I Pushed Through The Weird World

Chapter 272 Red Dust Immortal Arrives

Jubao yawned, rubbed his eyes, walked up to the man with the flag in front of him, swung his tail, and licked his lips.

It would have been comfortable to sleep on.

But suddenly many voices sounded in its heart, telling it that there were tributes here.

It followed those voices and appeared here.

“It smells so good~”

Jubao murmured in his heart.

The smell of the man in front of him made him very appetizing.

Is this a sacrifice?

"Who are you"

Tie Wenhao's voice was dry as he was stared at by Ju Bao who walked up to him.

The opponent's orange cat form is definitely just a facade, I'm afraid he is an evil god!

Although his iron-blooded battle flag is strange, it is just an imitation. The upper limit is to let himself reach the limit of Divine Ability Realm, and he will definitely not be an opponent of an evil god.

He had a premonition that he was going to fall into trouble today.

Tie Wenhao didn't wait to answer.

Jubao smelled the fragrance and couldn't help it.

"Ouch~"

It let out a milky roar and opened its mouth, revealing its short, pink tongue and licking it toward Tie Wenhao.

Tie Wenhao:? ? ?

Suck it~

Ju Bao took a sip of saliva.

The cute little tongue shot out like a long snake, and shot into Tie Wenhao's body

"ah!!!"

The screams echoed around.

Tie Wenhao raised his head to the sky and screamed, the phantom of the Jagged Battle Flag flickered on and off behind him, like a projection without a signal, distorting little by little in the direction of Ju Bao.

As the iron-blooded battle flag bound to the soul was forcibly swallowed and pulled away, Tie Wenhao's aura was a little sluggish.

He wanted to resist.

But his soul was being torn apart bit by bit, but his body seemed to be under a holding spell, and he couldn't even move.

“So delicious!”

Ju Bao's jewel-like eyes shone brightly, revealing joy, as if he had tasted the supreme delicacy.

Accompanied by Tie Wenhao's screams.

A broken iron-blooded battle flag was pulled out of his body bit by bit by Ju Bao's tongue, turning into stars and disappearing into the void.

And at the other end of the secret realm.

The previously disappeared stars appeared out of nowhere and landed in Gu Yan's pet bag with orange treasures on his waist.

It turned out that the orange treasure in front of Tie Wenhao was just a flesh and blood projection in his own flesh and blood realm.

Its body is still sleeping in Gu Yan's interspatial bag.

When the brilliance of the Jagged Battle Banner completely dissipated, Ju Bao withdrew his long tongue and showed a contented smile.

"What the hell are you."

Tie Wenhao was like a dry corpse, half kneeling on the ground, as if rubbing against old bark, spitting out a sound the size of a mosquito.

Orange Treasure was already full, and consciously wanted to go back to sleep.

But he is soft-spoken.

Its beard trembled, and it told Tie Wenhao the name of the countless subtle consciousness calls that suddenly appeared: "My name is the Lord of Flesh and Flesh, so is the Orange Treasure."

"Lord of flesh and blood?"

"Orange treasure?"

While talking.

Bits of black ash fell off his body.

The corners of Tie Wenhao's mouth twitched, showing an ugly smile: "Old Ancestor, you heard it. Take revenge for me!"

When Ju Bao heard this, his face changed.

"How dare you cheat on my aunt!"

A pink claw clawed in the air.

Bang~

Tie Wenhao's remains turned into countless black ash and exploded.

so far.

In the entire secret realm, together with Tianjiao Tie Wenhao who ranked tenth on the Great Moon Earth Ranking, there was absolutely no breath of life.

"yawn."

"Hey, I don't feel anything strange, but I have a bad feeling, nya~"

"Forget it, take Gu Yan and run away first."

"But, be a little disguised!"

Jubao glanced at the secret realm that was somehow stained blood brown by himself, raised his little paws high, and snapped his fingers.

The flesh and blood squirmed and turned into a round platform.

On the round platform, there are dense patterns and twisted images, which are very similar to the altar of the afterlife cult that Jubao and Gu Yan saw a long time ago when they accidentally entered the netherworld.

"hey-hey."

Ju Bao looked at his masterpiece with satisfaction, and his body tilted towards the flesh carpet under his feet like a liquid, blending into it.

Whether it’s useful or not, we’ll talk about it after we do it.

After following Gu Yan for so long, it has gained some insights.

As Ju Bao left, the surroundings fell into complete silence except for the corrosive and friction sounds of the meat carpets returning to normal.

A breath of death.

Escape in the secret realm.

Outside the secret realm.

The moment Tie Wenhao fell, Shang Gong Xiyu, who was sitting outside the teleportation array, turned pale, covered her body with her arms, and spit out a large mouthful of purple blood.

"Sister!"

The surrounding female disciples of the Pity Sect were confused by this sudden situation and quickly gathered around them.

"The Secret of Concentric Connection!"

"Xiyu, you used the secret method of concentric connection on others!!!"

Only the elders of the pity sect who maintained the stability of the teleportation array in the distance saw the large mouthful of purple blood spat out by Shang Gong Xiyu and knew what had happened.

"What?"

After hearing the elder's words, the disciples of the Pity Sect also reacted to what happened to their senior sister.

The secret method of concentric connection is a secret method of dual cultivation.

Generally, only true disciples of the Compassion Sect who meet talented people with superior qualifications and prospects will use this secret method to improve their cultivation speed and understanding of rules.

for exchange.

If the woman dies, nothing will happen to the man.

But once the man dies, the female disciple who cast the spell will lose half of her life even if she dies, and her soul will be damaged.

"Sister, who are you bound to?"

A female inner sect who was sheltering under Shang Gong Xiyu asked worriedly.

"Tie Wenhao!"

"It's Tie Wenhao!"

"Hurry and tell Master, Tie Wenhao has fallen in the secret realm!"

Shang Gong Xiyu was being held by someone, her face was as golden as jade, and her breath was sluggish.

"What!"

When the elder of the pity sect who maintained the formation heard this, his expression turned even uglier than that of Shang Gong Xiyu.

Tie Wenhao is one of the preparatory inheritors of the Tie family's iron-blooded battle flag. He is of great significance to the Tie family. Once he falls in the realm of her pity sect, even if there is some friendship in the past, it will be an earthquake for the pity sect!

"Master."

This elder, regardless of whether it was true or false, immediately sent a message to the master who was in retreat to stabilize the third realm.

Yao Yue stood alone in a corner, looking at the pity faction members in confusion in surprise.

"Tie Wenhao is dead?"

The first murderer that came to her mind was Gu Yan.

In the entire secret realm, I am afraid that only Gu Yan has the strength to harm Tie Wenhao's life!

But Tie Wenhao’s identity is a bit unusual!

Because she was worried that Gu Yan would have scruples, she did not tell Gu Yan about Tie Wenhao's special identity.

When Yao Yue thought of this, she felt regretful and immediately grasped the exquisite boat under her sleeves.

Why don't you run away first?

In her heart, she had already concluded that it was Gu Yan's hand.

only.

next moment.

The wind and clouds in the void above everyone's heads changed, and the clouds turned into a blood-red color and trembled, like a hundred-mile battle flag fluttering, and like long red hair flying, occupying all the void in the field of vision.

"Who killed my descendants!"

A red-haired young man appeared in front of everyone out of thin air and spoke calmly.

(End of chapter)