"Drunk madman! That's enough! What nonsense are you talking about? You entered the Tianqing battlefield from the Shangxian realm, so how did you know that it is the most suitable place to enter the Golden Immortal realm? It's all nonsense!"
Ye Wumian roared a little out of control, not being used to the alcoholic madman at all.
"It is precisely because I entered it when I was in the Immortal realm that I realized that if I had entered it when I was a Golden Immortal, the tragedy would not have happened."
The drunk maniac was also a little excited. He changed his previous lazy attitude and competed with Ye Wumian.
Zhang Yi saw the two people arguing fiercely and time was passing quickly. He couldn't help but stand between the two people and interrupted their quarrel. "Calm down. Anyway, I have to enter the Tianqing battlefield today, and this is not the case."
It’s not against the rules, so I hope the dean won’t interfere.”
"Since my master believes in me and I believe in myself, what other reasons do you have to object?"
"We monks should face difficulties and do it knowing that we cannot do it. This is a great talent. If we do something that everyone can do, what is the point?"
Zhang Yi said with great righteousness.
As soon as these words came out, both Ye Wumian and Jiu Kuangqiu fell silent. Both of them looked at Zhang Yi with strange expressions. Jiu Luoluo gave Zhang Yi a thumbs up, while Ye Wumian sighed and shook his head helplessly.
, he knew that he couldn't stop Zhang Yi today.
"That's all, if you want to die, go ahead."
Ye Wumian said weakly.
"It's just that I hope you won't regret it. If there is anything wrong with Zhang Yi, please remember that it was you who personally pushed him to this point."
Ye Wumian gave the drunkard a final piece of advice, then waved his sleeves and angrily led the eight elders to the back hall of the Elder Hall.
Zhang Yi and Jiu Maniac followed closely behind. This was also the first time Zhang Yi came to the back hall of the Elder’s Hall. Everything was antique, with a hint of dignity and majesty in it. In the center of the back hall hung a magical painting.
There is no scenery in that painting, only densely packed figures, which seem to suck people into it just by looking at it.
"Master, what is the origin of this painting?"
Zhang Yi quickly withdrew his eyes and looked curiously at the drunkard beside him and asked.
"This painting is the battlefield of Tianqing."
The drunkard's eyes were deep and his face was filled with memories.
"This painting is the Tianqing battlefield? There are so many Tianqing ghosts sealed in this painting?"
This was something Zhang Yi had not expected. He originally thought that the Tianqing battlefield was an exact location, but he did not expect it to be sealed in a painting.
"Don't underestimate this painting. According to legend, this was left by the first dean. Otherwise, how would he be able to seal away those evil spirits?"
Mentioning the first generation dean, even a bohemian man like a drunkard was full of reverence.
"Dean, would you like to think about it?"
Gu Tianxing looked at Ye Wumian with some hesitation and suggested.
Ye Wumian sighed and said helplessly: "What else are you considering? Is this something we can consider? If he wants to go in, let him in."
"You better come out alive!"
Ye Wumian glared at Zhang Yi and scolded him angrily.
There is nothing to worry about every day. Zhang Yi has not had a day of leisure since he came to Tianqing Holy Courtyard.
"Open the Tianqing battlefield!"
Following Ye Wumian's order, he and the eight elders formed seals with their hands, and streams of light shot out from their hands and fell on the painting. It felt like the people in the painting came to life and were actually walking around in it.
It was standing there, and there was also a ferocious aura emanating from it. Countless ferocious auras actually condensed into a blood-colored hole, exuding an unparalleled attraction.
"Now, remember...you will still have a battle with Ma Jinwu in ten days!"
Seeing that Zhang Yi hadn't reacted yet, the drunk maniac immediately pushed him and whispered in his ear.
Suddenly, Zhang Yi felt a sense of weightlessness, accompanied by a sense of dizziness in space. When he came back to his senses again, his eyes were pitch black, without even a trace of immortality, as if he was exiled in an endless world.
In the dark.
"The power of double eyes!"
Zhang Yi gathered his energy and immediately used the power of double pupils. A pair of huge blood-colored double pupils suddenly appeared in the void. In the blink of an eye, there was endless darkness, making it impossible to spy on the Tianqing battlefield.
"Even the power of the double pupil cannot detect anything? It is indeed the painting left by that person."
Zhang Yi put away his blood-colored eyes, but his mind was extremely heavy. Even the blood-colored eyes could not peek at him, and his consciousness was even more incomprehensible. Now he has lost all his senses, and he has an unprecedented sense of panic.
Sweeping in.
"Crash!"
At this moment, Zhang Yi felt a faint majesty coming from beside him. Although the movement was very small, it still couldn't escape his ears. "No, it's just shielding my eyes. My sense of hearing and touch are still there!"
Suddenly, Zhang Yi felt a bone-chilling chill all over his body, which made him immediately take out the Immortal Killing Sword and the Divine Staff of Creation, ready to take action at any time.
"roar!"
A series of chaotic and violent roars came, and the darkness in front of the eyes was suddenly swept away. Looking around, there was a scarlet red ghost, and only transparent blood-colored ghosts were floating in the void. They exuded endless rage.
Intention, and the cultivation level of each one has reached the late stage of Golden Immortal.
"so much?"
Zhang Yi blinked his eyes and was deeply shocked by the scene in front of him. The number of Qingli ghosts on this day was really shocking.
"In the early stage of Golden Immortal? Someone from the early stage of Golden Immortal actually came here? Are the people in Tianqing Holy Court crazy?"
"No matter what, this must be a gift to us. Maybe we can leave this hellish place after eating this kid."
"Hiss, I can already smell the fresh power in his blood."
The fierce ghosts all became excited after seeing Zhang Yi, and their blood-colored eyes looked more like hungry wolves seeing their prey.
"You actually still have intelligence?"
Zhang Yi was shocked again. This place was much beyond his imagination and more complicated than he imagined.
Before Zhang Yi could react, the Tianqingli ghosts closest to him began to form seals with their hands to attack him. They still used the immortal magic of Tianqing Holy Academy, but their power seemed to be much more powerful than before.
.
"There are too many now. Let's kill a batch first and then talk."
Zhang Yi looked at the dense Tianqing evil ghosts in front of him, but he did not dare to be careless. He immediately waved the Immortal Killing Sword with his right hand and struck out with a shocking sword, and waved the Divine Staff of Creation with his left hand to sweep across all directions.
"Boom boom boom!"
A ray of sword light and a stick edge illuminated the entire Tianqing battlefield, which also caused dozens of ghosts closest to Zhang Yi to disappear in an instant.