"Um?"
Qiao Jin felt something, turned his head in an instant, and locked his eyes on the building.
It's a pity that she hasn't done formations to enhance the vision of this body, she can only feel the different breath over there.
But for a split second, she saw something different.
There were a few huge shadows flying through the air, like ink, but Qiao Jin could see the shape immediately.
"Raksha Realm."
She was slightly surprised.
In addition to the human world, there are other worlds in the dimension beyond the reach of human beings.
Coexist with them, but are largely incompatible.
Only a gifted spiritualist can touch some boundaries.
The Rakshasa Realm is a world where demons run rampant, and there will be monsters in the spiritual teacher, which is also inseparable from the Rakshasa Realm.
Ordinary monsters may be able to get a trace of the breath of the Rakshasa world, but in this case, it is clear that someone's soul coexists with the Rakshasa world.
But how could such a shocking thing exist in this world now
She stared at the past with condensed eyes. Although she couldn't see anyone, the dead air was too obvious.
She only saw it from Song Yanqing.
Song Yanqing
Qiao Jin hesitated for a moment, his eyes swept over the mass of lifelessness, and finally went after his goal.
Forget it, the premonition made her feel that today is not suitable for the past.
And when she left, Rakshasa Realm also disappeared.
Song Yanqing opened his eyes, the world has become normal.
He looked down with his naked eyes, which were just ordinary eyes. No matter how good his eyesight was, it was impossible for him to tell where the light that was standing just now came from.
His lips were strangely pale.
Compared with the usual gentleness, this time there was a touch of impatience.
Never before.
He had never seen light in this world, and he needed to know what it was.
It seems to be a person, but he can't see clearly.
When she chased to the back of a remote community building, she didn't move.
It is already a very old community, and it is the kind where many people live. The workers around are all dusty. It can be seen that this should be a place where migrant workers live.
She was standing by a back door, like an alley, but there were doors on both sides.
It's daytime working hours, and no one has walked by for the time being.
There is only one aunt who washes clothes by the sink.
He also glanced at Qiao Jin curiously.
Qiao Jin smiled and said, "Auntie, when your son comes back tonight, don't fry beans for him."
Aunt: "..."
She thought for a while, and then showed the demeanor that an aunt should have.
She rolled her eyes.
After Qiao Jin finished speaking, the sloppy man had already run in along the corridor.
The terrain here is more complicated, and he managed to get rid of the man in black with all his turns.
It's just that I didn't expect to meet Qiao Jin in just one meeting.
He didn't know Qiao Jin, so he was taken aback for a while, then subconsciously protected his package and walked inside.
Qiao Jin stretched out his hand and shook his head, and the sloppy man suddenly felt a headache. Qiao Jin had transformed a black crystal from his brain.
This is the spiritual seed.
Something that every spiritualist will have, which represents the ability of the spiritualist.
The man has turned into a monster, and the spiritual seeds in his brain have also turned black.
But apart from Qiao Jin, there is no other spiritualist in this world who can produce other people's spiritual seeds.
Her movements were quick, and a cloud of black air dissipated from her fingertips. The man just turned his head and gave Qiao Jin a strange look, but he didn't feel any discomfort.