บท 800: Chapter 40, Old Turtle Camel’s heavenly stele (5,000-word chapter)

Ye Sheng and baby ancestral dragon would never forget this despicable tone even if they died.

Little Girl Qian Yuan didn't know who it was. She was at a loss, but she knew that it was definitely another big shot.

The martial ancestor calmly stood in front of the ninety-nine stone steps.

The expression of the old man sitting on the ninety-nine stone steps changed as if he remembered something, but then he shook his head and said, "Impossible, it should have died long ago."

"Old Fellow, do you really want me to die so badly?"An arrogant voice sounded. In the next second, the spatial ripples dissipated, and a figure walked out.

It was about a meter tall and carried a turtle shell on its back. Its hair was combed back, and it wore a few large rings on its hands. They were bright and Golden, extremely dazzling. Most importantly, it was holding a cigar in its mouth as it slowly walked out.

Ye Sheng narrowed his eyes. It really was this old turtle.