Overlord, Love Me Tender

Chapter 917: Without the power of artifacts

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Di Moxuan would not stop Ye Qingluo's decision.

He believed that Ye Qingluo would be measured.

The smile in Ye Qing's eyes gradually warmed up, and she tried her best to calm down her emotions.

Immediately, his eyes were like torches, and he swept across the forces in front of him.

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

Thousands of mysterious practitioners were panting heavily, and their bodies were already in a state of disarray and mess.

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

These profound practitioners were already impatient.

At this moment, when he heard Ye Qingluo's provocation, even some reckless man couldn't hold back, and retorted displeasedly: "What qualifications? You little girl with no hair yet, how dare you challenge us?"

"That's right! Little girl, do you know who we are! Anyone who stands up casually, has seniority older than you! Are you talking about qualifications with us?"

"Speaking wild words at a young age is nothing more than relying on oneself to take the artifact! What kind of ability!"

These words won the approval of many profound practitioners.

But because Di Moxuan was beside them, they didn't dare to talk to each other.

I just keep urging these reckless men who are not afraid of death in my heart, the harder I say, the better.

The girl narrowed her eyes dangerously, and twitched the corners of her mouth with a half-smile: "Well, I won't use the power of the artifact."

As soon as the words fell, the girl took the Cangshui Ring off her finger.

The eyes of the profound practitioners from the Qianmin faction were immediately glued to her fingers.

Ye Qingluo shook his fingers, and the Cangshui Ring disappeared in his hand.

"Where's the artifact?"

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

"Hand over the artifact quickly! Otherwise, you won't be able to leave the Mausoleum's tomb today!"

The artifact disappeared, causing countless profound practitioners to panic.

Their purpose is just artifacts.

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

On the contrary, it made the imperial palace think about it!

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

Ye Qingluo touched the Minghuang ring with his fingers, and there was sarcasm in his eyes: "It doesn't matter where the artifact is. Now that I have taken off the artifact, see what excuses you pious people have!"

After finishing speaking, she raised her little hand and raised her voice: "Brothers! Let these so-called 'old seniors' who are old and powerful have a good experience of our strength!"

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

There were more than twenty people, but they shouted with the momentum of more than a hundred people.

Facing the thousands of mysterious practitioners in front of him, he showed no fear.

"Xiao Jiu!" Ye Qing rolled his eyes in the direction of Nine-Tailed Fox.

The nine-tailed fox suddenly let out a beast howl from its sharp mouth.

The monster that lost its control, even surrendered to the majesty of the holy beast.

It became the help of Ye Qingluo and others.

The two sides immediately fought fiercely together.

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

But seeing Di Moxuan's appearance of being a bystander, absolutely not interfering in anything.

Gradually, some bold people stepped forward to test it out.

Di Moxuan didn't respond.

The bold man's temptation became more obvious.

Di Moxuan still didn't respond.

And during this trial process, mysterious practitioners continued to die at the hands of those young mercenaries, at the feet of those monsters and phantom beasts.

More than a thousand Minxuan practitioners took action.

Di Moxuan still didn't respond.

Everyone relaxed their hearts and looked at Ye Qingluo with undisguised greed.

The raging profound energy continuously rolled in mid-air, wave after wave of power in the vast sky, piercing the sky like a raging wave.