Bad Master: Disciple, don't make trouble, you are pregnant!

The black-robed elder of the Poison Demon Sect, who is proficient in voodoo techniques and has won the trust of the suzerain Fan Feiping, fled in embarrassment at this moment, with venomous eyes.

He didn't dare to go up to the sky, otherwise, he would be more likely to be caught by Zhuge Haixu's aura.

At this moment, he can only fly quickly on the ground.

In this way, Zhuge's aura can only find the approximate direction of his escape, which is not so precise.

As long as they can escape from Panmang Mountain and return to the Poison Demon Sect, they will be safe.

Moreover, this plan is not without effect.

At least he gave Zhengdao a warning, disrupted the Martial Arts Conference, and returned to the Poison Demon Sect, the suzerain Fan Feiping would not blame too much.

As long as they can escape...they will have a chance to make a comeback, what Wei Canglan, what Zhuge Haixu, they will have a chance to take revenge in the future.

The elder thought viciously in his heart, clenched his teeth and creaked, almost crushing his teeth.

Just as his mind was turning, suddenly his disciple Gan Ze panicked and cried out:
"Master!"

"Why panic, we have not been caught now! We can't mess around..."

"No, Master...Look at the sky...it seems that there is something..."

Although the movements on his feet didn't stop and the speed didn't slow down, Gan Ze's face was full of bewilderment.

Following the voice, the elder also frowned and looked up.

However, this look made him stagger and fall a few feet away.

"Master..."

Gan Ze hurried over to help Master up, but he himself was not much better.

The billowing ashes in the sky seemed to be a huge beast that wanted to devour everything, and it was bound to drown the two of them, master and apprentice.

"Master, what is that..."

At this moment, the fear in the elder's heart was also awakened.

He didn't stop, and continued to gallop against the wind, without answering the disciple's question.

His survival instinct made him realize that the danger above the sky was far more terrifying than the waterline behind him.

"Hurry up, hurry up."

"Leave here, you and I must leave."

"Otherwise there will be no burial place for death."

"Master..."

Gan Ze cried unbelievably.

He noticed that the burning ashes began to change again.

I saw a shock from the thick fog of ashes, and a huge inexplicable bulge appeared the next moment, as if something was about to rush out from below.

Gan Ze didn't dare to look any further, followed his master and leaped another ten miles.

……

In the martial arts arena, everyone noticed the sky behind Wei Canglan, and the mysterious and oppressive landscape began to change again.

On top of the ashes, a large bulge appeared inexplicably, and the ashes and raging fire on it were slowly blowing away.

something is coming out...

This is what everyone thinks.

There was something hidden under the particularly raised ashes.

It is about to break through the fog.

coming!

I saw a hole in the ashes of the fire, followed by a red-skinned, ferocious and angry giant face slowly protruding from the ashes.

A vajra statue.

The eyes and eyebrows of the Dhamma are covered with billowing fire.

From the mouth and nose, a scorching and majestic breath gushed out with the breath, even blowing away the ashes that covered the sky.

Roughly estimated, this amulet is as large as a hundred miles in radius, and even nearly a hundred feet from the ground, covering the entire Martial Arts Field and even Panmang Mountain.

Everyone.

Whether it's Zhuge Haixu and his silly granddaughter, the beautiful woman and the younger sister of the Jade Phoenix Sect, or Du Ruixi and the tripod bearers of other sects, even Chen Yu and Tang Canxi, including Chen Yu and Tang Canxi, have all the expressions on their faces. The expression on his face gradually changed from astonishment and horror to devout pursuit.

A Buddhist image appeared in the world without making a sound, as if carrying the supreme Sanskrit sound, cleansing the dirt in everyone's hearts and cleansing their souls.

Some disciples with lower cultivation bases directly bowed their knees and knelt down with their eyes closed.

Ordinary people will only feel fear or majesty when they see the image of King Yinhuoming.

That's because they are not cultivators, do not have aura, and do not understand the true meaning of this Dharma image.

But the cultivators present are different. Whether they are monks or warriors, they all rely on spiritual energy to complete their cultivation and achieve breakthroughs in realms.

And the supreme aura brought by the manifestation of the Ming King's Dharma is like the supreme aura gathered by countless Buddhist disciples in the Western Regions, like the holy place of Zen Buddhism, the top of the snow mountain, the relic of the handed down Buddha, shining thousands of miles and benefiting everyone. Ze world people.

Zhuge Haixu stared at Wei Canglan. After seeing the Dharma figure, he could no longer take his eyes off Wei Canglan.

Even when he looked at the other party, it was no longer admiration, but turned into admiration with fear.

Practitioners, strength is the respect.

Wei Canglan was in his early twenties, yet he was able to mobilize Faxiang so easily.

Zhuge Haixu is not as good as him.

He also didn't expect that Wei Canglan would directly call out the Dharma figure to kill that demon elder...

Although it feels like killing a chicken with a sledgehammer, I have to admire his talent.

I have never practiced in Buddhism, but I have mastered such secret methods as indestructible diamond and summoning method.

What else can I say?
One word.

Strong.

At this moment, Zhuge Haixu's admiration for Wei Canglan has reached an incomparable level.

As for the latter, seeing King Yinhuo Ming again, he was quite satisfied.

It's okay, similar to the one summoned in Erya City last time.

Handsome and majestic.

For the monks of the magic way, it is simply a big killer.

Hey.

Now, he should be able to kill that elder, right?

It's hard to say.

I never knew what kind of cultivation that elder was.

If Nabi is a ruthless person with all-powerful principles, wouldn't I be in trouble?
It doesn't matter if you stumble, the worst is to take the disciples and run away, but in this way, the character set I have established in the past four years will disappear.

Ugh.

There must be a way for a boat to reach the mountain, and a straight road for a car to reach the bridge.

The string is in the arrow, and it has to be sent.

The whole thing!

Wei Canglan, who was a bit desperate, looked at the waterline that was still looking for the direction, narrowed his eyes slightly, and communicated with the spirit of the drinking fire king above the nine heavens:
"Brother, did you see that, at the end of the waterline, that monster is still on the run."

"You make a prediction and kill him directly!"

As soon as the thought fell in his mind, the flames of the fire-drinking king in the high-altitude ashes suddenly shot out more than ten feet.

The hot air from the nostrils was like a tornado, blowing the ground and the clothes of the people below.

Some disciples stood unsteadily and were blown away by Vajra's breath.

Immediately afterwards, under the incomprehensible eyes of everyone, the Ming King of Drinking Fire slowly protruded a red, muscular arm from the thick ashes.

Arms like Optimus Prime, palms the size of mountains, and magma rolling under the thick surface.

In the end, King Ming's angry eyes frowned fiercely, scorching flames gushed out, and he exerted force suddenly.

The huge arm hiding the crimson magma raised up, and slammed it against the end of the waterline.

boom--