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God said there should be light, but there should not be light.

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

The light on the statue of the Holy Son Buddha fell on Lu Feng. The wound on his body healed at a speed visible to the naked eye. The confusion caused by using the demon eyes just now was slowly returning.

The fire of life is burning violently, and the air around it seems to be cheering.

Lu Feng sat on the ground, he lowered his head and looked at his hands, the light was a little dazzling.

He thought he had fallen into darkness, but he didn't expect to go to heaven.

how so?

He was a little stunned.

Of course, it was not the only person involved who asked this question in his heart.

Jin Zhang looked at Lu Feng in shock. He felt everything in his heart because he was the holy envoy and he was carrying a ray of water waves.

When the three thousand lights merged into this world, some leaked out and fell on humans and passed on from generation to generation, so there was a holy envoy.

He murmured, no wonder he had a good impression of Lu Feng, because the other party was the Holy Son.

But will the Holy Son and the Demon Son be the same person?

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

Master Yunmu's expression was extremely complicated. The Buddhist beads held in his hand kept trembling. At the end, with force, the line of the Buddhist beads broke, and the Buddhist beads fell to the ground, and the crisp sound dripped.

Lei Dongnan opened his mouth, his eyes widened, and he wanted to say something, but in the end he was only a long sigh. He subconsciously picked up his teacup and found that the tea had already been cold.

"How is this possible!"

The Starry Sky Master held the handle of the chair tightly, and his knuckles turned white.

"Demon son, how could it be the Holy son? You must have made some mistakes."

Luo Wudi was silent, but he still didn't believe this fact.

...

Jian Ning gasped, Huange, who was standing beside him, had a stiff face and his eyes almost came out.

"What's this? Is God's joke?" Qu Jiangshui's eyes flashed, and he didn't know what to say.

Feng Huo howled, looking at Lu Feng who was bathed in the light, he thought to himself that his pet was really excellent, both a demon and a saint, and he had no face to lose.

Mo Yuanyuan's eyes were filled with tears. She knew that what happened today finally had a turnaround.

Mr. Fu stood there in a daze, his eyes were extremely complicated. He took the demon son away, but now he is, is he a demon son or a saint son?

Even though he lived for thousands of years, this situation was not recorded in ancient books.

What should I do?

What should I do if the demon son is still a saint son?

No one can tell him.

Both sides were completely confused.

The master's chin was almost falling off. It was not wrong to Lu Feng feel the demonic aura in Buddhism, but it was not wrong to Lu Feng feel the aura of light now.

The human race is searching for the holy son, while the demon race is constantly searching for the demon son, but it turns out to appear on a person.

You can't cut Lu Feng in half, right?

"No!"

A sudden burst of excitement roar sounded at the scene. If it were the ones who were most stimulated, it was definitely Zhuang Yang.

He stared at Lu Feng with a lot of blood in his eyes.

"How could you be the Holy Son? You are the Demon Son? Don't think that you can escape the disaster by using any means and return my light to me."

He is the Holy Son!

He should stand on the heads of everyone, he should become the best, and he should become the immortal of this era!

However, all of this was deprived of Lu Feng.

The people around were silent. They understood Li Yang's grief and anger. This terrible blow, if it were them, would have been crazy now.

What willpower is a sword cultivator who has been struggling for decades to pull out the Three Life Sword? However, at this moment, he almost cried bitterly.

Lu Feng looked up and looked at Zhuang Yang. His eyes were 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 part of his eyebrows. Gradually, Lu Feng's face appeared on the statue of the Holy Son Buddha.

He is a demon son and a holy son.

Everyone was in a complicated mood, and this sudden change exceeded their expectations, even Master Yunmu did not expect it.

"The demon son comes out, the holy son appears..." He murmured, suddenly understanding what this sentence means.

It’s not that when the demon appears, they can find the Holy Son.

Instead, there is a demon son, there must be a holy son.

If the demon son and the holy son were originally on the same person, then this sentence would be correct.

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

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

He looked at the statue of the Holy Son. If nothing unexpected happens, the statue of the Holy Son in the Buddhist sect will also appear Lu Feng's face.

Lu Feng finally came back 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 is he a demon son and a holy son?

But he suddenly thought of a very serious problem. He cursed the Holy Son all the way. Wouldn't he say that he was scolding himself?

Thinking of this, he couldn't help laughing out loud.

"You demon boy, you still have the face to smile!"

Wei Yang was furious, and he was so angry that his whole body trembled, as if he was abandoned by this world.
Chapter completed!