As soon as he entered the village where Rakshasa lived, the strong blood evil spirit rushed in like sticky air, which made people uneasy.

"What a heavy blood and evil spirit, at least the lives of more than 100,000 cultivators have been buried here. Not only that, a few powerful auras are revealed in this blood evil spirit. It seems that several powerful auras have appeared in the Rakshasa clan here in the past few decades."

Next to a tree on the plain, Luo Zihou looked at the village where people were walking around.

‘Yes, the Rakshasa clan is not as numerous as foreign enemies here. It is really not that easy to break through, but if you don’t break through, you won’t be able to reach the dead wood forest in the center.”

Bu Qingyun shook his head slightly, looking a little helpless, but there was no trace of panic in his expression.

"There are more than 100,000 Rakshasa living here, and each Rakshasa has the strength of the foundation-building stage. It would be difficult for the five of us to break in," Ye Feng observed carefully.

"good!"

"It's very difficult, but it's not impossible. The Rakshasa in the Foundation Establishment Stage is only strong in skin and thick in flesh. In terms of strength, we are not as good as the monks in the Foundation Establishment Stage. As long as we are not entangled by the Rakshasa and rushed forward in a hurry, we can pass through the area guarded by more than 100,000 Rakshasa within half a stick of incense and reach the dead wood forest in the center. Once we enter the dead wood forest, we will be safe."

A bloodthirsty smile appeared on Yin Luo's face, and his anger was prominent.

As long as you rush forward in the fastest and most direct way, it doesn't seem too difficult to pass through this area.

"Cat Demon, are these guys saying true?" Ye Feng's face was as usual, and he still sent a message to the Nine-tailed Nether Cat when he was alert.

"That's true. This Rakshasa is hard to kill with thick skin, but now the monk can use true energy, strength and speed, and the magic weapon in his hand cannot stop you at all," the cat demon replied: "But"

“But what?”

The cat demon smiled gloomy; "But you better pray that you don't encounter Rakshasa in the Golden Elixir stage. A pair of flesh wings in the Golden Elixir stage flies extremely fast. Once he finds out that you are not killed by Rakshasa in the Golden Elixir stage, you will be entangled and killed by thousands of Rakshasa in the Foundation Establishment Stage. I entered here six times and ran away from here five times before."

"Also, don't expect to practice here and break through to the Golden Pill stage. Several foundation-building cultivators wanted to advance here and then break through. As a result, they failed to form pills under the interference of this endless blood evil energy, and died violently. Therefore, the wisest choice is to break through in one breath while you have sufficient elixirs and your strength is at its peak."

"I see"

Ye Feng's face became solemn.

"The route in the center is the shortest. If you are lucky, you can rush out before half a stick of incense, but there are the most Rakshasa on this route."

Luo Zihou narrowed his eyes and said with a smile.

"Since that's the case, then this is the road,"

Yin Luo stood up and turned his palms and a long sword with silver light appeared in his hand. As soon as the sword appeared, everyone felt an extremely bitter sword energy pounced on him, causing great pain.

"What a silver light sword. Although this sword is only a medium-grade magic weapon, its sharpness is no less than that of a high-grade magic weapon. However, the medium-grade magic weapon is already the most powerful magic weapon for us Foundation Establishment Cultivators. If a higher-grade magic weapon is used, it will be a little too much to use."

Bu Qingyun's eyes lit up and couldn't help but praise.

"Buzz! Buzz!"

With a spear, the medium-grade magic weapon, the wind-breaking gun in Luo Zihou's hand also appeared in his hand.

"Since everyone is ready, Xinlan will no longer hide her weakness."

Shui Xinlan smiled, and a blue ribbon appeared on her white wrist.

The ribbon is ordinary, like an ordinary person, but it flashes inadvertently with amazing magic fluctuations.

"Bundle the immortal silk, I didn't expect that Huanmeng Peak would be willing to hand over such a strange treasure to you." Bu Qingyun was slightly surprised: "Although this immortal silk is a medium-grade magic weapon, I don't know what kind of treasures have been added. I'm extremely tough, even the cultivators in the Nascent Soul stage are bound to be tied up for a short time. If this treasure hadn't been trapped and not killed, I would have a higher value."

Shui Xinlan smiled indifferently: "Young Master Bu knows a lot of things, but I didn't expect Lian Xinlan's close-fitting clothes to explain so clearly."

"Haha, I just read two more books every day, it's not worth talking about, not worth talking about."

Bu Qingyun smiled modestly, and then took out a book made of gold and iron from his arms. He seemed to be a Confucian scholar who was studying poetry and books.

"Iron Scroll of Dan Book?"

Luo Zihou narrowed his eyes and murmured.

———

In the strange space, only the Romon on the back stands in nine directions, suppressing this space for countless years. In this space, the Rakshasa clan that had disappeared for a long time in ancient times lived.

Rakshasa has represented the killing and violent since ancient times. The Rakshasa clan has disappeared in the immortal cultivation world for countless years. The longest ones only appear occasionally in the ancient inscriptions of the immortal cultivation world.

Red skin, with two horns on the head, and like an evil ghost, this is Rakshasa.

At this time, a foundation-building stage power Rakshasa was sitting on a small slope with a frown. His red skin was covered with scars, and it seemed that he was still injured. His red eyes stared at the distance and were stunned, showing great loneliness.

Suddenly, several slender figures not far away suddenly appeared, and the ugly face of this Rakshasa suddenly burst into joy, and opened his mouth and made a quarrel of strange smile, looking extremely excited.

"The human monk is actually a human monk. It has been a long time since the human monk has arrived here."

Rakshasa was so excited that it was a little lost. The hillside under his feet shook violently, and two huge footprints appeared on the hillside. The Rakshasa suddenly rushed forward.

"call out!"

One of the figures in front suddenly moved his wrist, and a white light flashed in the air.

The Rakshasa only felt that his eyes were dazzling, and the scenery in front of him suddenly became distorted.

"thump!"

The body of Rakshasa who was rushing forward suddenly split into two halves from the middle and fell down. The hot blood spread out in the air and sprinkled all over the ground. A strong smell of blood suddenly floated in the air.

"I didn't expect to be discovered before I entered this Rakshasa village,"

Yin Luoluo waved the silver-white long sword in his hand in front of the Rakshasa and divided the Rakshasa into several pieces.

"Rakshasa is extremely tenacious in vitality, and it is difficult to kill it due to general damage."

"Continue to move forward. The strength of the Rakshasa outside is not strong. The more you go inside, the more powerful the Rakshasa inside, the more powerful you are. Everyone save their physical energy and don't fight unnecessary."

Everyone stepped past the Rakshasa and continued to walk forward.

Ye Feng followed everyone behind Chu Yang on his back, and ran around, holding the ghost sword with his right hand inadvertently vibrated a few times.

"Since the accomplice absorbed the resentment of the Rakshasa, he began to awaken. If I continue to cultivate it, I guess it will not be able to use it and travel around the world without the constraints of this magic sword. It seems that the resentment after Rakshasa died is even greater than the effect of human cultivators on the accomplice."

Looking back at the Rakshasa that was divided into several pieces, Ye Feng felt a secretly regretful.

This Rakshasa is obviously still alive and not dead. Although its breath is very weak, it seems that Luo Zihou, Bu Qingyun, Yin Luo, Shui Xinlan and others do not know that the Rakshasa's life gate is the spiral above their heads.

Thinking of this, Ye Feng couldn't help but feel more confident about this action.
Chapter completed!