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Chapter 652 Competing for the Ghost Mother Stone

Just as Leng Qianyue's brain was spinning rapidly, the Ling Yao troll coughed violently, and a mouthful of blood was sprayed directly on the ground by it.

Cooperating with the rain, a splash of wet soil was splashed.

"Bastard human being, you are just a fighting emperor, yet you dare to challenge me." The mausoleum monster troll spoke, with a rough and wild voice, filled with fantasies like entering a tunnel.The upside-down pupils were filled with a frightening haze at the moment.

Is Mo Jianfeng the Martial Emperor?Leng Qianyue looked at the other side curiously.

The people around her, except for Helan Yunlian, are all at the level of Wu Dou Zun.

Although Wu Dou Huang is not as powerful as Wu Dou Emperor, he already has the power to shake the world.

Seeing the other party speak, Mo Jianfeng raised his hand to wipe the blood dripping from the corner of his mouth vigorously, and said sneeringly: "As long as you are willing to hand over the ghost mother stone, I will let you live."

"Ghost mother stone, what is that?" Leng Qianyue heard this name for the first time, and even Mo Jianfeng tried desperately to snatch it, it must be something extraordinary.

"The ghost mother stone is a mutated crystal with the property of changing color. It is praised as the light in the daytime and the blood in the night. This kind of crystal is very rare, and it is a rare product for healing."

When Helan Yunlian said this, Leng Qianyue heard Bi Hai giggling, "The ghost mother stone is very beautiful, and the mausoleum monster troll has always had a quirk of collecting gems. Presumably, it was collected by this guy. "

"It should be so, but the conditions for the ghost mother stone to condense are very rare. So far, only three have been heard in the world. I am afraid that the mausoleum monster will not let go easily."

What's more, Mo Jianfeng and the other party were a whole level behind, and the Ling Yao troll naturally had no reason to give in.

Sure enough, hearing this sentence, the mausoleum monster laughed wildly.

"Just because of you, you still want my ghost mother stone? It's nonsense." The moment the words fell, the mausoleum demon troll's whole body shook twice, and its mighty power instantly spread to the surroundings.

Waves of power surged, instantly disrupting the originally calm air around.

The formed hurricanes, wave after wave, set off the land on the ground.

Although protected by Helan Yunlian's barrier, Leng Qianyue was still terrified.

Mo Jianfeng held a sharp sword, the hilt turned upside down, and the continuous release of power formed a green barrier that firmly protected his body.

Seeing the other party's arrogance, Mo Jianfeng was also unambiguous, and sternly shouted: "You pay, or not!"

"Stupid human beings! Shameless thieves! It's wishful thinking to take something from me!"

The mausoleum monster let out a roar, the hair all over its body danced wildly with the wind, and more and more power was released from its body.

For a while, the heavy rain that had been stagnant poured down again.

For the first time, Leng Qianyue realized how huge the gap between her and Mo Jianfeng was.

Glancing secretly, she looked at Helan Yunlian who was standing calmly beside her, and Leng Qianyue also decided to stand still and see how they could fight.

Mo Jianfeng raised his arm, turned his palm, and firmly grasped the hilt of the sword. The moment the sword finger slid across the blade, an emerald green aura lingered above it, emitting a dazzling light.

His action made the mausoleum demon troll completely furious.

"Come on human, I will tear you apart!"

The mausoleum troll opened its huge mouth, revealing countless white fangs.

The sudden tense atmosphere made Leng Qianyue swallow dry mouth involuntarily.

(End of this chapter)