When she first saw Song Yanqing, she saw him.

He has the ability of a spiritual master, and he is still entangled in the Raksha realm, all signs show that he is not an ordinary person.

But he did not see any connection between him and the old age.

There is also a possibility that the voice she imagined might be someone else's voice. It was only because she was too familiar with Song Yanqing that she would be heard as Song Yanqing's voice.

This possibility is possible, but not great.

While she was still thinking about holding the stone, the scene in front of her suddenly changed, and she heard Lu Ren's horrified voice: "What do you mean? You want to kill us?"

She narrowed her eyes for a moment, and then got up in an instant, and the surrounding scene had changed tremendously.

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 looked at her with shocked eyes.

Qiao Jin looked at her hand and looked at Lu Ren again, only to see a group of formations coming towards her, flashing a raging flame, she blocked it with a wave of her hand, her eyes were cold: "Who did you say Want to kill you?"

Lu Ren gritted his teeth and said, "You are going to kill us, so behave in a low-handed manner, you actually shot behind your back!"

Qiao Jin understood some problems in an instant, and only said: "I was not here just now. No matter what happened, what you saw just now was an illusion."

She only stretched out her hand, and the red silk thread penetrated the sky and the earth, and the whole underground palace was airtight.

She glanced briefly, only to see that this was a magnificent hall, but it was all made of stone, and it was rare to see the shadow of post-era architecture.

Qiao Jin probably understood that this underground palace was the place where the real 4000-year-old ancient formation mage lived.

"You said it was an illusion, is it an illusion?"

Lu Xian said with a calm face: "You just shot Zhi Mengmeng directly."

Qiao Jin just glanced at them: "I want to take action against you, it is impossible for you to get out alive."

In the red silk thread, there are already strange light spots flickering and fleeing. Qiao Jin looked at the combined formation, and only solemnly said: "It's just a lowest-level blind trick. You can't even see through this. It really made me look at it with admiration. "

The things made by blindfolding methods are fake, and she can't have her strength. She wants to kill this group of people to be able to do it silently, so it takes so much trouble.

Lu Ren: "You!"

His face flushed very red, and Qiao Jin didn't bother to care about them and walked directly to the deepest part of the hall.

The main hall was very empty, surrounded by stone, and stone pillars stood on the four corners. Kerosene appeared on the top of the pillars, as if it was originally burning flames, and should be used as lighting.

It's just that after a few thousand years, it dried up and turned into a dark mass.

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

The sarcophagus has not been decayed and weathered for thousands of years, and it is completely enclosed, as if the mouth and body of the coffin were directly cast, there is no gap, and there is no way to open it.

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

Lu Ren and the others were suddenly attacked by fake Qiao Jin. They were shocked at the moment. However, when they saw Qiao Jin suddenly returning to normal, everything was fine. Look at me and I look at you. Zhao New Year's Day will help Zhi Mengmeng who has passed out in the corner. , Lu Xian and Tang Yimeng saw Qiao Jin go straight to the sarcophagus and tentatively walked over.