Chapter 1540

"Here is..."

Jianwushuang was also in the black corridor, and his eyes looked around.

"Fantasy?"

Jian Wushuang's pupils shrank. He saw at the first time that it should be in a dreamland.

However, even if he saw that it was a fantasy, he could not break free from it by force.

"If you can't break free by force, you can only let this fantasy evolve gradually." Jian Wushuang knows this very well.

Just then, he suddenly saw a light in front of him, that is, the end of the black corridor.

The light was very weak, but the sword saw a glimmer of dawn.

"That's the exit!"

"As long as you can get there, you can get out of this dreamland."

The heart of sword matchless has been determined.

In this dreamland, jianwushuang will follow his heart without hesitation.

At that moment, the sword moved in an unparalleled shape and went straight to the end of the dark corridor.

At the moment, as like as two peas in the third levels of the cave, he is the only one who is just like him. He is also facing the same scenes as he is. "He said," he is the only one who is in the same level. "He said that the one hundred thousand layers of God in the cave were faced with the same scenes.

Everyone fell into the illusion of the dark corridor, and they saw the light at the end of their sight.

Like the sword, these gods immediately understood that the light was the exit of the illusion.

That's the end of the black corridor.

So all the boundary gods began to sweep towards the end of the corridor.

In the black corridor, their speed was not limited, and they gave full play to it one by one, but even if they swept at such full speed, one day, ten days and one month later, these boundary gods, let alone the end of the black corridor, even the light in their sight, was still very weak.

Although these gods were surprised, they still followed their original heart and continued to sweep forward.

The vast black corridor seems to never come to an end.

Although many gods continue to sweep forward, the light at the end of their sight has not improved in a year, two years or even ten years.

Soon, these gods have been wandering in the black corridor for 150 years.

……

In a black corridor, a beautiful girl with purple hair suddenly stopped, looked at the end of her line of sight, which was still the faint light, but her eyebrows were tightly wrinkled.

"What's going on? I've been wandering in this corridor for 150 years. Why haven't I come to the end and broken the illusion? "

"Is it difficult that my judgment is wrong? The light at the end of my sight is not the exit of this illusion?"

The purple haired enchanting girl thought of this, and her heart also wavered.

But it was this shaking, buzzing ~ ~ ~ the picture around her, the bottomless black corridor was broken in an instant.

In the open space of the cave on the third floor, the eyes of the enchanting girl with purple hair suddenly opened.

"Me, am I... Breaking the illusion?" Murmured the enchanting girl with purple hair.

"Break the illusion? Hehe, you didn't break the illusion, but you lost the qualification to continue the test. " The voice of the true God without sorrow suddenly sounded in her ear, with a trace of pity. "You were sent out after only 150 years in the dreamland. Your heart is really fragile."

"I failed?" The purple haired enchanting girl looked around her in amazement, but found that except for her, everyone was still under the influence of the white light, closed her eyes, obviously still in a dreamland, and she was the only one who was awake.

"Originally, I was the first to be eliminated." The enchanting girl with purple hair couldn't help smiling bitterly.

However, not long after she woke up, the gods around her also woke up one after another.

"What's going on?"

"Did we come out of the black corridor?"

These gods were also stunned, but soon they all understood that they had failed.

In the magnificent hall outside the cave, many powerful people gathered together. Now they also got the news from the failed gods on the third floor.

"Under the influence of a huge array, they fell into the illusion of a black corridor. They swept through the illusion for hundreds of years without reaching the end, but as soon as their hearts wavered, they were immediately sent out of the illusion?"

These powerful men looked at each other, and soon they got the result.

"It's a void corridor!"

"This third test is actually a void corridor dedicated to the state of mind?"

"Hum, the first test is Luo Xing's game, which is used to test intelligence, the second test is strength, and the third test is mood? Wubei, a madman, is he choosing disciples for himself or doing something? "

Many strong men in the hall frowned.

Empty corridor, they know.

It's a special test for mood.

The empty corridor is slowly boundless and unfathomable.

Trapped in the void corridor, it seems that the exit is in their own sight, but in fact, the distance is incredible. Let alone plundering in the void for hundreds of years, even if plundering for thousands of years or tens of thousands of years, they can't come to an end.

The test of the void corridor is whether your heart is firm enough.

After entering the void corridor, everyone clearly knows that the exit is at the end of the corridor, but after a long and boring walk, they still can't get to the end. These boundary gods will inevitably waver in their hearts, doubt themselves and doubt their inner judgment.

This doubt, as soon as the heart shakes, the test is over.

Like the many boundary gods who have awakened in the open space at the moment, they have swept through the void corridor for hundreds of years, and they are still firm at the beginning, but over time, they gradually wavered, which was eliminated.

And those who are already in the dreamland can naturally firm their confidence.

In the third floor of Wubei cave.

As time goes by, more and more boundary gods wake up in the open space.

Everyone falls into a dreamland at the same time. The later he wakes up, the longer he stays in that dreamland and the more firm his heart is.

Half a day later.

"Hoo!"

An old man with white beard breathed out and slowly opened his eyes.

"Evergreen God, are you awake?" Next to a purple armor man looked over.

"Yes, I can't help it. It's not so easy to strengthen your heart all the time in the boring rush." The old man with white beard smiled helplessly.

"How long have you been in that empty corridor?" The purple armor man asked.

"I also wrote down the time when I plundered. It should be 1900 years." The old man with white beard said.