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

Without too many quarrels, without analyzing the pros and cons, Wang Xiaoran finally reached an agreement with Wei Canglan.

No matter how many people from the Sand Bone Race come from the opposite side, what they have to do is to stick to this Bone Extinguishing City.

I don't know if there will be reinforcements, and I don't know if I can hold it.

Everything is full of unknowns and challenges.

However, they more or less understand in their hearts that in fact, if they stick to it, there is no chance of winning.

So is it meaningful to stick to Bone Slayer City?
do not know.

No one knows.

For the desert behind him, for the common people?

Those were nothing more than cheering slogans.

Who can stand up for others when death is really near?
Wei Canglan was an ordinary person in his heart.

If it hadn't been for the dog system to issue a mission, if it hadn't been for considering his personality, if Li Jin hadn't been by his side, he might have turned around and left.

As for the life and death of the disciples of the Meihu Sect, he really didn't want to think about the imminent disaster.

But some things don't need to be meaningful.

After the artillery was cooled with cold water, it bombarded the sand-bone tribe for several rounds, and was eventually scrapped due to the overheating of the barrel and the fading of the rune power.

Without the artillery, the Sandbone Clan became even more unscrupulous.

But fortunately, the [-] cannons who died heroically completed their mission and continued the war until dawn.

The eastern sky turned pale.

Chaoyang is like a sleeping child who just woke up, had a sweet dream, and then stretched himself.

On the top of the city, there were less than fifty Meihu Sect disciples, all looking extremely tired.

Stimulating the cannon exhausted their magic energy, forcing them to sit down and adjust their breath to recover their strength.

Wei Canglan, Wang Xiaoran and others have been recharging their energy and recharging their energy, waiting for the arrival of the tens of thousands of Shabone Tribe troops.

The string in everyone's heart is tense, staring at the horizon where the earth and the sky connect in the distance.

During the period, Xiao Nan once ran out and came back, sending back information about the scout disciples.

The Sand Bone Clan is still marching this way, without stopping.

The last trace of luck is gone.

Wei Canglan stood upright. Under the morning light, he stood proudly with his hands behind his back, showing no trace of fear or trembling at the approach of the army.

Li Jin was so nervous that her breathing became short of breath.

She once bravely killed the enemy when Yuyao Building invaded Cangxing Gate.

However, most of the enemies she faced that time were monsters with low IQ.

This time, what she needs to face is the barbarians of the Shabone tribe who are powerful and capable of learning.

Fortunately, Master has been standing by his side so that she will not be too scared.

boom -

Suddenly, there was a deafening sound in the distance, as if the city walls were trembling under their feet.

Everyone who had relaxed their vigilance trembled in shock.

Wang Xiaoran narrowed his gaze, turned over and looked away.

On the horizon, rows of black shadows emerged at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Soon, the black shadows became extraordinarily thick, charging one by one, roaring and screaming, like galloping bison, charging towards the Bone City.

The black cloud overwhelms the city and wants to destroy it.

When Wei Canglan saw this, this poem flashed in his mind.

The army assembled by tens of thousands of sand-bone tribes does not seem to have the orderliness that should be in the ranks, and there is no trace of training, but they are huge in size and occupy an absolute advantage in number. From a distance, they look like Waves of black waves are about to sweep over.

Seeing such a scene, many Meihu sects subconsciously covered their heads and squatted down, screamed and sat down on the ground.

Several days of defending the city had left them exhausted.

The arrival of Wei Canglan yesterday made them regain their confidence.

But this early in the morning, he had to face the unshakable disciple, even with Wei Canglan's help, there was no chance of winning.

Some disciples were sobbing, tidying up the tattered hem of their skirts from many days of fighting, their eyes were empty.

Some girls even took out a dressing box that they hadn't used for a few days, and painted themselves a beautiful makeup.

This feeling is like they are going to give up resistance and prepare to face the final death.

Wei Canglan watched, unable to bear it.

If I didn't have the dog system and golden fingers, I'm afraid I would collapse like them at this moment.

"kill!"

In the distance, the sound of killing shook the sky.

Each of the sand-bone tribes seemed to have been injected with chicken blood, their speed was extremely fast, and they were extremely fast.

When they got closer, Wei Canglan saw each other clearly, and frowned suddenly, realizing that things were not simple.

I saw that the white or copper-colored bone armor that was originally covered on the sand-bone tribe's body was now covered with wisps of black smoke.

Obviously, their bone armor has been strengthened by some kind of spell or breath.

"Master, they... are different from the ones I met before..."

Li Jin also discovered this clue.

Afterwards, she drew out the long green snake sword, exerted force suddenly, and shot out a stream of emerald green sword energy, like a swimming dragon, shooting downwards.

boom--

A muffled sound.

The Green Snake Sword Qi smashed into the crowd, with little effect, as if a mud cow had entered the sea.

Li Jin was shocked.

She knew that her sword energy couldn't hurt the opponent's bone armor, but it couldn't have no effect at all.

Obviously, it was the black smoke from their bone armor that offset the power of the sword energy.

Witnessing this scene, Wang Xiaoran only felt a chill down his spine.

It’s over.

Completely finished.

An army of tens of thousands of people.

The bone armor became harder, and even if the artillery was repaired again, it would probably lose its previous effect.

Wei Canglan paid attention to the movement below, there was already a faster sand bone tribe rushing to the gate of the city, swung the hammer in his hand and smashed towards the stone gate with such force that even the top of the city was shaken.

He narrowed his eyes and observed carefully:
"The bone armor has demonic energy attached to it, and it's not ordinary magical energy, it's extremely chaotic and tyrannical."

Li Jin and Wang Xiaoran were silent.

"The bone armors of tens of thousands of people are all attached to the demon energy, hehe..."

"Don't think too much, we all know that this must be the handwriting of the demon god behind it."

Can enchant the bone armor of tens of thousands of people, can ordinary magic monks do it?
Furthermore, no monks support the Sandbone Race.

special.

Wei Canglan felt sad in his heart.

This time it's really better than a calf.

That bone armor might have burned for a while with the flames of King Huo Ming.

Difficult.

The current situation is more ominous than good.

Unless there are reinforcements.

It would be best to go to Dayu's Shenji camp, or to come over with a few big insiders to help relieve the pressure.

Forget it.

It's better to rely on yourself than rely on Dayu's dog emperor.

correct!

If it didn't work, I asked Ning Chan to come over.

I almost forgot my master.

She is my savior.

But if she sees me mixing with the girls of the Meihu Sect, she won't strike me to death?
Grass.

Where can I manage so much, life is the most important thing.

As long as the situation is not good, call Ning Chan.

Thinking about it, Wei Canglan checked the ring, and there were a few thousand-mile sound transmission symbols inside.

Well, Ning Chan is the last hole card.

Unless it is a last resort, call with caution.

boom!
There was another deafening sound.

The city head then shook.