A thousand-year-old turtle!

The hinterlands of Turtle Mountain.

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

In their eyes, the huge water ball in front of them was a gift from the heavens. It was filled with rivers and ancient palaces, like a paradise on earth.

Ye chen glanced at the shell-carrying old man who had walked out of the water ball. He smiled faintly and was about to walk over.

"Hall Master, be careful ..." Li Ying hurriedly warned.

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

However, now that ye chen had come for the female corpse in the ice coffin, he had taken the initiative to invite ye chen in. He was probably up to no good.

"It's fine!"

Ye chen waved his hand nonchalantly and took a step forward, leading the group into the huge blue water ball.