The anger in the mouth has not been finished yet. The mountain wall in front of Yun Zhao suddenly shot the small needle of the small needle of the embroidery needle and shot it toward Jin Zun.

The needle is dark, apparently a highly toxic poison.

Kim Zun’s face is no longer able to change, and the body is in the air.

The cow hair poison needle, so much, if it is hard to fight these poisons can kill his life, if it does not pounce on, the top of the stone column, the following round knife...

Did not wait for Jin Zun to consider before and after.

The hesitation of this moment, no chances are there.

The huge stone pillars that roared overhead, rushed straight through the place where the cloud was standing, and fell to the lower right hall.

The huge stone pillar covers everything and fits down the stone wall.

"Oh." After a shrill sound of earth-shattering, the huge stone pillars were not shaken and had fallen to the end.

Thousands of pounds of boulder, 岂 is any manpower to fight.

The cloud of warm colors waited for an instant, and slowly raised his hand and pressed it on the stone wall.

The falling stone pillar began to rise and slowly rose up.

The rotating knife below also stopped the rotation, and the ground of the right hall began to merge.

Stone chip powder, a piece of empty.

In a flash, it has returned to the original right hall, except for the furnishings that have been destroyed by Kim Zun.

There is nothing left, including Jin Zun.

Looking at the empty silence below, Yun Zhao slowly said: "My grandfather has already gone to Xitian, you want to be good, then I will send you."

The faint sound fell, and Yun called a falling sleeve and turned and walked away.

The stone wall behind it was slowly closed, without any gaps.

The bright night pearl shines, and the underground palace is more and more gloomy.

The Emperor's Mausoleum of the Snow Kingdom was built by the masters of countless craftsmen a hundred years ago.

The passage is deep, and the shadows are heavy and murderous.