Guishan hinterland.

With the appearance of the huge blue water polo, Li Ying and Lin Wan's two girls completely stared.

In their opinion, the huge water polo in front of them is simply a creation of heaven, and the river and ancient palaces filled with it are like a fairyland on earth.

Ye Chen glanced at the old man who came back from the water polo, and walked with a smile.

Li Ying hurriedly reminded: "Dear Lord, watch out ..."

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

But now Ye Chen came for the ice coffin female corpse. Instead, he took the initiative to invite Ye Chen to go in. I'm afraid he was uneasy.

"Anyway!"

Ye Chen waved his hand indifferently, then stepped out, leading everyone into the huge blue water polo.

What caught everyone's eyes was a huge underwater world, swimming with fishes, verdant corals, and beautifully shaped buildings, which were indeed underwater wonderland.

The old shell turtle finally led the party to an ancient palace. Many turtles wandered outside the palace and looked at them in awe.

The old man with the back shell dismissed the turtle group, and then slightly stunned: "Ye Nan Kuang, the ancestor only said to see you alone."

He also gave a ugly glance at Huang Quan's ancestors and Li Ying, and he stopped talking.

"Why? Look down on the ancestor?" Said Huang Quan's ancestor with an upset expression.

The old man with a sweaty face was sweating: "No ... no!"

"You're waiting for me outside." Ye Chen dropped a word and pushed open the gate of the palace and stepped in.

The palace is not large, and there are many basalt pillars, and at the end of the hall there is a lake. The lake emits strong heat, as if the lake is boiling.

And in the center of the lake stands an island. At this moment, there is an old purple turtle about the size of a foot.

The old tortoise's neck stretched very long, motionless, without any breath, as if dead, if you look closely, you will find many cracks on its shell.

At this time, an extremely old voice came out of his mouth: "The Yexian came, and the old turtle couldn't meet far away because of the serious injuries. He also looked at Haihan."

Ye Chen didn't care, stepped over and landed on the island. Then he found that the heat of the whole island was very high, like a hard rock in the magma.

His eyes flickered for a few moments, and then he suddenly said, "You are healing with the magma under this island?"

"Back to Yexianren, exactly that."

The old tortoise looked up hard and vomited: "The old tortoise was wounded by the magic wand of Mount Olympus. His power was in his body and his internal organs were like ice. Only with this heat can he feel better.

Having said that, he once again said, "The Holy Turtle Saint has practiced here for 1,300 years."

His Chinese characters are very clear, even with a hint of southern Fujian accent, like a native of southern Fujian.

"Have you ever lived in my country?" Ye Chen was surprised.

The old turtle smiled slightly: "The Yexian people didn't know it. They lived in China for the next 1,300 years ago. Later, due to the great changes in the world and the disasters they had brought, they had to move here with their offspring."

One thousand three hundred years ago.

It was almost during the Tang Dynasty.

Ye Chen nodded slightly, and then the words turned sharply: "You know Ye is coming for the female corpse of the ice coffin, why should you let me in?"

Having said that, he looked at the injuries on his body with a smile: "You know, you have no resistance at all in Ye's hands."

"Because I know that even if you don't let Ye Xianren come in, you will come in."

The old turtle looked around and sighed softly: "This magic weapon can't hold the magical power of the Yexian people. If so, why not bear resistance?"

Ye Chen's previous scene of killing the Quartet was also seen by him, plus he was seriously injured, so he had no resistance at all.

"You're pretty acquainted."

Ye Chen glanced at him with a little surprise, and then opened the door to see the mountain road: "Give me the ice corpse female corpse, I believe you also know that, even if Ye Mou does not act, you have no ability to hold him."

He was also telling the truth, just a ambassador of Mount Olympus could wound him, not to mention the Holy See and other saints.

"I know this next."

"Also please come with Ye Shangxian!"

The old turtle nodded slightly, then turned hard, and crawled towards the center of the island. He crawled slowly, so annoyingly that he could lift it up.

Ye Chen followed patiently, without urging.

After more than ten minutes, Ye Chen reached the center of the island, and there was an extreme heat coming from his face.

Under this heat, it seems that the entire island must be melted for it, and even the magic space is distorted.

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 flowing out of it.

Lying in the coffin was a woman in white.

The woman dropped her hands on her chest, struck Fengxiaxiayan, her facial features were beautiful, her skin was like jade, but she was mixed with a touch of rosy, just like litchi, and she was a magnificent woman.

The old turtle knelt respectfully before kneeling in front of the ice coffin.

Ye Chen took a step forward and subconsciously placed his hand on the coffin cover. Whoever knew that the hand just touched the coffin cover and then snorted.

Then two very different forces struck him, destroying his limbs and bones frantically.

"Good domineering yang and cold."

After Ye Chen resolved the two forces, a flash of shock flashed in his eyes: "The cold and the hot, the cold and the hot, the cold and the hot, and how to use the yin and yang to save oneself."

Since ancient times, after a person's death, the preservation of corpses is time-effective, and even if he is the strongest person in his lifetime, he can at most be able to achieve the golden body without decay.

"This coffin is extraordinary, with a yin and yang alternation on top of it, even if it is underneath, it cannot hold these two extreme energies." The old turtle said bluntly.

Ye Chen looked around the transparent coffin, and thoughtfully said, "What happened to her after she came?"

"Have!"

The old turtle immediately said: "After the Moon Palace maiden came, my Guishan Mountain ’s aura increased sharply, and the spirit was like a flood.

He said in a complex mood: "The next step is to use this creation to become a saint."

It is the so-called sorrowful blessing, the sorrowful blessing.

He became a saint because of the advent of the ice coffin. At the same time, it also attracted worldwide attention to Guishan, which ultimately led to the ending today.

"It's kind of fun!"

Ye Chenrao nodded with interest.

Then he flicked his fingers, a pill of elixir blasted at the old turtle immediately: "I took this coffin, and this pill is a reward for you, which can help you recover from injury!"

"After I leave, you can announce that it was taken by Yemou. In this case, you might survive Guishan."

(End of this chapter)