"Contract? What contract?" The female Dharma Saint felt something was wrong.

"Don't worry, you'll know in a while." Zhao Sicheng said slowly, and threw the male Dharma Saint Alvin to the female Dharma Saint of Ice.

The female Dharma Saint couldn't help but shudder. She already had a premonition that the contract was not a good thing.

The female Dharma Saint still caught her husband with both hands and looked at her husband's breath. She felt that her husband was really just unconscious and then she breathed a sigh of relief.

"Evan, Evan..." Alvin woke up at the call of the female Dharma Saint.

When Alvin saw his wife, he said anxiously: "Dinah, are you caught too?"

Female Fasten Dinah shook her head and asked, "Even, do you feel uncomfortable in your body?"

Alvin was also nervous, and the other six holy levels also looked at Alvin. They were originally eight people, but they had no choice but to Zhao Sicheng. If one holy level was missing, it was wrong, two holy levels, and today's hope of leaving this strange space would be even more slim.

Alvin said happily: "There is no discomfort. Dinah, I broke through the mid-level of the Saint level and entered the late-level of the Saint level."

"Alvin, check it carefully, is there really nothing wrong?" Dinah didn't believe it. Zhao Sicheng would only give without asking for anything in return.

The other six saint levels were also very nervous, waiting for Alvin's result. Zhao Sicheng was quite tolerant of these subordinates and did not take the opportunity to attack. Several saint levels were not worth Zhao Sicheng's sneak attack.

Alvin carefully checked his body and found that there was nothing wrong with him except for breakthroughs.

Zhao Sicheng also had a trace of arc on his lips, and he said to the other six holy-level temptations: "How is it? Do you want to sign a contract with me? You will also break through."

"Contract?" Alvin discovered that his breakthrough was not simple, but he still couldn't find anything wrong.

Alvin said to Zhao Sicheng: "What contract did you sign with me?"

Zhao Sicheng said unhappily: "Don't you know to respect your master?"

"Master?" Alvin was angry, "You little brat, want to be my master, too."

"Ah...ah..." Alvin cried with a headache. Not everyone could bear the pain from the soul. Even if he was the Dharma Saint, his will was stronger and he was beaten up in pain.

Zhao Sicheng did not stimulate Alvin's life imprint. The backlash from the contract rune itself also made Alvin feel in pain.

"Master!" Alvin screamed these two words with pain, but he didn't expect that the severe pain that made him feel overwhelmed disappeared instantly. Alvin lay on the ground and gasped heavily. Alvin's magic robe was soaked in sweat. He no longer wanted to experience the painful feeling just now.

Zhao Sicheng no longer cared about Alvin, but instead asked the other six holy levels: "Where are you?"

Dinah didn't dare to move anymore. Her husband's life was in the other party's hands.

When the other six holy levels saw Alvin's tragic situation, they did not dare to sign a contract with Zhao Sicheng. A swordsman with a yellow beard shouted: "Go to die!"

The yellowish fighting spirit erupted, and he also knew that he would have to kill this little boy today, otherwise he would have been as miserable as Alvin.

Zhao Sicheng didn't want to waste his time anymore. The bloodthirsty sword flew out of his hand and quickly became larger, cutting the fighting spirit of the earth-based sword saint in half.

The yellow-bearded earth-shaped swordsman felt a sense of chest tightness, and blood was flowing from the corners of his mouth.

Zhao Sicheng's sword was accompanied by demonic power. Zhao Sicheng's fierce demonic power had already damaged the internal organs of the sword saint.

The other two holy-level thieves and three sword saints also found that this was inappropriate. If this continues, they will be defeated by Zhao Sicheng.

These five holy levels have become more determined to kill Zhao Sicheng. Five holy levels besiege a little boy in the early stage of holy levels. Such a shameful thing must not be known to other holy levels.

The injured earth sword saint took out a bottle of blue magic potion from the space ring, looked at the bottle of magic potion with a little pain, and then opened the bottle cap and poured the bottle of blue magic potion into one mouthful.

The Earth-type Sword Saint drank the magic potion and obviously felt that he was much better. Not only did his injuries heal a lot, but the fighting spirit in his body was also stimulated by this bottle of magic potion. The Earth-type Sword Saint was immediately promoted from the middle stage of the Saint level to the peak of the Saint level.

This bottle of magic potion is a potion that stimulates potential, and the Earth Sword Saint has already started to fight to the death.

The earth-type sword saint was already flushed after drinking the potion. The peak of the holy level fighting spirit poured into the sword and shouted: "Dimen Slash!"

Among the two Saint-level thieves, the black-haired thief used a "backstab", and the masked thief used a "Phantom Phantom".

Zhao Sicheng was extremely unhappy when he saw the masked thief who used the "Phantom Phantom" and kept waving in front of him.

The footwork of the masked thief's "Phantom Phantom" was full of flaws in Zhao Sicheng's eyes, so Zhao Sicheng kicked the masked thief's true body, which was exactly in the belly of the masked thief.

Fortunately, Zhao Sicheng did not want to kill the masked thief, so Zhao Sicheng only used five points of his strength to do this kick. The masked thief is also a Saint-level powerhouse and has a strong defense.

Even so, the masked thief bowed his body and quickly retreated, and his body hit the barrier of the formation space heavily, and then fell down the barrier.

The masked thief suddenly squirted out a large mouthful of blood. The masked thief could get up, but he had lost his combat power.

There was no masked thief shaking in front of Zhao Sicheng's eyes. Zhao Sicheng flashed lightly and avoided the "back thorn" of the black-haired thief.

Zhao Sicheng was even happier when he saw the strength of the fighting spirit of the Earth Sword Saint. Since he wanted to stop his subordinates, it would be better to restrain him by a stronger subordinate. If he was too weak, he would not be of much use if he was too weak.

"The stars fell!" Zhao Sicheng used the strongest attack move he could use now in the Great Yan Star Decision. Zhao Sicheng's arms turned silver, and his young body seemed to turn into a star, rushing towards the earth-type sword saint.

With a "boom!", Zhao Sicheng and the Earth-Crack Slash, the Earth-Crack Slash, collided with the Earth-Crack Slash. Zhao Sicheng used the most violent means to forcibly break the Earth-Crack Slash, the Earth-Crack Slash.

However, Zhao Sicheng himself was not feeling well. Zhao Sicheng cursed: "Damn it, this body is still too weak. You should be careful in the future. This weak body almost collapsed."

He took the "Earth Slash" at the peak of the Saint-level. Zhao Sicheng's arms were already bloody and bloody, but Zhao Sicheng didn't care and began to use the law of life to repair the injured arms.

At this time, the innate vitality in Zhao Sicheng's magic pill suddenly appeared. Zhao Sicheng's arms were quickly treated by the innate vitality at a speed visible to the naked eye, just like the injury I had just suffered, just an illusion.

Attached today's victory:

Lunar calendar: November 12th (Yiwei) (Clashing the Ox)

Good and bad luck today: good (famous and auspicious day)

Today's auspicious time: Yin, Mao, Shen, Xu

Today's bad time: Chou, Chen, Si, You

Twenty-Eight Constellations:

It is suitable for: sacrifice, marriage, earthbreaking, and burial

Taboo: capture, migration

Finally, Xiao Shi begged: "Please click, recommend, and collect."
Chapter completed!