It seemed that the situation was more difficult than he imagined.

Yang Yi frowned and thought for a long time, then knelt down and gently touched Xizhao's head.

"Sunset, sunset?!"

At this moment, Xizhao's whole body was like a balloon that was about to burst. His whole body was in pain, and Yang Yi's warm hands brought a sense of relief to his cold body.

Silky warmth.

He opened his eyes with difficulty and looked at Yang Yi, but he could no longer see clearly. Yang Yi's face was a blur of black shadow, and he murmured.

"Mom, is that you?"

"I am Yang Yi."

Seeing Xizhao in such pain, Yang Yi didn't know how to tell him the cruel truth. He could only touch his head and ask, "What's wrong with you?"

"I hurt so much, it hurts so much"

With every painful cry of Xizhao, the demonic energy in his body became more and more uncontrollable. Yang Yi used the power of purification to purify, but it was of no avail.

Seeing that the demonic energy was about to invade his body, Xizhao opened his eyes, and he struggled to control the demonic energy from getting close to Yang Yi.

He knew that the aura on his body would make Yang Yi suffer.

"what is going on?"

Yang Yi frowned. Although he was sure that Xizhao became like this and had something to do with Jiang Nu, but now he had no way to restore Xizhao, and as time went by, Xizhao's mind became unstable at the moment.

He stood up, and the black horns once again sprouted from his head, which were sharp and glowing with cold light, as if they were about to turn black at any time.

"It hurts."

Xizhao murmured, "You go."

He stretched out his little hand, and despite the severe pain in his body, he still pushed Yang Yi hard. He could feel that he was about to turn into a complete monster. He didn't want to hurt the man in front of him.

"Walk"

Yang Yi also guessed Xizhao's situation, and his expression became cold and solemn.

With his purifying power, it would be impossible to purify Xizhao, but he couldn't kill Xizhao, right?

Maybe I can try it with the Holy Light Sword, but Xizhao is still just a child

While Yang Yi was hesitating, Xizhao let out a low roar, and the next second, the aura on his body became sinister.

He slowly stood up and stared at Yang Yi. At this time, the demonic energy in the magic circle was about to be filled, and no one could come to save Yang Yi.

Yang Yi will not dismantle the magic circle, otherwise, the people of Okaro will suffer.

"Xizhao, wake up, it's me!"

Yang Yi said loudly, but Xizhao's pupils were already filled with a hint of scarlet. He raised his hand slightly, and the demonic energy in his hand suddenly turned into a long knife and slashed towards Yang Yi.

"boom!"

Yang Yi quickly dodged. The area covered by the magic circle was not large, and the fighting space between the two was also very small. Xizhao could control the demonic energy, which restricted Yang Yi's actions.

There was only a moment of hesitation, and the next second, Yang Yi launched the Holy Light Sword.

The moment the Holy Light Sword appeared, a sacred aura suddenly emerged, and the demonic aura lingering around Yang Yi immediately disappeared. Not only that, the demonic aura within the entire magic circle also disappeared.

At this moment, Xizhao has turned into an irrational monster, but even a monster can feel the aura emerging from the Holy Light Sword that makes him fearful.

He did not dare to attack rashly, but wanted to turn around and escape, but the isolation circle arranged by Yang Yi would not let him leave easily.

Xizhao finally became a little annoyed. He bared his teeth dangerously at Yang Yi, and launched countless attacks at Yang Yi, but they were all dispersed by the light emitted by the Holy Light Sword.

In desperation, Xizhao began to gather demonic energy to attack the magic circle, and he wanted to leave from here.
Chapter completed!