Chapter 3295 Holy Day Light

As soon as Wei Zixi finished speaking, many people present suddenly changed their color.

Even Ji Mingyu and Wei Zixi's faces sank, and they were about to protect Xi Yue behind them.

And Elder Qin widened his eyes in horror, and if he refused, he would rush out immediately.

However, Wei Zixi moved faster than all of them.

The red energy line fell like a spider web, binding Xi Yue and Elder Qin.

Immediately afterwards, the Haotian Divine Scepter emitted a dazzling light, pointing directly at the sky.

In an instant, a halo that was brighter than the sun fell in the sky, covering both Xi Yue and Elder Qin at the same time.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

He fell to the ground and wailed, digging the flesh of his face with his fingers.

Fresh blood gushed out from his eyes, ears, mouth and nose, but it was not bright red blood, but accompanied by black and dirty pus.

In just a moment of effort, there was no good skin left on Elder Qin's body.

The skin and flesh were gouged out from his face and hands, and he could see the bones inside.

It's just that even this white bone, under the illumination of the holy sun, shows a little black spot.

In the blink of an eye, it became as ugly as mold and gave off a rancid smell.

On the other hand, Xi Yue, who was also under the holy sun, was only slightly pale, with sweat dripping from his forehead, but there was no scar on his body.

Even after the light of the holy sun shines for a while, her body will automatically emit a gleaming green light, just like the vitality born in the spring, which makes people yearn and yearn.

"It's a saint! This is definitely a real saint!" someone shouted.

Some people knelt down in fear, but they didn't dare to speak, because they had questioned the identity of the saint just now.

But at this moment, no one would question it again.

Xi Yue must be a real saint!

As soon as Wei Zixi received the Haotian divine scepter, the light of the holy sun disappeared.

At this time, Elder Qin had turned into a pool of blood and dark bones, and Mrs. Qin was crawling on the ground, crying in despair.

As soon as the light of the holy day ended, Xi Yue couldn't hold it any longer and fell down softly.

However, before she fell to the ground, she was embraced by Ji Mingyu and hugged horizontally.

Xi Yue's face was pale, her breath was weak, and her body was full of pain and emptiness.

Holy Sun Tianguang couldn't hurt her, but it would instinctively expel all the dark things in the cultivator's body, including emotions and desires and greed, hatred, and delusion.

Xi Yue's body of profound yin and the chaotic dantian that carries the power of the source can already be said to be the purest in the world, but it is impossible for the soul to be completely free from distractions.

Therefore, the baptism of this holy sun and skylight was like a chemotherapy for her, which killed the cancer cells in her body.

It didn't have any side effects on her body, but it still made her feel pain and hardship.

One more second, it may not be able to hold.

However, when the weak body fell into the familiar embrace, Xi Yue felt that all the tiredness and pain disappeared in an instant.

She adjusted a comfortable posture in Ji Mingyu's arms and fell asleep.

Next, no matter what happened, she believed that as long as Ji Mingyu was there, she would definitely solve it for her.

Ji Mingyu held the girl in his arms with a distressed expression on his face, and then looked at the man in red opposite with his icy cold eyes.

Wei Zixi raised the corner of his mouth, revealing a lazy smile, but there was something turbulent deep in his eyes, which prevented him from taking his eyes off the girl's pale face.