Goodbye scum! [Quick Transmigration]

Li Qu'an and Feng Hanshuang were both a little tired from the continuous rush. They found an inn in the city and rested for a day. After recovering their perfect condition, they were ready to enter the battlefield site.

During the Great War 3000 years ago, I don't know how many powerful people fell on the battlefield of immortals and demons.

Standing outside and looking out, I saw that the entire battlefield of immortals and demons was shrouded in a layer of death. There were cracks on the ground caused by battles, and a pile of bones could be seen from time to time.

Li Qu'an walked up to a white bone, stretched out his hand to touch it lightly, and the bone turned into powder and was blown away by a gust of wind, leaving only a magic weapon that had long lost its spirituality.

The two continued to walk towards the center of the battlefield, and the deadly aura in the air became thicker the further they went, and from time to time, resentful spirits formed from resentment peeped at the two of them around.

Seeing that Feng Hanshuang was feeling a little uncomfortable, Li Qu comforted Feng Hanshuang's back for a little comfort, took out the relic and shrouded the two of them under the Buddha's light.

As soon as the relic was taken out, the dead energy within two meters around the two of them was purified, and the prying spirits also receded.

Gradually approaching the center of the battlefield, the dead air in the air was as thick as ink that was about to drip, and the Buddha light of Relic also shrank to about one meter.

Some of the resentful spirits near the center were strong before their lives, and they were not very afraid of the Buddha's light, and even attacked the two of them.

Li Qu'an could only put Feng Hanshuang on his shoulders, and the relic was hung on Feng Hanshuang's body, freeing his hands to deal with the attacks that might come at any time.

Fortunately, Li Qu'an has already mastered the original body's cultivation base and spells, so he is not embarrassed to deal with it.

About three hours after entering the battlefield of immortals and demons, the two reached the center of the battlefield.

The center of the battlefield is a large pit with a diameter of nearly a kilometer. Li Qu'an looked at the traces on the edge of the pit and guessed that this is most likely the place where the demon king blew himself up when he was killed 3000 years ago.

With this pit as the center, all the dead energy from the battlefield gathers at the bottom of the pit.

The blood of the monks who fell here 3000 years ago was also drawn in, and the soil at the bottom of the pit was black and red.

Li Qu'an felt that it was very unusual to see the most deadly spirit here, but there was no resentful spirit. There might be stronger opponents in the dark.

Putting down several layers of protection for himself and Feng Hanshuang, activating the prepared protective magic weapon, and taking out the protective spell to get ready, Li Qu'an took Feng Hanshuang to the bottom of the pit.

No danger was encountered until the bottom of the pit, Li Qu'an became more and more vigilant.

Looking at the lotus flower carved from black jade in the lake where the dead air condensed in the center of the pit, Li Qu'an is sure to win.

As soon as he walked to the lake, Li Qu'an was planning to cross the lake to pick the lotus heart, but he didn't expect a resentful spirit to rush out from the bottom of the lake where the dead energy was condensed.

Li Qu'an and Wraith Spirit fought for a few rounds, but there was a faint tendency to lose. This Wraith Spirit actually has Mahayana strength!

Li Qu'an This may be the resentment condensed from the resentment of the demon king who fell in 3000 years, otherwise it would not be so powerful.

It's no wonder that no resentful spirits in the entire pit dared to approach, and I don't know how Lin Shuxuan avoided it before.

The two who are protected by relics are not in danger for the time being, but it is not an option to continue the stalemate.

Li Qu'an could only send a voice transmission to Feng Hanshuang: "You take the relics to get Lianxin, and I will hold the resentful spirit."

After transmitting the sound, Li Qu'an threw Feng Hanshuang to the center of the lake, and he himself endured the corrosion of death to attract the resentful spirits to the outside.

Without the restraint of Buddha's light, Li Qu'an could only support with all his strength, and he was slightly injured within a few rounds.

Feng Hanshuang looked at the blood dripping from the corner of Li Qu'an's mouth, and her eyes were stung by the bright red.

Feng Hanshuang rushed to the Nine-turn Liulilian with all her strength, and if she got the lotus heart earlier, she could help Li Qu'an!

The dead energy in the black lake was floating upwards, and the dense dead energy further compressed the relic's Buddha light. When Feng Hanshuang flew halfway, the Buddha light shrank to a size that could only envelope him.

Activated the prepared magic weapon, swallowed a lesson of elixir, Feng Hanshuang, and continued to advance towards the Nine-turn Liulilian.

Arriving in front of the Jiuzhuan Liulilian, the enveloping resentment was suddenly swept away, Feng Hanshuang quickly took out the lotus seeds that were as white as jade in the lotus's heart, put the lotus seeds away, Feng Hanshuang flew towards Li Qu'an.

Li Qu'an's situation is not optimistic either.

After all, Wraith's strength is much higher than him, but Wraith has no sanity and can only fight by instinct. In addition, Li Qu'an's magic weapon and elixir can barely hold Wraith.

Li Qu'an has already received several palms from Wraith Spirit, and feels like a rib has been broken.

Li Qu'an, who had never suffered this kind of pain, could only grit his teeth and bear it, fearing that he would spit out a mouthful of blood when he opened his mouth to cry out in pain.

When Li Qu'an was about to lose his hold, Feng Hanshuang finally got the lotus seeds and flew back.

Seeing that Li Qu'an was injured, Feng Hanshuang, who was in a hurry, punched the relic into Wraith Ling's body from behind, only heard a scream, and countless black smoke escaped from Wraith Ling's body.

The severely injured Wraith Wuxia no longer cared about Li Qu'an and Feng Hanshuang, so Li Qu'an took the opportunity to roll up Feng Hanshuang and the relic, and flew out of the battlefield.

Fortunately, there was no danger on the return trip, and both of them heaved a sigh of relief standing outside the battlefield of immortals and demons.

After confirming that there was no danger, Li Qu'an couldn't hold back any longer, and a mouthful of blood suddenly spewed out.

Seeing that Li Qu'an was seriously injured, Feng Hanshuang blamed herself, and went to check on Li Qu'an's injury with distress.

Li Qu'an wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth, and comforted him, "It's just a traumatic injury, just rest for a few more days, it's fine, it's fine."

Speaking of which, Li Qu'an noticed Feng Hanshuang's pitted feathers eroded by death energy, and he was a little worried, "If the demon pill is repaired and it hasn't grown yet, you won't become bald when you transform, right?

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Hearing Li Qu'an's words, Feng Hanshuang was completely stunned.