "You are fake, you are all fake. No matter how many times you come, I will never lose."

"I am the strongest, I am invincible, go to hell, you ants, go to hell..."

The Holy Sword of Underworld slashed down in anger, and the entire sky mirror seemed to be filled with frost, so cold that it penetrated into the bone marrow, and the power of the semi-holy weapon was stimulated.

A little bit of black light clung to him.

"Holy sword, bury all living beings!"

But in this extremely cold environment, a ball of scorching flame actually lit up. It was a bone sword, covered with nearly eight million immortal golden patterns, and covered with holy fire. It also slashed forward without sparing any effort.

In the past few hundred years, Ning Tao's progress can be said to have been leaps and bounds, both internally and externally.

"Eight times...Ares' Forge!"
Chapter completed!