His Royal Highness, when will his brain be convulsed for a primordial god clone and disregard his own life?

Is this still the arrogant and simple Highness of his family?

Huang didn't bother to pay attention to it, she took it too seriously when she was more serious than a giggle.

The dark Golden Temple was already full of the spreading hell magma at this time, and the corpse bollworms that rushed up fled backwards one after another with the spreading hell magma.

Those who didn't have time to escape were directly swallowed up by the magma of hell and turned into ashes.

Huang Qingwan didn't move again, the huge ancient vine tree exuded the breath of death outward, and there was obviously no wind in the Golden Palace, but its vines were like water snakes, constantly writhing.

The withered vines, like a woman's hair, were entangled and fluttering very strangely, wanting to get closer to Huang and Mo Jiu, but because of the magma of hell, they didn't dare to get closer.

"The breath of the Shadow Allure City, under the Golden Palace." Huang Qingwan didn't want to waste time, and directly felt the breath on the ring, although it was very light, but he could still feel it.

Indeed, it came from under their feet.

Mo Jiu's ice-blue eyes reflected the hot infernal magma, and the green whip in his hand found a direction, that is, he swung it fiercely.

"Boom-" I heard a loud bang, and a crack suddenly opened where the green whip fell.

After the dust cleared, the gap began to retreat to both sides of its own.

"Click-" Like an ancient machine in operation, stone steps sprouted from the crack and spread all the way to the ground.

The stone steps were covered with black-green moss, and there was a fishy smell.

"Is the entrance to the mausoleum here?" Huang Qingwan didn't expect Mo Jiu's whip to go down, but smashed the entrance out.

They haven't entered the Imperial Tomb yet, they have been entangled by the corpse bollworm for so long, and they don't know what kind of danger there is in the Imperial Tomb.

From their point of view, it was pitch black inside, and nothing could be seen.

There is only the sound of ticking water, like the rhythm of the hypnotic spirit, which makes people feel very uncomfortable inexplicably.

Huang Qingwan really wanted to cut this place directly with a knife, the tomb robbery factor in her body was already ready to move at this time, with her years of experience in tomb robbing, the aura emanating from the entrance was definitely a difficult ancient tomb.

She still doesn't know who the First Emperor is.

Mo Jiu, on the other hand, seemed to vaguely know something.

From the moment he stepped into the ancient city outside, he felt the breath of a betrayer.

It's just not sure, and even now, he's not sure.

Before, he thought that there might be a heavy treasure here, but now, he just wanted to find out one thing, whether the so-called First Emperor, who had been dead for an unknown number of years, was that person.

When he escaped from the Cangyi Temple, he actually ran to the Southern Wilderness Continent, no wonder he didn't find the whereabouts of the betrayer for so many years.

But if you don't see it with your own eyes, you can't be sure.

With one hand, he directly grabbed Huang's sleeve, and with a flash of his figure, he took her directly on the stone steps and entered the so-called, First Emperor Mausoleum!

"Do you know the 'First Emperor'?" Huang Qingwan vaguely sensed something and asked.

"Probably know." Mo Jiu didn't intend to hide anything, but he didn't explain much, just asked her to be extra careful.