The two palm orders of the mist knife were ready to ask for help from the boss they mentioned.

The two father-in-laws of the Changsheng Sect chose to ask for help from the General Palace they mentioned... It is worth noting that the two brothers, Gu and Eunuch Lan, seemed to have concealed the news of discovering such a secret realm. They seemed to want to take over this secret realm by themselves.

Until now, they found that they were unable to swallow this secret realm, so they chose to report to the headquarters of the Changsheng Cult.

Several metal spiders the size of a palm lurked under the thick moss, hearing both sides clearly.

Wu Tie ran away at all speed to the ancient gods' camp.

The Poyuan Blood Sword was extremely vicious, and large pieces of clear water-like plasma were constantly sprayed out from his wound. The evil power of the Poyuan Blood Sword invaded his body, constantly destroying Wu Tie's normal physiological functions.

The Yuan Gang condensed in Wu Tie's body took the initiative to face the evil power of the Poyuan Blood Sword. The two continued to fight near Wu Tie's wound. The Yuan Gang condensed by Wu Tie was wiped out a little. After the evil power of the Poyuan Blood Sword swallowed up part of Wu Tie's essence and blood aura, it continued to grow.

Compared with the supernatural powers of the Eight Palm Order, Wu Tie is two major realms in realm, and his strength is too different.

"Old Tie, let me start a war with them..." With the help of an invisible force field, Wu Tie jumped like the wind, jumped up in the air from time to time and glided for several miles, and his speed was extremely fast.

Finally, before fainting, Wu Tie rushed back to the ancient gods camp.

Lao Tie was already standing at the entrance of the Ancient Gods Armored Battalion. More than a dozen metal spiders rushed up and dragged Wu Tie, who had fallen to the ground with great force, and rushed back to the Ancient Gods Armored Battalion.

Some metal spiders were busy blocking the entrance of the ancient gods' camp.

"Which elite warrior was not refined by almost dying on the battlefield? Grandpa, I might... a little bit of arousing the growth?" Lao Tie shook his head and walked into the ancient gods' camp, muttering all the way.

"However, with my grandfather, I should not be in danger... Well, if you want to release such an attack next time, how many months of Yuan energy will you have to accumulate? This dog has ruined his body too much."
Chapter completed!