Overlord, Love Me Tender Chapter 917: Without the power of an artifact

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Ye Qingluo's decision, Di Moxuan will not stop it.

He believed that Ye Qingluo would have a sense of measure.

Ye Qing's smile gradually warmed in her eyes, and she tried to stabilize her emotions.

Immediately, his gaze was like a torch, sweeping the forces ahead.

"Want to get the artifact? Do you have that qualification?" Ye Qingluo's voice was cold and her eyes were cold.

Thousands of profound practitioners of the power, panting heavily, are all embarrassed and messed up.

Long fighting, and the anger of not being able to get the artifact, and in such a broken place, was smoked by the smell of blood for such a long time.

These profound practitioners are already impatient in their hearts.

At this time, when I heard Ye Qingluo’s provocation, even if a rash man couldn’t restrain himself, he retorted displeasedly: "What qualifications? You, a little girl with no hair, dare to challenge us. What?"

"Yeah! Little girl, do you know who we are! Just stand up one by one, the qualifications are older than you! Are you talking about qualifications with us?"

"When I was young, I just uttered arrogant words. I just took the artifact by myself! What a skill!"

These words have won the approval of many profound practitioners.

However, due to Emperor Moxuan's presence, they did not dare to talk.

I just kept urging these brazen men who are not afraid of death in my heart, and the harder they are, the better.

The girl squinted dangerously, and twitched the corner of her mouth with a smile: "Well, I won't use the power of the artifact."

As soon as the voice fell, the girl took the Cangshui ring off her finger.

Thousand people's power profound practitioner's sight immediately stuck to her finger.

But when Ye Qingluo's fingers flicked, the Cangshui ring disappeared from his hand.

"Where is the artifact?"

"Smelly girl! Where did you hide the artifact!"

"Hurry up and hand over the artifact! Otherwise, you don't want to leave the tomb of the tomb today!"

The disappearance of the artifact made countless profound practitioners panic.

Their purpose is just an artifact.

If you kill Ye Qingluo, you can't get the artifact.

On the contrary, the imperial palace was worried about it!

Only when they get the artifact, they will not be afraid of the existence of Lord Emperor!

Ye Qingluo touched Minghuang Ring with her fingers, and there was sneer hidden in her eyes: "It doesn't matter where the divine tool is. Now I have taken off the divine tool. Looking at you people with good looks, what excuses can I find! "

After that, she raised her small hand and raised her voice: "Brothers! Let these so-called seniors and powerful ‘olders’ have a good understanding of our strength!"

At an order, Tong Ziqing and others responded quickly: "Yes!"

Two dozen people, but they shouted out more than a hundred people.

Faced with more than a thousand power profound practitioners in front of him, there was no sense of fear.

"Little Jiu!" Ye Qing's eyes swept the direction of Jiu-tailed Fox.

The nine-tailed fox's sharp mouth suddenly made a beast howl.

The monsters that have lost their control, Dang Even surrendered to the majesty of the holy beast.

Become the help of Ye Qingluo and others.

The two sides fought fiercely together.

At first, the more than a thousand people were a little cautious and didn't dare to really go.

But seeing Di Moxuan as a bystander, he definitely didn't intervene in anything.

Gradually, the bold man stepped forward and tried.

Di Moxuan did not respond.

The temptation of the brave man is more obvious.

Di Moxuan still did not respond.

In the course of this temptation, there were constant profound practitioners who died at the hands of the young mercenaries, at the feet of the beasts and phantom beasts.

Thousands of people profound practitioners moved their true character.

Di Moxuan still did not respond.

Everyone put their hearts down, and the eyes that looked at Ye Qingluo were unconcealed greed.

The raging profound energy is constantly rolling in mid-air, wave after wave of power from the vast sky, like a raging wave, piercing the sky.