Jiaxuan Moyan is so old, he should have the ability to bear everything.
As soon as these words came out, there was an immediate silence in the crowded room.
Everyone's eyes turned to Yan Lie.
Yan Lie thought about this and nodded slowly. Difficulties must be faced.
At the moment, he moved his body and slowly sat next to Jiaxuan Moyan. He pointed at the center of Jiaxuan Moyan's eyebrows and said in a deep voice: "Look here."
Everyone in the room immediately looked at him.
Luo Yu was close to Jiaxuan Mo Yan, so he took a closer look.
I saw a faint trace of black energy floating in the center of Jiaxuan Moyan's eyebrows.
It is somewhat similar to the black fighting spirit used by the shadow man Leng Wugui.
Not only did he frown slightly, but why, the severe power faded and it refused to go away.
Just as he was thinking this, Yan Lie slowly said in a deep voice: "The black fighting spirit in Mo Yan's body is quite weird. Even with my power, it cannot subside."
Black grudge?
King Feiyu and King Haozang both frowned tightly.
In Wangchuan Continent, I have never heard of black fighting spirit.
What a weird thing this is.
"I can't eliminate the black fighting spirit sealed in Mo Yan's body, and this black energy is repelled by Mo Yan's own fighting spirit.
The result of lingering in the body for a long time..."
Yan Lie didn't finish his words, but his tone and gestures made everyone feel clearly.
There is no other way but death.
There was a moment of silence in the room, and the dull air was almost suffocating.
"How could this happen?" King Feiyu's expression turned ugly.
Yan Lie shook his head, he never thought this would happen.
That black fighting spirit, which didn't look like fighting spirit, couldn't even fade away from him. This was simply a shame.
"Then, what should we do?"
"Think of a solution quickly."
Liu Yuchen and Jia Xuanli's expressions changed, and they both became anxious.
And Li Xuan, who slowly moved over and leaned against the door, had surprise in his eyes, this...
The temperature inside the house dropped, and it became chilly.
Luo Yu was a little surprised when he heard this. Even Yan Lie couldn't subdue the black power. Yan Lie was Lan Zun.
With this thought in his mind, he stretched out his hand directly beside King Feiyu and reached out to grab Jiaxuan Moyan's hand.