Qiao Jin just smiled lightly.
Just asking: "The last burial pit has appeared?"
In fact, the burial pit has no other purpose, the people inside are already dead after all, what really matters is time.
enough time.
The birth of the burial pit means a change in the Rakshasa world. When the nine pits fully appear, it is the time for the Rakshasa world to break through.
Mo Feihuan filled the formation with human life and created an original formation that could open the entrance to the Rakshasa Realm.
"Shouldn't you know if you're going to show up or not?"
There was a mocking smile in his eyes: "What's the use of your shots and the exchange of rules back then? Ten thousand years later, these people will still have to pay the price. So many people died because of you. If you didn't close the Rakshasa Realm, None of these people will die. And Song Yanqing personally opened the Rakshasa Realm back then, you are the sinners of mankind!"
At this moment, he still wanted to stimulate Qiao Jin.
"What's the use of you telling me this?"
Qiao Jin is still smiling at this moment: "The price I should pay is being paid. If I didn't close the Rakshasa Realm back then, what I ended up with is this world. Even if there is no Rakshasa Realm, karma will have other ways to punish me. I just need to recite But these people, including the entrance to the Rakshasa Realm, were all opened by you yourself, and the people you killed were actually trying to blame Song Yanqing and me. not me?"
Mo Feihuan twitched the corners of his lips, at this time the vortex had already moved, Song Yanqing woke up, his consciousness merged with this world, and he had the consciousness of Rakshasa Realm.
The seal of the Rakshasa Realm is also loosening, and the price of the seal was not high enough.
Seeing the changes below, Mo Feihuan smiled strangely: "Look, the entrance is about to open, this world is about to end."
As soon as he finished speaking, Song Yanqing's voice appeared above the vortex out of thin air.
It seems that he can feel his aura. After all, he has stayed in the Rakshasa world for tens of thousands of years. His consciousness has been somewhat contaminated by the Rakshasa world. Now it reappears, the vortex is turbulent, and even the wind is blowing. It became dark and dense, and the obvious changes made all countries under surveillance at high altitudes feel that something was wrong.
It seems that something very outrageous is about to happen.
Song Yanqing was dressed in white, and when she appeared beside Qiao Jin, she put her arms around her waist, and said in a low voice, "You don't need to talk nonsense with him."
He has the memories of the past, noble and powerful, just like ten thousand years ago, he is the most respected spiritual teacher in the kingdom.
Powerful, incomparable.
It is the existence side by side with Qiao Jin.
He is a man Mo Feihuan will always look up to.
Looking at Song Yanqing like this, Mo Feihuan said that it was impossible not to be jealous, he even hated Qiao Jin, let alone Song Yanqing, the same sex.
He looked at Song Yanqing, such a pair of Bi people, who seemed to be able to sting people's eyes.
He looked at them, and let out a crazy laugh: "Just you, you are still talking nonsense when you are about to die. If you have time, you might as well think about how to deal with the Rakshasa world. Back then, the rules and spiritual masters were used as a price. People died It's over in exchange for living in this world, this time, the spiritual master is not willing, I think what price is worth paying for you? Do you think the rules will help you a second time?"
However, as soon as the words were finished, when Song Yanqing's eyes were refracted, he felt a suffocation in his throat.