"A drunk man! Enough! What nonsense are you talking about? You were also the Tianqing battlefield that you entered into the Immortal Realm. How can you know that it is most suitable for the Golden Immortal Realm to enter it? It's simply nonsense!"
Ye Wumian roared out of control, not at all with the drunken madman.
"It is precisely because I entered the realm of the Immortality that I realized that if I had entered the realm of the Golden Immortal, the tragedy that was not going to happen."
The drunkard was also a little excited, changing his previous lazy posture and competing with Ye Wumian.
Zhang Yi saw the two of them quarrel and time was passing by rapidly, and he couldn't help but stand between them and interrupt their quarrel, "Calm down, I have to enter the battlefield today, and this is also the case.
I have not violated the rules, and I hope the dean will not disturb him."
"Since my master believes in me and I believe in myself, what reasons do you have to object?"
"We monks should face difficulties and do it even though we know that we cannot do it. This is a great talent. If we do things that everyone can do, what is the point?"
Zhang Yi said blinkingly.
As soon as these words came out, Ye Wumian and the Drunk Madman were quiet. Both of them looked at Zhang Yi with strange expressions. The Drunk Madman even gave Zhang Yi a thumbs up, and Ye Wumian sighed and shook his head helplessly.
, He knew that he could not stop Zhang Yi today.
"Forget it, you're going to die."
Ye Wumian said weakly.
"It's just that the drunkard hopes you won't regret it. If Zhang Yi has any problems, please remember that you pushed him to this point with your own hands."
Ye Wumian finally gave a piece of advice to the drunkard, then waved his sleeves and took the eight elders to the back hall of the elders' hall angrily.
Zhang Yi and the drunkard followed closely behind. This was the first time Zhang Yi came to the back hall of the Elders' Hall. Everything was antique, and there was a hint of dignity and majesty. A magical picture was hung in the center of the back hall.
There is no scenery on the painting, only dense figures of people, just a glance, as if they were about to suck people into it.
"Master, what is the origin of this painting?"
Zhang Yi quickly withdrew his eyes and looked at the drunkard beside him curiously and asked.
"This painting is the battlefield of Tianqing."
The drunkard had a deep gaze and a look of memories on his face.
"This painting is the battlefield of Tianqing? There are so many evil ghosts in this painting that are sealed?"
This is indeed something Zhang Yi did not expect. He 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 could those evil spirits be sealed?"
When talking about the first president, even a bohemian like a drunkard is full of respect.
"Director, are you thinking about it?"
Gu Tianxing looked at Ye Wumian with some hesitation and suggested.
Ye Wumian sighed and said helplessly: "What else do you think about? Is this something we can consider? If he wants to enter, he will enter."
"You'd better be able to come out alive!"
Ye Wumian glared at Zhang Yi and scolded him in anger.
There is no worry-free day by day. Since Zhang Yi came to Tianqing Holy Academy, he has not been relaxing for a day.
"Open the Tianqing battlefield!"
With Ye Wumian's order, he and the eight elders formed seals with their hands, and streams of light burst out from the hands of several people and fell on the painting. I just felt that the people in the painting seemed to have come alive and actually wandered around it.
Then, there was a fierce aura emitted from it. Countless fierce auras condensed into a blood-colored hole, exuding an unparalleled attraction.
"It's now, remember... you will have another battle with Ma Jinwu in ten days!"
Seeing that Zhang Yi had not reacted, the drunkard immediately pushed him and gave him some advice in his ear.
Suddenly, Zhang Yi felt a sense of weightlessness coming, accompanied by a dizziness in space. When he came to his senses again, he saw darkness in front of him, without even a trace of fairy spirit, as if he was exiled to the endless.
In the darkness.
"The power of double pupils!"
Zhang Yi was so energetic that he immediately used the power of his double pupils. A pair of huge blood-colored double pupils suddenly appeared in the void. In the blink of an eye, it was endless darkness, and he could not even peek into the battlefield of Tianqing.
"Even the power of the double pupils cannot spy on the slightest? It is worthy of being the painting left by the man."
Zhang Yi put away his blood-colored double pupils, but his mind was extremely heavy. Even the blood-colored double pupils could not be seen. His spiritual sense was even more unaware, which meant that he had lost all his senses now, and he felt unprecedented panic.
Sweeping over.
"Crazy!"
At this moment, Zhang Yi felt a weak and powerful voice coming from beside him. Although the movement was very small, he could not escape his ears. "No, it just blocked my eyes. My hearing and touch were still there!"
Suddenly, Zhang Yi felt a bone-broken chill coming from his body, which made him immediately take out the Immortal Killing Sword and the God of Creation, and make plans to take action at any time.
"roar!"
A chaotic and irritable roar came, and the darkness in front of him suddenly swept away. Looking around, there was a scarlet red in front of him. I saw transparent blood-colored ghosts floating in the void, and they were filled with endless irritability.
Intention, and each of them has reached the late stage of the Golden Immortal.
"so much?"
Zhang Yi blinked his eyes and was deeply shocked by the scene in front of him. The number of evil ghosts in Tianqing was really a bit horrifying.
"In the early stage of the Golden Immortal? Some people from the early stage of the Golden Immortal came here? Are the people from the Tianqing Holy Academy crazy?"
"No matter how much it is done, this must be a gift for us. After eating this boy, we may be able to leave this ghost place."
"Hiss, I've already smelled the fresh power in his blood."
The evil spirits were all excited when they saw Zhang Yi, and their blood-colored eyes were more like hungry wolves seeing prey.
"Is there still wisdom?"
Zhang Yi was shocked again. This place was too much beyond his imagination and even more complicated than he had imagined.
Before Zhang Yi could react, the Tianqing ghosts closest to him began to form seals with both hands to attack him. They used the immortal magic of the Tianqing Holy Academy, but the power seemed to be much stronger than before.
.
"There are too many now, let's kill a group first."
Zhang Yi looked at the dense evil spirits in front of him, but he did not dare to be careless. He immediately waved the Immortal Sword with his right hand and slashed out the Shocking Sword with his left hand, and swept the Creation Sword with his left hand to sweep across the world.
"Boom boom boom!"
A sword light and a stick ray illuminated the entire Tianqing battlefield, which also caused dozens of evil spirits closest to Zhang Yi to disappear instantly.