Ji Chengfeng opened his hands as if he was hugging something, and there was an intoxicated look on his face, "Xi'er, Xi'er... Don't worry, as long as Xiyue's soul and flesh and blood are completely torn and reorganized, as long as the source of the wood is fifth After unblocking successfully, you will be able to return to me completely. Xi'er, we will meet soon!"

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The priest's palace.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh!!" The roar of the heart-splitting lungs came from Xi Yue's lips and teeth, and the smooth and jade-like skin on her body seemed to have been torn apart by a huge force.

The original beauty face, under such tearing power, becomes like a ghost.

On his face, all bare skin popped with blood.

Bone was visible in the wound.

Even more appalling is that the powerful force tore the soul of Xiyue.

It seems that the source of the source is too much overflowing, like the stormy waves, flooding the sea of ​​knowledge of Xi Yue.

A huge vortex was formed, and her knowledge of the sea and the soul of the god were to be twisted together.

What Xiyue looked like at this time, even Yan Shi and Chang Ling looked terrified.

It was so horrifying to watch a person change from a beautiful woman with a fabulous beauty to a ghost with no face.

However, Wei Zixi didn't seem to care about Xi Yue's appearance at all.

He hugged people tightly in his arms, and the panic and horror in his eyes had receded.

Spiritual force condenses in the palm and continuously flows towards Xi Yue's body.

At this time, he had no time to think.

Why did the water spirit beads that were obviously destroyed by him re-assemble into Xiyue's body.

Why did Xiyue still not urge the power of the source to unblock the source of the fifth heavy wood, but the water spirit beads automatically spontaneously inspired and unlocked.

At this moment, Wei Zixi had only one thought in his mind.

Xi Yue can't die!

He will never allow Xi Yue to die!!

With the passage of time, one minute and one second, Wei Zixi entered more and more spiritual power in Xiyue's body.

Yan Shi and Chang Ling changed their faces.

The night owl who just woke up rushed anxiously and desperately shouted: "Demon Lord, you can no longer consume your spiritual power like this! Otherwise, the magic energy in your body can't be suppressed!"

Chang Ling also worried: "Demon Lord, you are the body of the dual cultivation of the demon, the devil and the aura have reached a balance in your body, and your body has also been transformed to coexist with the two energies. But if the aura consumes too much At this time, the devil qi will flood your whole body and completely destroy your body and soul."

Wei Zixi didn't seem to hear them at all.

He just held Xiyue tightly in his arms, and did not care about the exhaustion from Dantian, and the blood on Xiyue's body stained his clothes.

Ye Xiao's eyes were crimson, his body trembling with extreme anger and fear.

Even if Xi Yue cut off a hand and found that this hand could not be regenerated with magic energy, he had never been so hated and scared.

He can die or he can die.

But how can the demon lord die?!

Xiyue, this woman... he knew that this woman would kill the devil!

Ye Xiao had a long sword in his hand, and with a hysterical roar in his mouth, he was about to pierce Xi Yue in Wei Zixi's arms.

"Night owl, are you crazy!!" Chang Ling dragged the night owl back. "Do you want to kill Miss Xiyue in the face of the devil? Are you dead? Or don't you want to die?"

Ye Xiao's body trembled and hissed, "I'm going to kill this woman. Only when I kill her will the demon lord change back to the previous demon lord. Even if the devil punishes me for killing me, why should I die?" "