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

Wei Canglan was terrified when he saw the sand-bone tribe crawling out of the rocks and dirt in the continuous mountain range, like countless chicken cubs breaking out of their shells.

At this moment, he finally understood why the Sandbone Tribe had a steady stream of troops and would gather tens of thousands of people to attack the city in a short period of time.

Why in the desert, the Meihu Sect kept eradicating these beasts, but still couldn't drive them all out.

Because these beasts have been buried under the mountains and soil, in a state of deep sleep, waiting for the call of the demon god Ligu to wake up.

So does it mean...

A hundred years ago, these Shabone Tribes were repelled by the Dayu border army and retreated to Mobei, but they were actually not disappeared.

They are not like the rumors, what retreated all the way into the territory of the Mas Empire.

In fact, this group of guys retreated here, obeying the order of the demon god Ligu, buried themselves here, and let them all break out of the ground when Ligu wakes up a hundred years later.

This thought flickered in Wei Canglan's mind, and he couldn't get it out of his mind.

"kill--"

On the mountain peaks and mountainsides, countless Shabone tribes held crudely made weapons, some even uprooted the big trees on the side, used them as weapons, waved them down from the mountains in all directions, and gradually gathered into a group, with a menacing aura, and the killing sound shook the sky.

There are many people on the other side.

Wei Canglan's means of defense are limited.

For the next more battles, he didn't plan to let the fire-drinking king Faxiang appear.

Right now, it counts as much as it can resist.

He silently untied the gourd of scorching sun and burning flame wine at his waist, pulled out the plug, took a swig, and took a deep breath towards the direction where the sand-bone tribe charged, his chest swelled and filled with aura.

"call--"

Spit out the strong wine in the mouth, and the moment it touches the surrounding air, it turns into a gushing tongue of huge flames.

The tongue of fire was five zhang away, blazing, devouring everything, sweeping the surrounding woods and vegetation, colliding with the devil energy and making crackling noises.

Immediately afterwards, the gushing crimson flames formed a wall of fire, blocking the rushing Sand Bone Tribe.

Feeling the heat of the flames, this group of guys who had just woken up were obviously not very bright, and their thoughts were not very firm. Looking at the tall wall of fire in front of them, they took a few steps back and hesitated.

The Demon God Li Gu sitting on the stone seat in the distance saw this scene and couldn't help snorting:

"Sure enough, humble animals will always be like this."

After the words fell, he raised his hand slightly.

Immediately, the surrounding demonic energy descended like a dark cloud, covering everyone's heads.

The Sandbone Tribe who was still hesitating to continue charging just a moment ago, their eyes were bloodshot in the blink of an eye, and their copper bell-like eyes were covered with bloodshot eyes, as if they were about to protrude and explode. They roared and howled, raised their weapons again, and waved them Then, using their bodies and bone armor as shields, they rushed towards the fire wall row by row.

Because they have been buried in the soil all year round and just woke up, the bone armor of these guys is not as solid as those guys in the desert. Even if it is strengthened by the surrounding demonic energy, when facing the flames, it is like a piece of thin paper, burning instantly .

There were endless screams and wailing around.

Seeing this scene, Demon God Ligu seemed to lose his patience, but he did not get up from the stone seat.

He looked at Wei Canglan with great interest, and asked in a hoarse and gloomy voice:
"You... who are you?"

"Why is there the flame of King Ming?"

Wei Canglan gave him a contemptuous look, but didn't reply.

who am I?
I am your father.

Although he was terrified to death, Wei Canglan still pretended to be the most fearful person in the world.

Seeing that the high wall of flames five feet away blocked the opponent's invasion, he was slightly relieved and panted heavily.

At this moment, out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly caught a glimpse of Qiu Jue beside him who was actually having luck.

What's more, the bluestone slab under her feet, which had been blackened by the demonic energy, slowly emerged a fuzzy and shapeless rune formation.

Qiu Jue suddenly sent a voice transmission:

"Wei Canglan, continue to buy time for the emperor."

"As long as the rune array is formed under my feet, the demon god's bone may be sealed."

"Of course, the activation of this technique will take some time."

"During this period, the emperor's safety depends entirely on you."

Wei Canglan was moved when he heard it.

Qiu Jue.

You still say you don't like me?

hum.

At the critical moment, don't you have to rely on me?

but……

I don't know if I can stand it.

The enemies I faced before, I was able to get away with the system and cheats.

But this time is different.

Opposite is the genuine demon god.

It may be that the strength has not fully recovered, and it is much worse than the peak state.

But then I am not their opponent.

I'm just an ordinary person.

8 said, give up your life to accompany a gentleman.

If I hang up this time, that's fine, so I don't have to live a shitty life again!
With a clear idea, Wei Canglan took a step forward.

Behind him was Qiu Jue, who could not move for a short period of time, beside him was the Sand Bone Tribe who could break through the wall of fire at any time, and in front of him was another Demon God.

It's really a dilemma.

"It looks like you are going to die?"

"The deity will be merciful and give you a ride."

Saying that, Demon God Ligu straightened his waist slightly on the stone seat, and swung his big hand down again.

Wei Canglan's eyes turned cold, and he didn't dare to take it lightly, so he mustered up his energy, frantically mobilized the spiritual energy in his body, and prepared to meet the opponent's attack.

However, nothing happened.

It seems that everything is the same as before.

Ok?
what happened?

Wei Canglan couldn't help frowning.

I clearly saw the Demon God raised his head.

Isn't this a spellcasting action?

How could it be...

hum-

Suddenly, Wei Canglan felt a wave of demon energy coming from the midair behind him.

He never expected that the opponent would attack from such a tricky angle.

Moreover, the target is not him.

It's Qiu Jue!
Wei Canglan didn't have time to think about it, the golden lacquer between his eyebrows spread all over his body in an instant, he turned around in a circle with his left foot, bent his knees, stepped on the broken bluestone slabs with his feet, and shot out like a smoothbore shell.

Nourishes—

In the air above Qiu Jue's head, there was a mass of devilish energy from the power of the demon god.

The moment Wei Canglan moved, the air mass unexpectedly exploded, shooting out four streaks of purple light, like pyramids and spikes, piercing straight towards Qiu Jue.

As a devil emperor, she has experienced hundreds of battles, large and small.

She knew what her task was now, and she had to focus on launching the technique, and not be thrown into a panic by the opponent's offensive.

Believe in Wei Canglan...

Just as she was thinking, Wei Canglan's figure turned around from the front, covering her body, blocking the purple pyramids of devilish energy with her back.

click-

As if something was broken.

Qiu Jue saw that the golden paint on Wei Canglan's body suddenly dissipated.

one more time.

The body-protecting aura of the Vajra Aspect was defeated by the opponent's devilish aura.