The figure flashed, like lightning, and in the blink of an eye, the sharp candlestick had pressed against Mo Zun's throat.

"I'll only ask you once, where is this?"

Mo Zun was stunned for a moment, his face had no facial features, and he couldn't see any of his emotions at all.

At that moment, Huang Qingwan felt that he was sneering.

Mo Zun stood still, his voice was a little colder than ice, "You are still the first person who dares to use the murder weapon against this prince." ”

Huang snorted coldly, and his dark red eyes were filled with undisguised murderous aura, "I'm asking you, didn't you hear?"

"Temple of the Heavens." Mo Zun was extremely indifferent, and said slowly, "You are just a goddess summoned by the lowly Wu clan, and if you are fortunate enough to see this prince, you should be grateful to Dade." ”

Huang frowned lightly, and with a slight force in his hand, the sharp candlestick pierced into Mo Zun's half-inch skin.

The witch goddess?

She said indifferently, "I don't want to listen to nonsense. ”

"Heh---" Mo Zun sneered, "The lowly witch goddess, you hurt this prince, you will regret it." ”

Huang raised his head lightly, staring at him coldly, and the smile on the corner of his lips was cold, "It just so happens that I, Huang Qing, will never regret anything." Don't talk about hurting you, even if I kill you, I won't frown. ”

"Kill me? Heh---" Mo Zun couldn't help laughing, his figure flashed, like a ghost, but in the blink of an eye, he had disappeared from the phoenix.

Huang Qingwan only felt a cold behind him, like a yin wind blowing from behind him.

In the next second, a cold arm had hooked her neck from behind.

"Huang Qingwan--- is not small, but if you use force in front of this prince, you won't even know how you died."

Huang lightly pulled the corners of her lips and sneered, she had seen too many arrogant people, and it was the first time that someone as arrogant as Mo Zun was.

"It seems that this sentence should be said by me."

Huang gently pulled his body to the side, and accurately brushed aside Mo Zun's cold sword.

Now, she is not familiar with this world, and she is forced to fight with him rashly.

Her best choice at the moment is to leave.

His eyes quickly swept around, and the purple that Qiong Chi dispersed slowly filled, and there was no exit in the entire palace.

"Hmph---" Mo Zun snorted coldly, and his figure dispersed into a purple mist in the air, instantly enveloping the phoenix.

Huang lightly raised his eyebrows and looked cold, holding the candlestick in his hand, and the wind under his feet, like a demon-red lightning, jumped into the Qiong Pond again.

Mo Zun shook his head, and the purple mist slowly gathered in the air, and finally, condensed into his body that could be called the golden ratio.

In the Qiong Pond, there was only a splash of water, and there was no movement.

Inside the Qiong Chi, Huang held his breath lightly, opened his red eyes, and inserted the candlestick in his hand into the clothes wrapped in red yarn.

Entering the Qiong Pond again, she completely lost the painful feeling she had before, and she only felt like she was in the usual pool.

In the entire palace, there is no way out, and a protracted battle with Mo Zun, who has unknown powers, is definitely not good for her.

With her astonishing insight, in this gorgeous palace, only the water of Qiongchi is fluctuating, and since it is not stagnant water, there must be a way out.

Huang Qingwan thought well, the seemingly bottomless Qiongchi, the further down, the more turbulent the water flowed, but after half a cup of tea, she saw a bright light not far away.