Whether this is the Immortal Relic Battlefield or the site of the Great War of Spirits and Demons, there is one thing in common, there are few people who come in and can get out alive, Lin Qianlan and Sikong Xiao have not looked down on this place since they planned to come in.

Listening to Feng Thirty-nine complaining as he walked, "These outsiders are coming less and less, and they used to be inexhaustible bodies, but now they are all used in turn." ”

Feng Thirty-Seven sighed, "There were too few people who were released in the past, so the key was only the one in the Hora Realm, and at most a hundred were brought in." ”

Feng Thirty-Nine suddenly stopped, "No, it should be the key to the Jicui Realm that fell to this place, how did these two outsiders come here?"

"......You just know," Feng Thirty-seven teased, "Otherwise, how could the fourth general come to rob people?" He saw that there was something unusual in it, and he wanted to get it back to search for the soul. ”

I really don't take them seriously...... Lin Qianlan has this endurance.

Teng Er hummed disdainfully and transmitted the voice to Lin Qianlan, "Hmph, look at it for a while and don't let Xiaoyou scorch them, and I can't look down on the boss's body, hum, I don't know anything at all, I don't recognize who I am." ”

Feng Thirty-Nine complained again, "It's really cumbersome to have a physical body, and you can't walk fast." ”

"It's not bad, these two are from the Yuan Infant Stage, if it's from the Jindan Period, you will be even slower. "They think of Sikong Xiao as a primordial monk.

Lin Qianlan listened to the conversation between the two, and quietly let out a trace of his mind, looking at the surrounding scenery.

The two of them did not keep heading due north, but walked north, and then turned to the east to continue walking. After walking for a while, the flourishing vegetation replaced the desolate scene, and the gray sky was less and less red, and the existence of demonic energy was completely invisible to the naked eye.

It is no longer a flat land with potholes, the terrain has a large undulation, mountains and valleys have appeared, and the grass and trees are still strangely grown, which can be described as ghostly and demonic, and it is hard to believe that this is the human world.

After walking a short distance, the two met other gods and souls, some of them suddenly appeared out of thin air, and some of them looked like ordinary people, but they walked in a floating way.

The news spread quickly, mostly saying, "You two can snatch two outsiders from the hands of the fourth general." ”

Or, "Good job! In this battle, we will definitely take the lead in the Emerald Realm, and suppress them in the Guanlan Realm!"

Lin Qianlan and Sikong Xiao knew that Yugu was coming, and it was time to clear the body that the two of them were leading the way.

When the Divine Soul is in a state of invisibility, the aura fluctuations will become subtle, but as long as you look carefully, you can detect it.

When passing through a forest of tall purple-black plants, Lin Qianlan and Sikong Xiao moved at the same time.

"Ahh

I saw Sikong Xiao's hand held in front of him, and his fingers were held in the shape of open iron pincers, and if you looked closely, you would find that Sikong Xiao's hand was not held in a vain position, but was grasped on the neck of an extremely light transparent figure.

The figure who was choked by the neck kept struggling, but his neck was like his life, and his struggle seemed very weak, and he said in a panic, "Don't kill me!"

The transparent figure gradually deepened, and soon it was clear that it was a man, and the special thing about the man was that his face was covered with red patterns, which looked like burnt porcelain, and when the man's body materialized to the point that it was no different from ordinary people, the red patterns on his face receded.

Feng Thirty-Nine had long since stopped struggling, because he saw gray-white flames coming out of the body of the female cultivator next to him, and his companion Feng Thirty-Seven didn't even have a chance to turn into a solid form, so he was burned by the gray-white flames.

Yang fire burns the body, yin fire burns the soul. "Is it Yin Fire?" Sikong Xiao was numb to Lin Qianlan's casual treasure, and now even if Lin Qianlan took out an immortal weapon, he didn't feel strange.

There are many kinds of Yin Fire, and Sikong Xiao only recognizes it as Yin Fire, and what is in the lower realm is not necessarily in the upper realm.

"It's Netherfire. Lin Qianlan used his divine sense to carefully inspect his body, and made sure that there was no remnant soul left, so Xiao You put away the flames, and Xiao You fell on Lin Qianlan's shoulder.

She discussed with Sikong Xiao, leaving only one live question. Feng Thirty-Seven is an uncompromising character, although he feels that he knows more things than Feng Thirty-Nine, but it will take a lot of trouble to ask for some news from his mouth.

Feng Thirty-Nine is a person who is afraid of things, and Feng Thirty-Seven's death in front of him is a shock to him, and he is not afraid that he will not cooperate.

It took some time to interrogate, and in order to prevent being bumped into by other Divine Soul People, Lin Qianlan used the fastest speed to place a ban around them.

Teng Er had a chance, and when Lin Qianlan was setting up the formation, he looked at Feng Thirty-nine, and as soon as Lin Qianlan set up the formation, it said, "Boss, these gods and souls are strange, they have demonic energy on their bodies, and they haven't become demons. ”

Sikong Xiao stared at Feng Thirty-nine, "I don't want to kill you, I just want to ask you for some news, but if you choose to die, I won't be soft." ”

Feng Thirty-nine saw that there was hope for survival, and said busily, "I will definitely cooperate, I know everything." ”

A pale yellow aura shrouded the top of Feng Thirty-nine's head, Sikong Xiao let go of the hand holding Feng Thirty-nine's neck, Feng Thirty-Nine took a few steps back, the aura moved with him, and the corners of his clothes failed to get out of the range of the aura.

Breaking away from the brink of death, the horror on Feng Thirty-Nine's face subsided a little, and he flicked his robe with palpitations. His robe is an illusion, and his action of arranging his robe is a habit before his death.

Feng Thirty-nine was dressed quite exquisitely, wearing a moon-white brocade robe with silver trim, and soap-colored boots with the same silver ornamentation.

Teng Er raised his head and shouted to the man, "Hey, God and Demon, what was your name before, what did you do, where did you come from, answer these three questions quickly, or let Xiao You burn you!"

As if responding to Teng Er's words, Xiao You jumped a few jumps above Lin Qianlan's shoulder.

Feng Thirty-Nine glanced at Xiao You, thinking about the fate of his companions, he didn't dare to rub it, and replied, "My name is Feng Thirty-Nine, I'm from the Jicui Realm, and I'm from the Jade Valley-"

"Looking for a burn, isn't it!" Teng Er said angrily, "I'm asking about your past!

Feng Thirty-nine's face was stunned, "I forgot what it was called before, and I forgot where it came from." ”

Teng Er didn't believe it, "You forgot everything, how do you know you had a name before?"

"I know it from the memories of outsiders. ”

Sikong Xiao asked, "What is this place?"

Feng Thirty-Nine was more afraid of Sikong Xiao, who grabbed him out of his body casually, and didn't dare to look at him directly, his eyes fell on the tall plant beside him, "I don't know what it was called before, but now it's called the Immortal Relic Battlefield." He added, "The name of the Immortal Relic Battlefield was given by a handsome man. ”

"What do you mean by the big war?" Lin Qianlan asked, "It's better to start from the beginning." ”