My Fiancee is a Cold CEO

After waiting for a few days in Shennongjia, I finally waited for the moment when the fairy mausoleum was opened.

For a while, everyone's faces were full of excitement.

"When the nine-color beam of light dissipates, the surrounding spirit beasts will probably go violently. Going to the entrance of the tomb as soon as possible will cause trouble."

The Dragon King squinted his eyes and said in a deep voice.

Ye Chen and the others nodded, and then the group swiftly galloped towards the direction of the pool.

It took a full half an hour before Ye Chen and others avoided the many spirit beasts and came to the pool.

At this time, many people from the sect gathered around the entrance of the tomb, and Ji's family was one of them.

"Brother Dragon King, your movements are a bit slow."

Ji Tianling looked at Dragon King and Ye Chen, and said calmly.

"How fast or slow, you can't enter the real fairy mausoleum without us."

Dragon King said lightly.

Ji Tianling squinted his eyes, a chill flashed in his eyes.

"That guy Ye Tianyun didn't come? It's not hiding around, wanting to do something secretly."

Dugu Huangtian suddenly spoke at this time and said meaningfully.

Hearing Dugu Huangtian's words, the expressions of many powerful families around him changed slightly.

The two emperors of Baiyun, Megatron Jianghu.

Especially Yundi Ye Tianyun was in Yanjing, and one person occupied four masters, and he could force the ancestor of Ji Jianing to leave the gate. Such strength was definitely a threat.

"My father's whereabouts, is not a defeated man like you, qualified to inquire."

Ye Chen said lightly.

"you……"

Dugu Huangtian squinted his eyes, a flash of icy color flashed in his eyes, and said with a stern look: "What a sharp-toothed kid, waiting to enter the fairy mausoleum, I hope you can still be so hard."

"Hmph, Dugu Huangtian, the grievances between us will be settled sooner or later. You'd better pray that I won't get a chance in the mausoleum, otherwise this is your burial place."

Ye Chen glanced at Ji Tianling, Zhang Daoyuan and others, and said faintly: "Not only Dugu Huangtian, but also you."

"It's just a half-step exquisite product, and you dare to speak arrogantly?"

Zhang Daoyuan said furiously: "If anyone helps you, whoever is my enemy of Dragon Tiger Mountain, I want to see, without the Dragon King, who can protect you?"

"Mr. Ye Chen is a friend of my Holy See. If you dare to be against Mr. Ye, my Holy See will not stand by."

An extremely strong light aura agitated in the distance, and then Pope Peter and the Saint Adele and others appeared beside Ye Chen.

"Pope Peter?"

Ji Tianling's pupils shrank slightly, and a sharp color flashed in his eyes.

"The Pope of the Western Holy See? I didn't expect that the Tang Ye family would actually get involved with the people of the Western Holy See."

Zhang Daoyuan squinted his eyes and said with a look of disdain.

"Do you... look down on our Holy See?"

A glimmer of holy light flashed in Michael's eyes, a monstrous aura, toward Zhang Daoyuan's suppression.

The majesty of the archangel is full.

"This Western man is so strong."

Zhang Daoyuan felt a strong pressure enveloped him, his face involuntarily showed a dignified color, and the true Qi in his body began to work subconsciously, a vigorous vigor suddenly surging, and he collided with Michael.

"Why, can't you guys want to have a fight before entering the tomb?"

Ye Chen squinted his eyes and said indifferently, "I don't mind. Before entering the mausoleum, I will cut off our grievances."

Ji Tianling's face changed slightly, and he said in a deep voice, "Brother Dao Yuan, calm down, don't get caught in their trap."

Zhang Daoyuan took a deep breath, gave a cold snort, and took a step back subconsciously.

"Michael."

Pope Peter said softly.

Michael looked at Zhang Daoyuan with a cold expression, only then took back the holy light from his body.

Many people from aristocratic families around, their expressions were stunned, and they couldn't help but glance at Ye Chen more.

Although Ye Chen's strength is not weak, his strength is negligible compared to the powerhouses around him.

Not only did the dragon soul help, but it was also supported by the Western Holy See, which was far beyond the reach of ordinary families.

Seeing Zhang Daoyuan silent, Ye Chen snorted softly before looking at the nine-color beam of light not far away.

Compared with the last time Ye Chen left, the nine-color beam of light was obviously larger, and the pool water in the pool was also evaporated, leaving a pool with a depth of more than ten feet.

And in the middle of the water pool, the entrance of the tomb was also enlarged by more than one foot, and the surging spiritual energy spread out from the entrance of the tomb to the outside.

"It's worthy of the tomb of immortals, just the aura that spreads at the entrance, so rich, isn't it even more extraordinary in the tomb."

The Dragon King took a deep breath, and a touch of emotion flashed in his eyes.

"This is the first time I have seen a place with such a strong spiritual energy. If I can practice here, Ningyuan is hopeful."

A blazing color flashed in Jiu Jianxian's eyes.

The eyes of the many masters around are full of greed.

Although he hasn't entered the tomb yet, only with this escaping aura, one can guess that there must be a treasure in the tomb.

"Grandmaster Chang Yongfei of the Kongtong School actually came?"

"He is the only outstanding master of the Kongtong faction besides the head. It seems that the Kongtong faction is very conspiring this time."

At this moment, another group of people came from not far away, and suddenly there was a cry of exclamation.

"Kongtong faction is here too?"

Ye Chen squinted his eyes, a sharp color flashed in his eyes.

"Friend Chang Dao, I didn't expect the Kongtong Sect to actually come here. It seems that your Kongtong Sect paid a little attention to this trip."

At this moment, a loud laughter came from not far away, and then a middle-aged man in a robes and a group of people came from not far away.

"Wudang Zhang Zichen? He actually came too."

"She is a long-established expert in Wudang. She hasn't been out of Wudang Mountain for fifty years. I didn't expect to see her here today."

The faces of many people around were faint.

"Friend Zhang, you and I met last time, but it was still thirty years ago, not thirty years later, we will meet here."

Chang Yongfei squinted his eyes and said with a smile.

"The matter of the tomb of the immortals is of great importance, so why should I not come."

Zhang Zichen said casually.

"It seems that I should be able to see many friends this time."

Chang Yongfei said with a smile.

"Someone is here again."

Zhang Zichen was about to speak, suddenly his expression moved slightly and he turned his head slightly.

I saw the breeze blowing around, and an old man wearing a green robes and a blue gentleman's belt tied around his waist suddenly appeared in the field.

A head of white hair dances without wind, and his clear eyes are as cold as a pool of water. Under the breeze, his body is slightly squatting.

When Zhang Zichen, Chang Yongfei and others saw this old man, their expressions changed slightly.

"What a weird breath."

Ye Chen looked at the sudden appearance of Zong Qingfeng, a sharp color flashed in his eyes.

With his divine keenness, he has not even discovered when he appeared.

"He is... Qingfeng, the master of Shifang Guanguan?"

"He disappeared from the rivers and lakes for decades, but he didn't expect to even come?"

With the appearance of the old man, there was an uproar around him.