Chapter 182: The Seventh Battlefield (22 more)

"This experience took a month. ”

"It's also the first assessment of you after you entered the Ethereal Sect. ”

"Hopefully you'll all be able to come back alive. ”

"Have you seen it, each battlefield has a ranking list, and each battlefield ranks in the top ten, and you will get rich rewards, and it is also the quota qualification for the battle of the eight major sects. ”

Jian Zun came to the edge of the square.

Other disciples.

He followed behind.

When all the disciples had gathered, they opened their mouths and gave instructions.

This experience.

The three major sects are together.

It can also be regarded as a way to suppress the disciples of the Demon Sect.

That's it.

Let the disciples below consider for themselves.

Choose the first or second battlefield, or the fourth and fifth battlefields.

"Cultivation is the most important thing. ”

"Stay in the green mountains without worrying about no firewood. ”

"You have these pills and things. ”

"Solidarity. ”

"I'm here waiting for you to come back. ”

Su Ling will be the elixir and cultivation resources.

and some equipment for Qi Xuan and them, and at the same time instructed.

After speaking.

Then we returned to the center of the square.

Eyes.

The altars of several battlefields were looked at and looked at each other.

Gradually.

Eyes fell on the seventh battlefield.

The Seventh Battlefield.

A narrow escape.

There are no restrictions on entry, as long as you are a martial saint or above.

The Eighth Battlefield.

Ten deaths are lifeless, and the danger is extreme.

A quaint and decaying altar.

Suffice it to say that no one has been to the Eighth Battlefield for a long, long time.

"The Eighth Battlefield. ”

"It's worth your visit. ”

in the mind.

Heijiao's voice rang out.

It lives in an independent space, so it can naturally communicate with Su Ling's divine thoughts at any time.

Hear Heijiao's words.

Su Ling couldn't help but be stunned.

To know.

Since he was at the top of Shennong, Hei Jiao had completely entered the cultivation and had never contacted him, but he didn't expect to take the initiative to communicate with him now.

"What did you find?"

Su Ling Shennian and Hei Jiao said.

"The induction is very weak. ”

"But there is. ”

Heijiao said.

"I'll try. ”

Su Ling replied.

The induction is weak, but it exists.

The only explanation.

It's just that the enchantment of the eighth battlefield is too strong, and the sense is blurred.

Even the black Jiao dares to be interested.

It's certainly not simple.

Otherwise.

They won't remind him from their cultivation.

After speaking.

He carefully looked at the altar of the eighth battlefield.

Next to the eighth battlefield.

There is a huge crystal light curtain.

The light curtain is gray.

Divine thoughts.

Glancing over the altar.

Gradually.

The whole person fell into deep thought.

I don't know how long it took.

Jian Zun's voice rang out.

"What are you looking at?"

Jian Zun spoke.

Asked Su Ling.

Since Su Ling returned to the center of the square, he has been in a daze.

They ignored him.

But with the passage of time, the disciples of the three major sects had already entered the battlefield, and Su Ling was still in a daze, so Jian Zun opened his mouth curiously.

"Sword Venerable. ”

"Has anyone been to the Eighth Battlefield?"

Su Ling came back to his senses.

Look at Jian Zun.

"The last ten years. ”

"No one has ever been in. ”

"Actually, ordinary people don't go from the altar to the eighth battlefield, because they can't get through the barrier, and if they want to go to the eighth battlefield, they will choose to go through the seventh battlefield. ”

Jian Zun spoke.

"That's right. ”

"I'm going to take a look at the Seventh Battlefield. ”

Su Ling spoke.

Eyes.

Sweep through the crystal light curtain of the seventh battlefield, at the edge of the light curtain.

There is a column of names.

The name comes in two colors.

One is golden.

One is red

Golden, is a martial saint.

Red, is the god of martial arts.

These names.

There were two hundred.

"What?"

"You're going to the Seventh Battlefield. ”

Jian Zun's face was ugly.

At the beginning, I said that I would not go to the Seven Battlefields, but now I want to go again.

The Seventh Battlefield.

It seems that there are a lot of people inside.

But they are all very powerful martial saints and martial gods.

Su Ling went in.

No matter how evil it is, it will be sent to death.