The dark red eyes closed slightly, and the long eyelashes fluttered like two black butterflies.

She could feel through the treasure hunting technique that the place where they were now was the strongest in the leyline dragon qi, and underground, as if something was restless, as if it was going to break through at any time.

And in that agitation, there are a few hints of shadows in the city.

"Hmph." Those ghost-faced women stood in the distance and stared at Mo Jiu and Huang Qingyan, and suddenly sneered and said, "Here, no matter how powerful a person is, he will be reduced to the sacrifice of the resurrection of the First Emperor!" ”

On the ground, the crack that was pulled out by Mo Jiu's whip was gradually closing, and those corpse qi also retreated into the crack.

Huang lightly held his eyes and set his eyes on the golden palace in front of him.

The leyline dragon qi under this palace is the most vigorous.

This land used to be a treasure of feng shui, but now, for no reason, it has undergone a mutation, and now it has become a place of great evil.

Huang closed her eyes lightly, feeling the ring given to Ying Chengcheng, originally thinking that she would go to the Sky Wolf Clan to find her, who knew that this pit would open her eyes, and she was not afraid that a 10,000-year-old zombie would really jump out of it to gnaw her bones.

Although the breath is weak, it is indeed in the palace, yes.

"Mo Jiu, let's go in." Huang Qingwan didn't care about the ghost-faced women behind him, his hand was still tightly pulled by Mo Jiu, he didn't bother to struggle, his figure flashed, and he took Mo Jiu towards the golden palace together.

The ghost-faced women behind her were ignored by Huang Qingwang, the door of the golden temple was closed, and Huang Qingwan directly took out a dagger to cut the ground, and slashed at the gate.

"Boom--" The door that was originally still closed, boomed, emitting a brilliant golden light, the golden light was as sharp as a sword, and it slashed directly towards Huang Qingwan and Mo Jiu.

The whip in Mo Jiu's hand suddenly waved, and all the sharp golden lights were flicked back.

"Boom--" With a loud bang, the place where the golden light bounced back directly cut several cracks in the entire gate.

Behind them, the remaining six ghost-faced women did not step forward to stop them, they all sneered, if they said that in this ancient city, there was still a glimmer of life, then, entering the Golden Palace, it would be certain death!

Even the most powerful people will be trapped in this place, right?

Oh, they are waiting, these two people will automatically become the living sacrifices of the First Emperor.

It's just that I'm afraid none of them thought that these two people in front of them would be so powerful and perverted!

The woman in the purple dress who broke in earlier was already strong enough, but even so, she was still sent into the golden palace by them, and these two people were lucky enough to go in by themselves.

Those ghost faces were smiling one after another, looking at Huang Qingwan and Mo Jiu's eyes, as if they were looking at two corpses.

"Brush--" At the moment when Huang Qingwan and Mo Jiu entered, the figures of those women directly turned into corpse qi and disappeared in place.

"Boom-" The moment the two entered, the gate of the Golden Palace, which had just been destroyed, seemed to be automatically reorganized, and it automatically closed with a bang.

In the air, the thick smell of corpses hit his nose, and Mo Jiu's enchantment enveloped both of them, and the light on his body illuminated the interior of the dark Golden Palace.