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

special!
Wei Canglan cursed secretly in his heart.

Seeing these beasts running away under the scorching fire, but never flinching, Wei Canglan was even more annoyed.

grandma's.

Even the Fire Drinking King can't burn you to death.

It's really a stone in a cesspit.

That being the case...

Wei Canglan narrowed his long and narrow eyes, looked at the Sandbone Tribe surrounded by flames on the ground, and a thought came to his mind.

Since I can't burn you to death, then divide you!

Don't you like to get together together?

Ha ha.

I made it impossible for you to get together.

Let you see what is dividing the battlefield.

With a thought, Wei Canglan let go of his folded hands, slowly raised his arms and crossed them together, then his eyes froze, and he flicked his arms to the sides of the void.

Above the sky and the ashes, the Fire Drinking King communicated with him, and slowly made this movement.

In an instant, the two arms that lifted the sky were thrown away towards the ground.

boom--

There was a deafening sound.

I saw two muscular arms, like two burning giant knives, opening a huge chasm formed by the flames in the crowd of the Sandbone Tribe.

In an instant, tens of thousands of sand-bone tribes were split into two halves.

Most of them were cut behind the sea of ​​flames, and could only look at the city gate from a distance, while the other small part was divided at the gate of the city, looking at their fellow doormen on the other side of the sea of ​​flames, their eyes were dazed.

The corner of Wei Canglan's mouth curled into a smile.

That's it?

Are you dumbfounded?

I don't believe it, you will cross the sea of ​​fire to attack the city.

Although the flames of Yinhuoming King cannot penetrate your bone armor, don't forget that you are not covered with bone armor all over your body, the high temperature will melt your flesh and blood.

If you dare to cross the sea of ​​fire, you will have to pay a huge price.

Seeing that both groups of people stopped their movements and looked confused, Wei Canglan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

A sense of exhaustion came from the body.

Excessive consumption of spiritual energy is like kidney overdraft.

At this moment, Wei Canglan really wanted to have two tablets of Kidney Treasure.

He slowly descended from the sky, his face slightly pale.

Li Jin and Fan Qingmeng hurried forward, with concerned expressions on their faces:
"Master!"

"Second Cang Lan..."

Wei Canglan waved his hands at the two of them, stood firm, saw that the Shabone Race under the city was not enough to cause any further damage to Shimen, nodded slightly, glanced at Wang Xiaoran and said:
"Miss Xiaoran, the method I follow... the method I follow can't last too long."

"Let everyone adjust their breathing and recuperate first, and then I will go down and fight those beasts."

Wang Xiaoran nodded silently, looked at the chasm that was burning with flames, it was tens of feet long, as if the sky and the ground formed a line of sky, magnificent and beautiful, she couldn't help but marvel:
Is this the strength of Cangxingmen master?

This flame that seems to separate the earth can't stop the Sand Bone Race?
Is the second seat being too cautious?

However, the next moment, she believed in Wei Canglan's thoughts.

Everyone looked into the distance, showing extremely shocked expressions.

What I saw was that the Sandbone Tribe army trapped in the distance actually started to try to charge towards the flames.

The sand-bone tribe with weak bone armor was reduced to ashes in an instant after encountering flames.

However, the Sandbone Clan who had been blessed by the devil energy could rely on their own defense to resist the high temperature and walk through the flames.

However, the first few waves of people who tried were all burned out.

However, these sand-bone tribes never faded away, and began to enter the flames one after another.

Afterwards, many people actually got over the scourge and headed towards Shimen again.

Seeing this, Wang Xiaoran was dumbfounded.

She forced herself to calm down, and ordered everyone to meditate and adjust their breath to prepare for the next battle.

Wei Canglan also had to sit down at the side, checking the ring while adjusting his breath.

There are no potions with strong recovery power in Najie, they are all slow-acting gadgets, which are a drop in the bucket for the wounded.

special.

Mistake.

Before coming out, I should get more pills from Xun Wenhong.

But who the hell could have predicted that they would face off against these bastards in the end.

Lao Tzu is just an ordinary person who has traveled through time, and he just wants to survive for 100 years. Why is it so difficult?

what.

tired.

Ah ~ a woman ~
A woman I love~
In the cold winter~

In Wei Canglan's mind, a scene from a film and television drama that he had watched in his previous life flickered.

The hero has gone through untold hardships and worked hard, and he is about to succeed, and he is about to become the real talker in Birmingham, and he must make his family completely safe.

In the end, someone took him away and planned to shoot him secretly.

Before dying, he sighed.

"What a fucking failure..."

"In the cold winter..."

At this moment, Wei Canglan has this fragment in his mind.

He felt like he was failing too.

It's just that compared with the male protagonist, it's almost interesting.

People immediately succeed.

And he is, there are still 96 years to succeed, soaring to the Immortal King.

Well, it's pretty much the same.

Wei Canglan thought so boldly in his heart.

In the distance, more and more Sandbone Tribes broke through the gap between the sea of ​​fire. They were like walking corpses without pain, like machines without emotion, with only the target in their eyes, Shimen.

boom--

The sand-bone tribe gathered more and more, and kept hammering, making the cracks in the stone gate more and more obvious.

The shaking of the top of the city is also getting bigger and bigger.

Even with his eyes closed, Wei Canglan could feel that the city gate was about to be broken.

That being the case.

Then show your cards.

Not ashamed.

I, Wei Canglan, just want to live, move rescuers, don't be ashamed!

Thinking about it, he was going to draw the sound transmission talisman from the ring.

I wonder how far Ning Chan is from here?Can you make it in time?

This is nothing to worry about.

With her strength, it took only a few seconds to walk against the thunder.

"Master, this disciple is in trouble."

Wei Canglan opened his eyes, held the sound transmission talisman in his hand, and said silently, ready to activate it.

Li Jin and Fan Qingmeng were all frowning, with long swords in hand, ready to fight again.

But Wang Xiaoran, Xiao Nan and the others had tired faces and empty eyes.

Days of fighting almost emptied their bodies.

At this moment, they really don't want to hold on anymore.

It is better to die than to live without hope.

Glancing at the faces of everyone, Wei Canglan no longer hesitated, and prepared to get in touch with Master.

However, just as he was about to mobilize his spiritual energy, a black and purple flame shot out from a distance, flashed in front of everyone, and hit the ground like a meteor.

Immediately, more than a dozen sand-bone tribes were smashed to pieces.

Then, a pitch-black figure flew over from the sky, with a swift and fierce momentum, stepping on the flames.

I go.

Wei Canglan exclaimed inwardly.

My sweetheart is an unrivaled hero, one day he will step on colorful clouds...

This classic line flashed in his mind.

only……

Why is my hero stepping on the dark flames?