章 2787: Rakshasa Race

Accompanied by a slight dizziness, Su Zimo and the others left Blessed Heaven World Square in the blink of an eye and descended into a completely different space.

The moment Lin Xunzhen, Wang Dong and the others descended, they released their spirit consciousnesses and formed the Myriad Sword Formation, protecting Su Zimo and Beiming Xue in the middle. They were on guard and scanned their surroundings carefully.

The ten of them were located in a valley that was surrounded by mountains on three sides. On the other side was the exit of the valley and a dark and deep forest could be seen.

The surroundings were quiet and even a little sinister. Even the air seemed moist and emitted a faint smell of blood.

This was the Evil Fiend Battlefield!

Everyone looked around and did not discover any danger. Only then did they heave a sigh of relief and their tense minds gradually relaxed.

"That way."