God says there must be light, but there may not necessarily be light.

But the Son said that if there is light, there will be light.

The ray of light on the statue of the Holy Son fell on Qi Chen's body. The wounds on his body healed at a speed visible to the naked eye. The blurred consciousness caused by the forced use of the demon eye was slowly returning at this time.

The fire of life burned fiercely, and the air around seemed to be cheering for joy.

Qi Chen sat on the ground. He lowered his head and looked at his hands. The light was a bit dazzling.

He thought he had fallen into darkness, but unexpectedly he was bathed in light.

how so?

He was a little dazed.

Naturally, he was not the only one who had this question in his mind.

Zhen Hang looked at Qi Chen in shock. He felt all kinds of things in his heart, because he was a holy envoy and he carried a wave of light on his body.

When the three thousand lights merged into this world, some leaked out and fell on humans. They were passed down from generation to generation, so there were holy envoys.

He murmured, no wonder he had a crush on Qi Chen, it was because he was the Holy Son.

It’s just that the Holy Son and the Yaozi are the same person?

The entire Sanxiantai was silent, as if it was haunted. Hundreds of people lost their voices at the same time.

Master Yunmu's expression was extremely complex, and the prayer beads he held in his hand kept shaking. Finally, with a strong force, the string of the beads broke, and each beads fell to the ground, making a crisp ticking sound.

Lei Nannan opened his mouth, his eyes widened, and wanted to say something. In the end, he only let out a long sigh. He subconsciously picked up his tea cup and realized that the tea was already cold.

"How is this possible!" Lord Xingkong held the handle of the chair tightly, his knuckles turning white.

"Yaozi, how could it be the Holy Son? There must be a mistake somewhere." Venerable Yuliu was silent, but he still didn't believe this fact.

Jian Qiubei gasped. Huan Ge, who was standing next to him, had a stiff face and his eyes almost popped out.

"What is this, a joke from God?" Luo Fei's eyes flashed, and she didn't know what to say.

Feng Huo howled, looking at Qi Chen bathing in the light, he thought that his pet was really excellent, both a demon child and a saint child, so he did not lose his face.

Tang Ruanruan's eyes were filled with tears. She knew what happened today and finally had a turn for the better.

Mr. Fu was stunned on the spot, his eyes were extremely complicated. He took Yaozi away, but now, is he Yaozi or the Holy Son?

Even though he lived for thousands of years, there is no record of this situation in ancient books.

What to do?

What should we do if the demon child is still the saint child?

No one can tell him.

Both sides were completely confused.

The master’s jaw almost dropped. It’s not wrong that the demonic aura I felt in Buddhism was Qi Chen, but the bright aura I feel now is definitely Qi Chen.

The human race is searching hard for the Holy Son, and the demon race is constantly looking for the demon child, and finally it appears in a human being.

You can't cut Qi Chen in half, right?

"No!"

Suddenly, there was a burst of excited roars at the scene. If the one who was most stimulated was definitely Yan Junqing.

He stared at Qi Chen, the whites of his eyes filled with bloodshot eyes.

"How can you be the Holy Son? You are the Demon Son. Don't think that you can escape by any means. Give me my light quickly."

He is the Holy Son!

He should stand on top of everyone's heads, he should become a master, and he should become an immortal of this era!

However, all of this was taken away by Qi Chen.

The people around him were silent. They understood Yan Junqing's grief and anger. Such a terrible blow, if it were them, they would have gone crazy by now.

A sword cultivator who struggled for decades without holding a sword in order to pull out the Sansheng Sword, what kind of willpower that is, but at this moment, he almost cried.

Qi Chen raised his head and looked at Yan Junqing. His eyes were very bright and warm, like the origin of this world, which made people feel comfortable.

The light on his body gradually disappeared, and the fire of life was imprinted on the center of his eyebrows. Gradually, Qi Chen's face appeared on the statue of the Holy Son.

He is both a demon and a saint.

Everyone was in mixed moods. This sudden change exceeded their expectations. Even Master Yunmu had not thought of it.

"The Demon Son appears, the Holy Son appears..." Master Yunmu murmured, suddenly understanding what this sentence meant.

It doesn't mean that they can find the Holy Son just because the Yaozi appears.

Rather, it is said that where there is a demon son, there must be a holy son.

If the Yaozi and the Holy Son were originally in the same person, then this sentence would be correct.

This is a world of light. The Son of God is bright, so it is difficult to find the Son of God. Only by finding the demon son can we find the Son of God.

The demon son is the saint son, and the saint son is the demon son.

He looked at the statue of the Holy Son Buddha. If nothing else happened, the face of Qi Chen also appeared on the statue of the Holy Son Buddha in the Buddhist gate.

Qi Chen finally came to his senses, but the shock in his heart could not be calmed down no matter what.

The brighter it is, the darker it is.

So he is both a demon and a saint?

However, he suddenly thought of a very serious problem. He had been cursing the Holy Son all the way. Doesn't that mean he was cursing himself?

Thinking of this, he couldn't help laughing.

"You monster, you still have the nerve to smile!" Yan Junqing was furious. He was so angry that his whole body was shaking, as if he had been abandoned by the world.

"I don't believe you are the Holy Son. You are clearly the Yaozi. In that case, I will kill you and reinject the power of the Holy Son into my body."

Yan Junqing opened his palms, and there was a bright flame in his palm. The flame was affected by his sword energy, forming a sword of light, which burst towards Qi Chen.

No one took action to stop it. This time, even Mr. Fu was indifferent because everyone wanted to see the result.

Seeing is not necessarily believing.

Only practice is true.

Qi Chen looked at the bright flames.

Yan Junqing is still very strong, even if he has lost some of his sanity now, even without the power of the Holy Son, he is still strong.

But at this moment, Qi Chen didn't feel that the bright flame would pose a threat to him.

The reason why I felt scared before was because without awakening the aura of the Holy Son, the bloodline of the demon clan would naturally be afraid of the light.

And now, he is the light.

Light will not be afraid of light, light will merge with light.

The bright flame penetrated directly into the center of Qi Chen's eyebrows, and was swallowed up like the fire of life.

Yan Junqing was stunned, and then screamed: "No, this is my bright flame, give it back to me!"

However, it was not over yet. After devouring the opponent's bright flame, the Shengtian Gate between Yan Junqing's eyebrows also moved.

The Holy Sky Gate flew out and turned into a stream of light, which also entered Qi Chen's mind.

Qi Chen felt something in his heart. He opened his palm and looked at Yan Junqing's Sansheng Sword.

Yan Junqing's whole body stiffened, and he held on to the Sansheng Sword tightly.

The Sansheng Sword was inside the scabbard, struggling continuously. In the end, a terrifying sword light rose up, shattering the scabbard, cutting the palm of Yan Junqing's hand, and rushed towards Qi Chen.

The Sansheng Sword fell into Qi Chen's hand.

It was a very ordinary sword, only three secret lines were engraved on the sword.

It’s just that this rumor is that it is an immortal sword.

Yan Junqing stood there like a fool.

He looked at Qi Chen, crying and laughing, and the blood in his hands kept dripping.

how so.

The Holy Body, the Three Lives Sword, the Holy Heaven Gate, the Flame of Light, and the Flame of Life all appeared on Qi Chen at this moment.

Master Yunmu sighed and whispered: "It turns out that Yan Junqing only helped the Holy Son collect these things."

In the end, these things will all be attributed to the Holy Son.

Because he is the Son, he is the light, it's that simple.

The light of the Buddha statue of the Holy Son increased greatly.

At this time, the facial features on the Buddha statue became clearer, and patches of light spread in all directions like auroras.

This is a bright world, so light can spread far and wide.

Lei Nannan looked at this picture, and his doubts deepened.

The Heavenly Tribulation Sect actually has a somewhat otherworldly meaning and doesn't pay much attention to worldly matters.

It's just that what happened today was too strange.

After the Doomsday War, in order to return to the earth, the demon clan asked some demon clan to stay and reproduce their offspring. The majority of the demon clan returned to the demon clan's home planet, leaving behind the demon clan's gate and a inheritance of the demon clan here.

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If the appearance of the Yaozi is the beginning of the earth's disaster, then the emergence of the Holy Son is the birth of the earth to deal with the Yaozi.
Chapter completed!