The Saint Lord Spits Blood!

Outside Yue Zhong's room within the Red Dawn Holy Palace, the Saint Lord and the 4 Saint Children stood quietly.

The Saint Lord swept Hong Xia a glance, who smiled lightly and pressed on the door.

The door immediately slid into the ground noiselessly.

At that same instant, the Saint Lord burst forth with his Type 7 strength, his eyes flashing coldly. His hands were stretched out like claws, grabbing the sleeping 'Yue Zhong'.

The 4 Saint Children also rushed forward to occupy the various points of the room in a flash.

"Got it!!" The Saint Lord chuckled, as though he had already seen the image of him breaking through to the Type 8 realm, becoming invincible. His dreams of living to a thousand years were within reach. He slapped out at 'Yue Zhong's head and a powerful violet energy blasted out.

However, at the next moment, his face flashed with shock, as the clone on the bed dissipated.