Chapter 787: Meddling
"Hmph, what if I'm seriously injured now, to be honest, at this time, even a Heavenly Realm ant can defeat me, but no one will come here, besides, the momentum of the battle between you and me is even the source beast within a radius of a hundred miles is completely scared away, who else will come, I am injured now, but you have already hit my ice polar finger, the source power will be sealed for a hundred days, without the source power, you are a waste, what to fight with me!"
looked at Mu Xinglan coldly, and Ling Shuangyan's cold eyes revealed a look of disdain.
"You...... Even if I die, I won't hand over the ice spirit chalcedony to you, I don't believe you really dare to kill me!"
Mu Xinglan saw the disdain in Ling Shuangyan's eyes, and her self-esteem was extremely strong, as if she had been greatly insulted, and said coldly.
"If you don't give it to me, I'll search it myself, although I won't kill you, but it's okay to torture you. ”
With a cold smile, Ling Shuangyan was about to reach out and take the ring on Mu Xinglan's jade finger.
"Ahem, I'm sorry, excuse me, if you want the ice spirit chalcedony, I want it too, I don't know if the two of you are willing to cut their love, give it to the next point!"
Just as Ling Shuangyan wanted to snatch the space ring on Mu Xinglan's jade finger, a lazy and slightly playful voice came from behind her. Mu Xinglan and Ling Shuangyan were shocked when they heard this voice, they didn't expect that there were other people here besides them, how did he escape the detection of their divine sense.
Turning around suddenly, Ling Shuangyan saw a man appear behind him, a handsome man with black hair and black eyes, this man looked extremely young, and the breath on his body was elegant and delicate, as if he had blended into nature, especially a pair of inky eyes, deep and clear, and there was always a soft smile like a spring breeze in his eyes, which made people can't help but feel good.
This is a special man, Mu Xinglan and Ling Shuangyan both think so, they have seen many outstanding men, but they have never seen such a special one.
"Who are you?"
Ling Shuangyan looked at Ming Mo coldly and asked, the gaze in her eyes was like a cold ice blade.
"Hehe, I'm the Heavenly Realm Mole Ant you call in your mouth, I don't know if I, the so-called Mole Ant, can get a little Ice Spirit Chalcedony?"
Ming Mo looked at Ling Shuangyan's cold gaze, still with a smile on his face, and said indifferently.
"Looking for death, just ants, dare to be presumptuous in front of this seat!"
With a cold snort, Ling Shuangyan's face turned angry, and an incomparably powerful momentum enveloped Xiang Mingmo.
This momentum is extremely powerful, Ming Mo seems to feel that he is facing a big mountain, or an iceberg, to crush himself into a pulp, the huge coercion makes Ming Mo's heart feel a little heavy, and he frowned.
However, Ming Mo, who has experienced divine punishment, will not be overwhelmed by the momentum. Still with a calm expression, with a wicked smile in the corners of his butterfly-like eyes, he said: "Although your momentum is strong, it is useless to me, so put it away!"
Ming Mo's calm appearance was not only Ling Shuangyan was surprised, but even Mu Xinglan, who was sitting on the ground on the side, was also surprised, he knew that ordinary Heaven Realm powerhouses would have already knelt on the ground and trembled in the face of such momentum, how could he be like this, he just frowned.
"Mole ant, you are looking for death!"
Ling Shuangyan's eyes were cold, his palm slapped out violently, and an ice-blue cold air hit Ming Mo, if it was Ling Shuangyan's heyday, Ming Mo would die instantly because of this palm and be frozen into an ice sculpture, but obviously, Ling Shuangyan was injured, and it was a very serious injury, so heavy that she couldn't fight against the Tianyuan Realm.