Xi Yue's body slowly floated up into the sky, and the painful expression on her face disappeared, replaced by a dazzling beauty of holiness and brilliance.
Ji Chengfeng's eyes fell on Xi Yue's face with a burning gaze, with obsession, resentment, jealousy, unwillingness, madness...all kinds of complicated emotions surging like a storm.
Yun Xiyue is Xue Xi, but she is not Xue Xi.
She has a more complete soul, more outstanding talents, and a more beautiful face than Xue Xi.
She is the true saint who created the core of origin.
The more he knew about this girl, the more he wanted to possess her.
It was not the kind of unforgettable love for Xue Xi, but the naked and burning possessive desire.
Because of this possessiveness, Ji Chengfeng wanted to extract Xi Yue's soul and spirit. Even if he had to make her his puppet, he would never allow her to fall into the hands of others.
Ji Chengfeng's entire body's strength began to circulate at a rapid speed.
The inky black devouring power circulated around his body, then slowly condensed in his palm and shot straight towards Xi Yue.
A resolute expression appeared on Dandan's little face, and her beautiful eyes, like glass, sparkled brightly.
A crisp murmur came out of his mouth, "I will never let anyone hurt mother!"
boom!!
The devouring power came down like a tidal wave. Dandan let out a painful roar, and was blown away by the huge force.
Light pink blood oozed from his mouth, and his small body looked so fragile that it seemed like it would be torn apart at any time.
However, it refused to retreat even a single step. Even if it would die, it would definitely protect its mother.
Ji Chengfeng's expression was extremely cold, and his eyes were full of murderous intent as he looked at Dandan, "Since you are determined to die, then I will send you back to the reincarnation of ten thousand years!"
The devouring power of darkness came overwhelming with even greater pressure than before.
Jiu Ye's eyes were filled with despair and horror. He struggled to rush over to protect Xi Yue, but the pain of his body and soul being torn apart made him unable to move.
Dandan's little hands were trembling as he raised the crystal sickle in his hand, with an expression of sadness on his little face.
However, as soon as Dandan's little body rushed out, it was easily swept away by a force and fell directly into Jiu Ye's arms.
"Mom!" Dandan cried out in surprise, and the next moment, a look of shock appeared on that cold little face.
Jiu Ye and Ji Chengfeng were equally shocked.
Especially Ji Chengfeng, his horrific face covered with blood and rotten flesh was twisted in extreme shock and anger.
His red eyes bulged out, and he looked even more terrifying and uglier than evil spirits and demons.
“Wei Zixi!!” A gnashing voice came out from between his lips, with a hint of almost imperceptible fear and disbelief, “Do you know what you are doing?”
Not far away, in front of Xi Yue—
The young man in red had long black hair fluttering in the wind, and his clothes were fluttering. A red light emanated from the young man and the Haotian Scepter.
Just like thick blood that cannot be dissolved, just like a blazing flame, or just like the quietly blooming flowers of the other shore, it spreads little by little under the night sky.
Jiu Ye's lips trembled slightly. He wanted to speak, but no words came out.
What is Wei Zixi doing
Jiu Ye is a master in the upper god realm, how could he not see it!
Wei Zixi is detonating the Haotian Divine Staff!
He is detonating the Haotian Divine Staff, one of the four sacred artifacts of the Divine Realm! (To be continued)