It is a green grassland with a familiar earthy smell.

Very good, probably not outside the world.

After temporarily putting down his worries, Zhou Shu poked out his spiritual sense to check around him. With just one glance, he was a little stunned.

Not far away, there was a group of strange creatures, as if they were patrolling.

There is generally not much difference between humans. They all have limbs and a head, which is only several times taller. There are gray-white bone armor on the shoulders, arms and legs, which seem to grow naturally. The hair is mixed with thorns, hard as thorns, and shines with a dark blue light. The eagle nose and lion's mouth, and two rows of fangs stretch out from the mouth. Like the color of the eyes, they are both blood-red and terrifying.

It is definitely not a creature in the Xuanhuang Realm.

"Rakshasa clan..."

Zhou Shu is not unfamiliar with the Rakshasa clan. As one of the earliest alien races to invade the Xuanhuang Realm, they are still very famous in the Immortal Cultivation Realm.

The Rakshasa tribe has a slightly low IQ and is cruel and bloody killing. It regards killing as life. It is an irrational bloody alien race. Because of this characteristic, although the Rakshasa tribe is large in number, its overall strength is not very strong and cannot be considered a main force during invasion. In fact, in the eyes of immortal cultivators, they are no different from monsters. Many immortal cultivators use various magic tricks to take the Rakshasa tribe for their own use, tame it into slaves, and use it as Rakshasa slaves.

Of course, this is all in the past. There are no Rakshasa tribes and Rakshasa slaves in the immortal cultivation world now. Only some of the "inheritances" that were passed down from the beginning, such as Rakshasa true fire, Rakshasa bone sword, etc.

Judging from the figure and strength of this team of Rakshasa, this team should be the lowest Rakshasa soldier in the Rakshasa clan.

Among the Rakshasa clan, the highest-level Rakshasa clan is called the Rakshasa Marquis, followed by the Rakshasa general, the Rakshasa guards and the Rakshasa soldiers. There is no Rakshasa king, because the Rakshasa clan has no king, they are subordinate tribes of the Yaksha tribe, and they have no realm of their own, and they are not qualified to be king.

The Rakshasa warrior is approximately equal to a Jindan realm practitioner. Of course, Zhou Shu would not see it, but it is a bit strange that the Rakshasa tribe appears here.

It is not a secret realm outside the sky, but there are alien races...

Could it be that this is a trial battlefield deliberately arranged by the powerful, allowing the cultivators to learn to deal with foreign races here?

Very likely.

As he thought about it, a few roars approached, and the group of Rakshasa soldiers shouted and ran towards Zhou Shu.

Although the Rakshasa tribe is not strong, they have some special abilities, such as extremely sensitive noses and are good at smelling blood and qi, especially human blood and qi. As long as there is a human breath around them, they will soon be able to detect it. Even if human cultivation is much higher than them, they cannot escape their sense of smell.

These characteristics are also the reason why they can always exist.

The Rakshasa was fast and powerful. When the team ran, it was like a tank, making the ground roar.

In the blink of an eye, he arrived in front of Zhou Shu.

Hu, they made a strange cry that Zhou Shu didn't understand, and rushed up together.

Fire broke out all over his body, and many sharp bone spurs suddenly appeared on the bone armor on his body, trying to stir Zhou Shu into pieces.

The low-level Rakshasa soldiers can't even use weapons and can only fight with their bodies. They are indeed like monsters.

Zhou Shu's expression was slightly condensed, and he seemed to feel something when he was traveling through it.

He was not in a hurry to kill them, but wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to carefully study the specific information and combat methods of the Rakshasa soldiers, and then record them, so that he would not be in a hurry when facing foreign races in the future.

"I don't know magic tricks, it's the same as monsters, but the Rakshasa true fire that can melt most fifth-level magic weapons, and the bone armor that is hard enough to compare to the fifth-level top-level magic weapons. It will be very troublesome for ordinary Nascent Soul cultivators to encounter it. If there are many people, it can be considered a force that cannot be ignored..."

Soon, he basically understood the quality of the Rakshasa soldiers.

Then he waved his palm and was as powerful as a mountain. He pressed these Rakshasa soldiers under the bottom. After grinding them a few times, they all turned into powder.

"Oops……"

After killing, Zhou Shu's face tightened.

When the Rakshasa soldier died, a layer of light red smoke floated out of his body, which quickly disappeared. Even Zhou Shu did not notice how it dissipated, so naturally there was no possibility to stop it.

It is also one of the characteristics of the Rakshasa clan, but I don’t know what consequences it will bring.

He will know soon.

The sound of the earth shaking mountains came from afar. Looking at the dark army of Rakshasa was walking quickly.

Looking at this, I'm afraid there will be tens of thousands.

With a little sweep of spiritual consciousness, you can find that there are Rakshasa generals among them, and more than one.

The Rakshasa general's body was more than twice as taller than the Rakshasa soldiers, and the bone spurs on his body were denser and sharper. He was not empty-handed, and they were all holding various weapons. The three Rakshasa generals in the middle seemed to be guarding a slightly thin Rakshasa.

The Rakshasa sits on the back of a Rakshasa leader, as if sitting on a chair, leisurely and contented.

"Rakshasa Marquis?"

Zhou Shu seemed to feel something, and increased his spiritual consciousness and wanted to see it clearly.

As soon as the spiritual consciousness approached, the thin Rakshasa suddenly moved, and a pair of wings appeared behind the shoulders, more than three feet long, black, as thin as a cicada's wings, and the edges were as sharp as a knife. When the wings were swung, Zhou Shu's spiritual consciousness was suddenly swept away and could not be approached.

"It's not Rakshasa Marquis, it's the Yaksha clan!"

Zhou Shu suddenly understood.

The Rakshasa tribe has no means to stop the spiritual consciousness, while the Yaksha tribe is good at this. In terms of spiritual consciousness and soul, some of the Yaksha tribe's methods are even better than most human cultivators.

The appearance of the Yaksha tribe and the Raksha tribe is almost exactly the same, but with more wings.

The Yaksha tribe's body is not as strong as the Raksha tribe, but its wisdom is far superior and it has extremely useful wings. Therefore, its status and strength are above the Raksha tribe, and it dominates the Yaksha realm, and the Raksha tribe can only become their subordinates.

"Black wings, this is a yaksha."

Zhou Shu nodded slightly, not caring too much.

Wings are the most important part of the yaksha, and their ranks are closely related to wings. The one with golden wings is the king yaksha. The one with the highest ranks is the yaksha, the one with white wings is the yaksha, and the one with black wings is the yaksha with ordinary wings.

It is said that there is also a celestial king Yasha who has two pairs of wings, but it is definitely not visible in the world of immortal cultivation.

The strength of Diyasha is roughly equivalent to the realm of transformation among human immortal cultivators.

The Rakshasa generals of the Rakshasa clan are also of this level, but the two have completely different statuses, and the Rakshasa generals can only be guarded by the local Yasha.

After the death of those Rakshasa soldiers, they passed the information through their own blood and energy, and soon attracted this group of Rakshasa army led by Diyasha.

"Huh Huh Huh!"

Diyasha stood up, stepped on the Rakshasa under her feet hard, venting some dissatisfaction, and then shouted loudly.

The Rakshasa suddenly seemed to be injected with chicken blood, and their bodies were full of fire and red, running towards Zhou Shu.

It was like a red wave, unstoppable, and everywhere it went, it was burned to dryness. The originally green grassland was immediately in a mess.

Zhou Shu frowned.
Chapter completed!