The hinterland of Guishan.

As the huge blue water ball appeared, Li Ying and Lin Wan were completely stunned.

In their opinion, the huge water ball in front of them is simply the fate of heaven, and the rivers and ancient palaces are filled with it, just like a fairyland on earth.

Ye Chen glanced at the old man with a back shell walking out of the water ball, and smiled faintly and was about to walk over.

Li Ying hurriedly reminded: "Lord of the Palace, be careful..."

She knew very well that the old turtle's combat power was terrible, and even the envoy on Mount Olympus could not kill it.

Now that Ye Chen is coming for the female corpse of the ice coffin, he takes the initiative to invite Ye Chen in, probably not being kind.

"It's okay!"

Ye Chen waved his hand indifferently, then stepped out and led everyone into the huge blue water ball.

What caught everyone's eyes was a huge water world, with fish playing, green corals, and beautiful buildings, which were still a fairyland in the water.

The old turtle on the back finally led the group to an ancient palace. There were many turtles wandering outside the palace, and they all looked at them in awe.

The old man with the back shell dispersed the turtle group and then bowed slightly: "Old Master Ye Nankuang, my family ancestor only said to see you."

After saying that, he looked at the ancestor Huangquan, Li Ying and others with embarrassment, and wanted to speak but stopped.

"Why? I look down on the ancestor?" The ancestor Huangquan said with an unhappy look on his face.

The old man with a back shell was sweating heavily on his face: "No...no!"

"You are waiting for me outside." Ye Chen threw down a sentence, then pushed open the palace gate and stepped in.

The palace is not big, with many Xuanwu golden pillars standing. At the end of the hall there is a lake, which emits a strong heat, as if the lake water is boiling.

And in the center of the lake is a small island, and now on the island is an old purple turtle about ten feet in size.

The old turtle's neck stretched out very long, motionless, without any breath, as if it was dead. If you look closely, you will find that there are many cracks on its turtle shell.

At this time, an extremely old voice came from his mouth: "Yan Ye came, and the old turtle was unable to meet because of his serious injuries. I hope he could not let him go."

Ye Chen didn't care, so he stepped over and landed on the island. Then he found that the entire island was very heated, like a stubborn stone in magma.

His eyes flashed for a few moments, and then he suddenly said, "Are you healing with the help of magma under this small island?"

"Back to Ye Xianren, that's exactly what it is."

The old turtle looked up and said, "The old turtle was injured by the wand of the divine messenger of Mount Olympus. The divine power entered the body, and the five internal organs were as ice. Only by using this heat can we feel better."

Speaking of this, he said again: "The saint of the lower spirit turtle has been practicing here for 1,300 years."

His Chinese pronunciation is very clear, and even a hint of accent in southern Fujian, like a native of southern Fujian.

"You have lived in my country?" Ye Chen was surprised.

The old turtle smiled faintly: "Immortal Ye didn't know anything. He had been living in China a thousand three hundred years ago. Later, due to the great changes in the world and the disaster caused, he had to move here with his descendants."

One thousand three hundred years ago.

It was almost the Tang Dynasty.

Ye Chen nodded slightly, and then changed his subject: "Since you know that Ye is coming for the female corpse of the ice coffin, why do you want to let me in?"

Speaking of this, he looked at the injuries on his body with a smile: "You know, you don't have any power to resist in Ye's hands now."

"Because I know that even if I don't let Ye Xianren come in, you will be able to make it in."

The old turtle looked around and sighed softly: "I can't withstand the magic weapon of Ye Xianren. Since this is the case, why bother to resist stubbornly?"

He also saw Ye Chen's previous scene of killing all directions in the outside world. In addition, he was seriously injured, so he had no desire to resist.

"You are still familiar with each other."

Ye Chen looked at him in surprise, then said straight to the point: "Leave the female corpse of the ice coffin to me. I believe you know that even if Ye doesn't take action, you will not be able to defend him."

He was telling the truth. Just a divine envoy from Mount Olympus could injure him, not to mention the Holy See and other saints took action.

"I know this below."

"Please follow me!"

The old turtle nodded slightly, then turned around hard and crawled towards the center of the island. He climbed very slowly, so slow that he wanted to pick him up.

Ye Chen followed patiently and did not urge him.

More than ten minutes later, Ye Chen arrived at the center of the island and felt an extreme heat coming to his face.

Under such heat, it seems that the entire island is about to melt, and even the magic weapon space is distorted.

And in the distance, there is a transparent coffin, which seems to be made of crystal, standing there quietly. The coffin is covered with cold air, but there is still heat coming out of it.

A woman in white lies in the coffin.

The woman's hands fell on her chest, wearing a phoenix crown and a rosy robe, with beautiful facial features and jade skin, but a hint of rosy, like a lychee, and she was so gorgeous.

The old turtle respectfully knelt in front of the ice coffin and kowtowed several times to the female corpse in the coffin with great devoutness.

Ye Chen took a step forward and subconsciously placed his hand on the coffin lid. Unexpectedly, as soon as his hand touched the coffin lid, he heard a series of whispers.

Then two completely different forces attacked his body, destroying his limbs and bones frantically.

"What a domineering yang energy and cold energy."

After Ye Chen dissolved the two powers, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes: "The cold and heat are mixed, and the cold and heat are coming and going, and he actually knows how to use the yin and yang energy to preserve himself."

Since ancient times, when a person dies, keeping the body fresh is time-consuming. Even if a person is strong during his lifetime, he can at most not be able to keep his golden body from rotting.

"This coffin is extraordinary, with the alternation of yin and yang energy above it. Even if it is below, it cannot withstand these two most extreme energy." Lao Turtle talked eroticly.

Ye Chen looked around the transparent coffin and said thoughtfully: "What happened after she arrived?"

"have!"

The old turtle immediately said, "After the arrival of the Moon Palace, my Guishan Mountain's spiritual energy increased dramatically, and my essence was like a flood, and there was a trace of inspiration in the dark."

He said in a complicated mood: "I am here to achieve the position of saints by using this fate."

As the saying goes, misfortune depends on good fortune, and good fortune depends on bad fortune.

He became a saint because of the arrival of the ice coffin, and at the same time, he also attracted global attention, which eventually led to the ending today.

"It's interesting!"

Ye Chen nodded with interest.

Then he bounced his fingers and a pill shot at the old turtle immediately: "I took this coffin, and this pill will be treated as a reward for you, which can help you recover from your injuries!"

"After I leave, you can announce to the public that it was taken by Ye. In this way, you Guishan may be able to survive."

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!