Luo Mushan was stunned, then frowned and looked at Mo Yuan, as if he also felt that way. "Mo Yuan, you reminded me that the Xuanyuan family was never a generous person."

After a pause, he said again: "It seems that Xiaoman is used 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 just get rid of it.

Once Xiaoman dies, Obsidian Sunfire will become a masterless thing and will be reclaimed by them.

As a result, they Xuanyuan did not lose a bit.

"Hmph, they dare to move Xiaoman, I will destroy the Xuanyuan clan." Mo Yuan snorted coldly, a cold light flashing in his eyes.

Luo Mushan was startled slightly, but was stunned by Mo Yuan's momentum!

Although Mo Yuan's strength seemed to be inferior to Xuanyuan Zhan's, he didn't know why, when he said this, it was like countless fierce demons roaring and shouting behind him, shocking people.

Gee, it's been so long, why can't I see through this guy? Hey, I don't know if Xiao Man followed him, is it a blessing or a curse?

"However, you are right, Mo Yuan, they dare to hurt Xiaoman and I will destroy his whole clan!" Luo Mushan also said domineeringly.

At this time, Obsidian Yangyan was constantly suppressed by Luo Xiaoman, and gradually shrank into a round ball.

At this point, everyone couldn't help holding their breath, staring at Obsidian Yangyan with wide eyes.

Obsidian Yangyan has been in the hands of Xuanyuan for so long, and has always been an unowned thing. Could it be that today, it will be subdued by an outsider?

Bang!

At this moment, a dry flame erupted from the obsidian sun.

The originally compressed Obsidian Sunfire swelled again and became mad, like a guy who never gave in, fighting desperately.

"Hmph, the characteristic of Obsidian Yangyan is unyielding and fierce. The more you oppress, the fiercer the resistance will be." Xuanyuan Zhan curled his lips, seeing Obsidian Yangyan free from Luo Xiaoman's suppression, and he felt a little inexplicable. Refreshing.

"Little master, this obsidian sun flame seems to be even more intense." Chi Chi's voice was a little anxious, and said: "If we don't think about it, once we completely break free from our suppression, I'm afraid it will bite us back."

Luo Xiaoman knew clearly, staring at Obsidian Yangyan.

The flames of the obsidian sun pulsed in her dark pupils, like an unruly madman, flaunting her majesty, mocking her incompetence, and eventually will only become a pile of ashes under his flame.

"The more you suppress, the more you resist?" Luo Xiaoman's eyes darkened, and the corners of his lips raised a nice smile. "I know what to do?"

"Xiaoman, don't force it. I don't want Obsidian Sunfire, and I can also become the world's number one refiner." Luo Qinghen worried about Luo Xiaoman's safety and couldn't help but persuade.

"Second brother, you gave me so many magic weapons, this time I should also give you gifts." Luo Xiaoman's tone revealed a firmness. "This obsidian sun flame is my gift to you."

When the voice fell, she jumped, and even removed all the power suppression, and directly plunged into the obsidian sun.

"What the hell?!"

"How did you commit suicide?!"

Everyone exclaimed, their faces in disbelief.

They couldn't imagine that Luo Xiaoman couldn't think of it so much, and he plunged directly into the obsidian sun. With the blazing flame of obsidian sun, she can turn it into ashes in a flash!

"It's too late!" Xuanyuan Ling'er sighed, her eyes flashing with complicated divine light.