"Song Yanqing, I want to know how firm your belief is."

A compassionate and ethereal voice echoed in Song Yanqing's ears, with a wet and moist feeling, which made him subconsciously point his earlobe.

How firm is your belief?

He pursed his lips and his mind turned rapidly, exploring Qiao Jin's purpose.

Soon, another shadow appeared in front of him, and he could not think more.

In the dark, empty but depressing construction site, just standing here requires more courage, not to mention the sudden appearance of the demon of the Rakshasa realm in front of you.

Things have not changed at all, and there is no grey in the world as before.

The devil appeared suddenly.

They howled one by one, descending on this land, surrounding Song Yanqing, and the dust stirred by their wings turned into dust all over the sky.

This is a very polluted scene.

Unlike in the past, there was a hint of excitement in their eyes at this moment.

They seemed to want to approach Song Yanqing, and they had the urge to try.

Only the leading demon stood behind and looked at Song Yanqing coldly.

Song Yanqing had already reacted quickly. When he saw the demon's expression, he realized something different.

In the past, these demons would show greedy and covetous eyes when they looked at him, but they would not get close to him.

Now, their expressions add a few more crazy excitement, a different excitement than before.

Something changed, they seemed to want to contact themselves.

"They want your soul."

Qiao Jin's ethereal voice sounded faintly again, without any sorrow or joy, as if to say something ordinary: "I removed the protection around you in advance, and the demons of the Rakshasa realm sensed that the protective shells on you were gone, and they would do everything possible to take away your soul. If your soul is gone, your body will die, and I will not save you."

"Song Yanqing, you have to resist them with your own beliefs, even if you don't know what it is."

"If you fail, you will die. Your soul is dragged into the Rakshasa realm, and no one in this world can save you. Don't blame me, you can't escape today's disaster, and you will still be unable to escape in the future..."

This is still cold enough when it comes to normal moments.

Qiao Jin won't save him.

This goes against Song Yanqing's belief that he came here, and there seems to be something wrong with his judgment.

However, he was just silent.

He was not panicked or impatient, but just looked at the group of demons in front of him with dark eyes.

They were approaching Song Yanqing, and there was still a coveting saliva at the corner of their mouths. When they fell to the ground, they seemed to be like a violent tongue of fire, and a gust of water vapor was emitted. What was the trace of something that turned into fog after being burned.

If it's a person...

It's chilling.

Song Yanqing didn't blink.

Just like facing anything in normal times, he is calm and restrained, and he can't tell at all that he may face death immediately.

There is a construction site around it, which looks dark, but ordinary people cannot see it. At this moment, it seems that there is a kind of viscous air flowing nearby, which makes people uncomfortable and cannot breathe.

The demons were approaching Song Yanqing step by step. They were not afraid at all when they saw Song Yanqing, and seemed to be interesting.

Only the tallest demon, flapping his wings, stood in the air, with red eyes looking at Song Yanqing coldly.
Chapter completed!