Before Yun Zhao could finish his angry words, the mountain wall in front of Yun Zhao suddenly shot out needles as small as embroidery needles, aiming at Jin Zun.
The needles were pitch black, and they were obviously poisons that had been extracted from the poisons.
In an instant, Jin Zun's expression could no longer change, and his body suffocated in the air.
There are so many ox-hair poisonous needles. If he fights with these poisons, he will be killed. If he doesn't pounce on them, the stone pillar above his head and the rotating knife below...
Before Jin Zun could think it over clearly.
This moment of hesitation meant that there was no chance anymore.
The huge stone pillar roaring overhead rushed straight past the place where Yun Zhao was standing, and crashed down towards the right hall below.
Huge stone pillars cover everything and fit down the stone wall.
"Bang." After an earth-shattering dull sound, the huge stone pillar no longer wavered and had already fallen to the bottom.
How can any manpower be able to resist the huge boulder weighing ten thousand kilograms?
Yun Zhao, who had a gentle face, waited for a moment, then slowly raised his hand and pressed it on the stone wall.
The fallen stone pillar began to rise higher, slowly rising up.
The rotating knife below also stopped its squeaking rotation, and the ground in the right hall began to merge.
Stone dust and powder, a complete emptiness.
In an instant, the right hall was restored to its original appearance. Except for the furnishings inside that had been destroyed by Jin Zun, it was completely empty.
Nothing is left, including the Golden Lord.
Looking at the silence below, Yun Zhao slowly said: "My grandpa has already gone to the West. If you want to be his father, fine, then I will send you there."
After the faint voice fell, Yun Zhao threw down his sleeves and turned around and walked away.
The stone wall behind him slowly closed without any gaps.
The bright night pearls flickered, and the underground palace became more and more gloomy.
The Imperial Mausoleum of the Snow Saint Kingdom was built with the painstaking efforts of countless master craftsmen a hundred years ago and is a masterpiece of mechanical engineering.
The passage is deep, full of shadows, and murderous intentions are everywhere.