Rakshasa Arhara has such a virtue. He looks like he exhaling more energy and intake less energy. Can he turn the tables?

He said this, but he had already been alert in his actions.

The lion still needs all his strength to fight against the rabbit. The monster in front of him is still a Rakshasa demon of one of the thirty-six surnames, so he cannot be taken lightly.

"Hahahahahaha, of course I can, because of your life—"

As it turns out, Rakshasa Arrow does hold an unknown ultimate trump card.

But before she could finish it, Pei Ye raised her foot and kicked Rakshasa Alu in the face.

The weak and seriously injured body made the kick roll three times on the ground.

He raised his head again, and a red footprint was left on his left face, and two lines of bleeding from his nose were flowing.

The monks from outside the little secret realm: "..."

The one who kicked someone in the face without saying a word was the rumored True Lord Yang Hua???

At this moment, even if they didn't deal with Rakshasa Arhat, they still felt a little sympathy for this great demon.

"You're talking nonsense!"

Pei Ye frowned when he saw it.

Only one footprint on the left looked so uncomfortable, I really wanted to make her symmetry.

But she was still rational and restrained the urge to kick it again, and drove the demon-bound rope in her hand to tie Rakshasa Ala up tightly.

Rakshasa Ala lay on the ground and coughed out black blood, his expression seemed ferocious and happy.

"Yang Hua——"

"I said I'm here, I'll say nothing early!"

Rakshasa Ara turned over with great effort, lay on his back on the ground and looked at Pei Ye, and asked coldly: "Do you feel unable to breathe?"

Pei Ye was surprised: "Is this your trump card?"

Rakshasa Ara said, “Isn’t this enough?”

As he spoke, a black magic pattern appeared on his wrinkled eyebrows.

The magic pattern looks like two twisted black heads. After looking at it for a long time, it makes people feel chilled. This is the magic seal of the Rakshasa Demon, one of the thirty-six surnames of the demon clan. Pei Ye was puzzled at first, but the next moment he felt that his throat was strangled by an invisible hand.

Pei Ye: "!!!"

The force of that hand goes from light to heavy.

The air in her chest was forced out little by little, and the gradually deepening suffocation made her unable to sit on the ground, her eyes were covered with red silk.

【What's going on!】

Pei Ye asked about the system and the spirit of the weapon in his heart.

The Spirit of the Artifact: [This body has the slave contract left by the Rakshasa demon, that is, the death contract!]

Pei Ye covered his throat with both hands, feeling the feeling of his neck being tightened by invisible force, and his heart began to fall.

【How could it be? When did the slave contract be left behind?】

Pei Ye has taken over the vest of Zhenjun Yanghua for so long, but he has never found any slave deeds.

Could it be that when the original owner Xiaobao was still there, the slave certificate already existed?

Pei Ye swallowed and breathed in difficulty, and half-kneeled on the ground. His forehead was covered with sweat, and his eyes were raised, almost bulging out of his eye sockets. Despite this, his brain still calmly analyzed: [The demon Yanghua used to collude with the enemy back then was Rakshasa Ala?]

Is this slave creed the way Rakshasa Ala controls Yanghua?

Or, there are other reasons?

No matter what the reason was, Pei Ye finally knew why Rakshasa Alu recognized her female figure before leaving the house.

I'm afraid it's because of this slave contract.

After all, there are probably not many high-level cultivators in Lingji Sect who have slaves in the entire cultivation world.

"Hahaha, it's very uncomfortable, right?" Rakshasa Aro climbed up. Although he didn't have the strength to do anything, it did not prevent her from appreciating the down-and-out and painful appearance of "Yanghua". She relaxed the constraints of Songnuqi, allowing Pei Ye to breathe. "If you ask me, I will spare your life! Just like that time, I lay down at my feet like a dog and gasped, begging, begging, and I like that look very much."

Pei Ye: "!!!"

At the same time, the monks from Xiao Se Realm were confused and unfolded at this god.

"What's wrong with True Lord Yanghua?"

They could not hear the sound, and could only see Pei Ye taking the upper hand and suddenly fell to the ground in pain, as if he was suffocating.

"It must be that the witch Rakshasa Ala used some despicable means!"

This speculation was approved by the monks.

The big guy was filled with indignation and wanted to rush into the small secret realm to help Pei Ye.

The trial disciple who escaped from the sky also sweated coldly for the situation of his life-saving benefactor.

The monk with rich experience and profound experience noticed the marks appearing on Pei Ye's eyebrows.

He slapped his thigh and shouted something was wrong.

"True Lord Yanghua is in danger!"

"Why do you say that?"

The monk explained: "The demon seal on the eyebrows of the True Lord Yanghua is a slave contract, and it is destined to be controlled by the demon of the lower contract, and life and death are in the hands of others. Judging from this situation, it must be Rakshasa Ala who took the opportunity to stabilize his mind and urged the True Lord Yanghua... to hang up..."

It’s okay for ordinary slaves to have a strong spiritual sense, but they can resist, and even make the demons who are lowering the contract suffer the backlash.

However, Rakshasa Ala is one of the thirty-six great demons. The slave contract she gave her may even be a cultivator with a level higher than her, let alone the True Lord Yanghua in the early stage of the Nascent Soul. After being controlled, she will never get rid of the constraints in this life and will only be trapped until death.

For a moment, the monks did not dare to look at the faces of the disciples of Lingji Sect.

I didn't dare to look at Yang Jing Yutan and the others' expressions.

Yang Jingzhenjun said: "Haha, is this actually it..."

True Lord Yutan was silent.

The two of them knew very well that this slave contract was definitely not what they had just taken.

This senior brother Bao seems wild, but he is always alert to Rakshasa Ala and does not give her a chance to attack her from close range. Then there is only one reasonable explanation, and the slave creed has existed earlier. So, the question now is what time period is this "early".

The battlefield of the Battle of Tufang Valley?

Or before the war begins?

Is it after the True Lord Yanghua joined Lingji Sect?

Or, before the True Lord Yanghua joined Lingji Sect?

The inside story behind this made the two of them dare not think deeply. Zhenjun Yang Jing had no time to think about it. He just looked at Pei Ye who was tortured in the painting with concern, secretly pinched the hilt of the knife. The murderous intent surged around him made the nearby disciples pale, and even affected the cultivators of other sects.

Yutan patted his shoulder lightly at the critical moment.

"Senior Sister Yangxiao..."

Master Yang Jingzhen said lightly: "I'm fine."

Yutan: “…”

This aura of wanting to kill is even heavier than the death of Master back then. Is it really okay?

In the Little Secret Realm, Rakshasa Aro smiled happily at Pei Ye who was tortured by the slaves, but her voice was hoarse and as rough as sandpaper, which made people feel uncomfortable: "You kneel over now, please come over, or lick my toes clean, so that you can save your life."

Pei Ye smiled and said gracefully: "Are you stupid? Come and lick your dad, I still dislike your dad!"

Rakshasa Arrow suddenly lowered his face: "If you don't want toast, you will be punished for wine!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Pei Ye felt that his skin was covered with countless ants, and there were ants chewing on his eyes and ears. The fine and dense pain turned into an unbearable itch and a severe pain that penetrated his bone marrow. It made people want to use their hands to grab all their skin and hair. There was a voice in his mind that bewitched her doing this - as long as she did, she would be relieved.

Pei Ye grabbed the ground with both hands, and even though he pointed out the blood, he didn't say a word, and endured it.
Chapter completed!