Luo Mushan was startled for a moment, then frowned and glanced at Mo Yuan, seeming to think that this made sense. "Mo Yuan, you have reminded me that Xuanyuan has never been a generous person."
After a pause, he added: "It seems that Xiaoman is being treated as a tool."
Mo Yuan's eyes lit up and he understood the meaning of this sentence. Once the artifact was born, Xiaoman would have no value and they could get rid of it directly.
Once Xiaoman dies, Obsidian Yang Yan will become an ownerless thing and be recycled by them.
In this way, their Xuanyuan clan did not suffer any loss.
"Hmph, if they dare to touch Xiaoman, I will destroy the Xuanyuan clan." Mo Yuan snorted coldly, with a cold light shining in his eyes.
Luo Mushan was slightly startled, but was restrained by Mo Yuan's momentum!
Although Mo Yuan's strength seemed to be inferior to Xuanyuan Zhan, for some reason, when he said these words, it was like there were countless demons roaring and shouting behind him, which was frightening.
Gee, it’s been so long, why can’t I still see through this guy? Alas, I don’t know if it’s a blessing or a curse for Xiaoman to follow him
"However, Mo Yuan, you are right. If they dare to hurt Xiaoman, I will destroy his entire clan!" Luo Mushan also said domineeringly.
At this time, Obsidian Yangyan was continuously suppressed by Luo Xiaoman, and gradually shrank into a round ball.
At this point, everyone couldn't help but hold their breath, widened their eyes, and stared at the black light Yangyan.
The Obsidian Yang Yan has been in Xuanyuan's hands for so long and has always been an ownerless thing. Could it be that today, it will be conquered by an outsider
Bang!
At this moment, a fierce flame burst out from the obsidian sun flames.
The originally compressed obsidian sun flames expanded again and became manic, like a guy who would never surrender, fighting desperately.
"Hmph, the characteristic of Black Obsidian Yangyan is unyielding blazing. The more you oppress, the more fiercely you resist." Xuanyuan Zhan curled his lips, and when he saw Obsidian Yangyan break free from Luo Xiaoman's suppression, he felt a little inexplicable in his heart. Refreshing.
"Little Master, the black obsidian sun flames seem to be even more intense." Chi Chi's voice was a little anxious as she said, "If we don't think of a way, once we completely break free from our suppression, I'm afraid it will come back to bite us."
Luo Xiaoman understood clearly in his heart and stared at Obsidian Yang Yan.
The fire of the obsidian sun danced in her dark pupils, like an unruly madman, showing off his power to her, mocking her incompetence, and ultimately becoming a pile of ashes under his flames.
"The more you suppress, the more you resist?" Luo Xiaoman's eyes darkened, and the corners of his lips slightly raised into a beautiful smile. "Do I know what to do?"
"Xiaoman, don't force yourself. I don't want Black Obsidian Yangyan, and I can still become the best weapon refiner in the world." Luo Qinghen was worried about Luo Xiaoman's safety and couldn't help but persuade him.
"Second brother, you gave me so many magic weapons, it's my turn to give you a gift this time." There was a firmness in Luo Xiaoman's tone. "This Black Sun Flame is my gift to you."
As soon as she finished speaking, she jumped up, removing all the pressure from her power and threw herself directly into the black light and sun flames.
"What the hell?!"
"Why did you commit suicide?!"
Everyone exclaimed in surprise, with expressions of disbelief on their faces.
None of them could have imagined that Luo Xiaoman would be so obsessed with it that he threw himself directly into the black light and sun flames. With the blazing flames of the obsidian sun flames, she can turn it into ashes in an instant!
"It's too late!" Xuanyuan Ling'er sighed, a complex light flashing in his eyes.
(End of chapter)