My Fiancee is a Cold CEO

After waiting hard for several days in Shennongjia, I finally waited for the moment when the Immortal Tomb was opened.

For a moment, everyone's faces were filled with excitement.

"When the nine-color light beam dissipates, the surrounding spirit beasts may go berserk. Hurry to the entrance of the mausoleum now. If you are late, you will be in trouble."

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

Ye Chen and others nodded, and then the group quickly rushed towards the water pool.

After half an hour, Ye Chen and others avoided many spiritual beasts and arrived at the waterhole.

At this time, many people from the sect had gathered around the entrance of the mausoleum, and the Ji 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.

"It doesn't matter whether it's fast or slow. Without us, you wouldn't be able to enter the real immortal tomb."

Dragon King said calmly.

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

"That guy Ye Tianyun didn't come? Could he be hiding around and plotting something secretly?"

Dugu Huangtian suddenly spoke at this time and said meaningfully.

After hearing Dugu Huangtian's words, the faces of many powerful men from the surrounding families changed slightly.

The two emperors of Baiyun were powerful in the world.

Especially Yun Emperor Ye Tianyun, who monopolizes four grandmasters in Yanjing, can even force Ji Jianning's ancestor to come out. Such strength is definitely a big threat.

"My father's whereabouts are not something that a defeated general like you is qualified to inquire about."

Ye Chen said lightly.

"you……"

Dugu Huangtian narrowed his eyes, a cold look flashed in his eyes, and said with a serious expression: "What a sharp-tongued boy. I hope you can still be so tough when you enter the Immortal Tomb."

"snort,

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

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

"You're just half a top-notch person, but you still dare to speak arrogantly?"

Zhang Daoyuan said with an angry look: "Whoever helps you is my enemy in Longhu Mountain. I want to see who can protect you without people like the Dragon King."

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

A strong light aura stirred in the distance, and then Pope Peter appeared beside Ye Chen with Saint Adele and others.

"Pope Peter?"

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

"The Pope of the Western Vatican? I didn't expect that the dignified Ye family would actually get involved with people from the Western Vatican."

Zhang Daoyuan narrowed his eyes and said with disdain.

"Are you... looking down on our Holy See?"

A flash of holy light flashed in Michael's eyes, and a monstrous momentum suppressed Zhang Daoyuan.

The majesty of the archangel was fully displayed.

"This Western man is so powerful."

Zhang Daoyuan felt an extremely strong pressure coming over him, and a look of solemnity appeared on his face involuntarily. The energy in his body began to circulate subconsciously, and a powerful aura surged, colliding with Michael.

"Why, do you want to have a fight before entering the tomb?"

Ye Chen narrowed his eyes and said calmly: "I don't mind. Let's settle our grudges before entering the mausoleum."

Ji Tianling's expression changed slightly, and he said in a deep voice: "Brother Daoyuan, calm down, don't fall into their trap."

Zhang Daoyuan took a deep breath, snorted coldly, and subconsciously took a step back.

"Michael."

Pope Peter said softly.

Michael glanced at Zhang Daoyuan with a cold expression, and then withdrew the holy light around him.

Many people from aristocratic families around him had slightly stern expressions on their faces, and they couldn't help but look at Ye Chen a few more times.

Although Ye Chen's strength is not weak, compared to the strong men around him, his strength can be ignored.

Not only does it have the help of Dragon Soul, but it also has the support of the Western Holy See, which is far beyond what ordinary families can compare with.

Seeing that Zhang Daoyuan was silent, Ye Chen snorted softly, and then looked at the nine-color light beam not far away.

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

In the middle of the pool, the entrance to the mausoleum also expanded by more than ten feet, and the surging spiritual energy spread out from the entrance to the mausoleum.

"It is worthy of being an immortal mausoleum. The spiritual energy spreading just at the entrance is so rich. Isn't it even more extraordinary inside the mausoleum?"

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

"I have traveled all over the country, and this is the first time I have seen a place with such rich spiritual energy. If I can practice here, I will have great hope in condensation."

A blazing color flashed in Jiujianxian's eyes.

The eyes of many grandmasters around him were full of greed.

Although he has not yet entered the mausoleum, he can guess that there must be important treasures in the mausoleum based on the escaping spiritual energy.

"Grandmaster Chang Yongfei of the Kongtong Sect is actually here?"

"He is the only top-notch grandmaster of the Kongtong Sect besides the leader. It seems that the Kongtong Sect has a big plan this time."

At this time, another group of people came over from not far away, and screams of surprise suddenly came from around them.

"The Kongtong sect is here too?"

Ye Chen narrowed his eyes, a sharp look flashed in his eyes.

"Fellow Daoist Chang, I didn't expect you to be the one from the Kongtong Sect. It seems that your Kongtong Sect takes this trip seriously."

At this moment, a loud laugh came from not far away, and then a middle-aged man wearing Taoist robes and a group of people came over from not far away.

"Wudang Zhang Zichen? He's actually here too."

"She is a strong person who has been famous in Wudang for a long time. She has not been out of Wudang Mountain for fifty years. I didn't expect to see her here today."

Many people around him looked slightly stern.

"Zhang Daoyou, the last time you and I met was thirty years ago. We will not meet here thirty years from now."

Chang Yongfei narrowed his eyes and said with a smile.

"The matter of the Immortal's Tomb is of great importance. There is no reason why I should not come."

Zhang Zichen said casually.

"It seems like we should be able to see a lot of friends this time."

Chang Yongfei said with a smile.

"Someone's here again."

Zhang Zichen was about to speak when his expression suddenly changed and he turned his head slightly.

I saw the breeze blowing around, and an old man wearing a blue robe and a blue gentleman's belt suddenly appeared in the field.

Her white hair was dancing in the wind, her clear eyes were as cold as pool water, and her body was slightly hunched under the breeze.

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

"What a weird smell."

Ye Chen looked at Zong Qingfeng who suddenly appeared, a sharp look flashed in his eyes.

With the keenness of his consciousness, he never even noticed when he appeared.

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

"He has disappeared from the world for decades, but you didn't expect that he would also show up?"

As the old man appeared, there was an uproar around him.