When she saw Song Yanqing for the first time, she saw him.

He has the ability to speak as a spiritual master, and he is also entangled in the Rakshasa realm, and there are all kinds of signs that he is not an ordinary person.

But there is no connection between him and the old times.

There is also a possibility that the voice in her imagination may be someone else's voice, but because she is too familiar with Song Yanqing, she will be heard as Song Yanqing's voice.

This is a possibility, but it is unlikely.

She pinched the stone, still pondering, the scene in front of her changed in an instant, and she heard Lu Ren's frightened voice: "What do you mean? You want to kill us?"

Her eyes narrowed slightly, and she got up in an instant, and the scene around her had changed dramatically.

She was in an underground palace, and Lu Ren in front of her had a sense of horror and hatred for herself.

Zhi Mengmeng was lying in the distance, and several other people also looked at her with shocked eyes.

Qiao Jin looked at her hand, then looked at Lu Ren again, only to see a formation coming towards her, flickering with raging flames, she blocked it with a wave of her hand, her eyes were cold: "Who do you say is going to kill you?"

Lu Ren gritted his teeth, "If you want to kill us, you don't act coyly, and you actually shoot behind your back!"

Qiao Jin instantly understood some questions, and only said: "I wasn't here just now, no matter what happened, what you saw just now was an illusion." ”

She only stretched out her hand and pulled, and the red silk thread penetrated overwhelmingly, surrounding the entire underground palace impenetrably.

She glanced at it, and could only see that it was a magnificent hall, but it was all made of stone, and there were few shadows of the buildings of the later era.

Qiao Jin probably understood that this underground palace was the real residence of the 4,000-year-old ancient array mage.

"You say it's an illusion, is it an illusion?"

Lu Xiandu's face was calm: "You shot directly at Zhi Mengmeng just now." ”

Qiao Jin just glanced at them: "I'm going to make a move on you, it's impossible for you to get out alive." ”

In the red silk thread, there were already strange points of light flickering and escaping, Qiao Jin took a look at the combined formation, and only said in a deep voice: "It's just a low-level blinding method, you can't even see through this, it really impresses me." ”

The things made by the blind eye are fake, and she can't have her strength, she wants to kill these people silently, why do you need to be so troublesome.

Lu Ren: "You!"

His face was very flushed, and Qiao Jin didn't bother to pay attention to them, and walked directly to the deepest part of the hall.

The main hall is very empty, all sides are made of stone, and there are stone pillars in the corners of the four walls, and kerosene appears on the top of the stone pillars, as if it was originally a flame, which should be used for lighting.

It's just that after thousands of years, it has long since dried up into a black mass.

In the deepest part of the main hall, there is a high platform, on which a sarcophagus is placed.

The sarcophagus has not decayed and weathered for thousands of years, and it is completely closed, as if the coffin mouth and body were directly cast, without a single gap, and people can't find a way to open it.

But Qiao Jin felt it, and the formation was in it.

Lu Ren and the others were suddenly attacked by the fake Qiao Jin just now, and they were frightened at the moment, but seeing that Qiao Jin suddenly returned to normal, it was the same as no one, you look at me, I will look at you, Zhao Yuandan went to help Zhi Mengmeng, who had passed out in the corner, Lu Xian and Tang Yimeng saw Qiao Jin go straight to the sarcophagus, and walked over tentatively.