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

"rise!"

The black robe who had never met the fist, suddenly endured the severe pain in his body, and gave a loud shout.

Wei Canglan frowned tightly, watching each other's every move.

An invisible pressure and breath spread out from the black robe as the center, like thick ink that could not be dispersed.

Nothing else.

Wei Canglan didn't dare to relax, and didn't dare to take it lightly.

But after the other party roared, there was no response, which is really strange.

what happened?

What is he doing with that yelling?
play?

"Master! Be careful!"

Just when Wei Canglan was puzzled, Chen Yu who was standing at the rear was startled.

Wei Canglan quickly turned his head to look at her.

I saw Chen Yu pointing somewhere.

Following her fingers, Wei Canglan was taken aback for a moment.

I saw those barbarian soldiers who were smashed to death by the arms of King Yinhuoming before, dragging their distorted and broken bodies, and stood up again.

However, they are not angry at all, they are not really alive, they look like walking dead.

Wei Canglan had never seen such a posture before, and muttered to himself:
"This... Isn't this the world of cultivating immortals? Why are there zombies?"

Seeing a savage with half of his head staggering up from his face, Wei Canglan shook his head involuntarily.

It's too ridiculous.

Grass.

That's a living person, resurrected from the dead.

Are you kidding me?
How could this be?
and many more.

Suddenly, Wei Canglan noticed that the out-of-focus eyes of those savages who turned into walking corpses had black and purple shimmers.

And the aura coming out of them is exactly the same as that emitted by the demon god's bones back then.

In an instant, Wei Canglan understood.

The aura emanating from the black robe just now is exactly the demonic aura of the demon god's bones.

He relied on this demon energy to resurrect the dead barbarian.

However, it wasn't completely resurrected, and all the barbarians became empty shells.

as predicted.

Everything that followed confirmed Wei Canglan's conjecture.

I saw the black robe in the distance waved his sleeves and gave orders:
"Little ones! Give it to me!"

"Tear that Wei Canglan into pieces!"

Roar--

Groups of dead savages twisted their broken bodies, looked at Wei Canglan in unison, and then rushed forward.

The tide of zombies swarmed in, like a siege scene in a zombie movie, dense and suffocating.

The hordes of zombies covering the sky and the sun seemed to have the power to destroy everything, so they crushed the earth and smashed it to pieces.

Wei Canglan took a deep breath.

At this moment, his survival instinct made him want to turn around and run.

But where can I go back when I run away?
Behind him is Chen Yu, and Xun Wenhong, Su Wudao and others.

He said that he would take everyone back with him.

So, don't back down!
"Get bigger."

He secretly said something in his heart, Wei Canglan circulated his aura to drive the Demon King Kong.

Suddenly, King Kong changed back to the appearance of the hundred-foot giant.

Facing the tide of corpses, Wei Canglan calmly looked forward and shouted:
"Kill the fuck!"

Voldemort King Kong stepped forward with his thick legs, just in time to collide with the rushing zombies.

I don't know how many resurrected barbarians were trampled into meatloaf.

At the same time, Wei Canglan is also controlling the Fire Drinking King in the sky, and the two arms wrapped in flames are planted below again.

boom--

Loud noises like explosions kept coming out.

Although those savages who turned into zombies were extremely powerful and regarded death as home, they were vulnerable to the overwhelming power of the two Dharma figures.

Although they can have an advantage in quantity, their disadvantages in quality still put them at a disadvantage.

In the distance, the barbarian general withdrew his gaze from watching the battle, glanced at the black-robed military commander beside him, and snorted coldly:

"Military division, is this your trump card?"

"Is this how you treat the dead soldiers of our army?"

"They are already dead, and you never let go of their bones?"

Unexpectedly, this time the military adviser did not have the slightest respect for the general, but instead smiled contemptuously:
"General, people die when they die. What's the use of their corpses? You can't bring them back to Mas, you can only stay here. You can't even bury them."

"It's better to be used by me, at least it can still work for me after death."

Hearing these words, the general trembled slightly in his heart.

The strategist sent from above has too many problems, and he has become obsessed with practicing sorcery.

The general couldn't help but clenched the spear in his hand.

The black robe seemed to have noticed something, and smiled sinisterly:

"Jie Jie Jie, general, are you afraid? Are you afraid of stabbing me in the back?"

"That's right, this general wants to kill you right now."

"General, you have to be clear, the enemy is now, and there is a gap between us, that is the biggest problem."

A cloud of black mist appeared in the hands of the black robe at some point.

The black mist diffused and shrouded the surrounding air, like strands of invisible threads, manipulating the resurrected soldiers.

He glanced at the general beside him, and continued:

"Of course, if the general is worried, then I will stop immediately."

"It's just that, do you have the confidence to deal with that thing?"

He pointed to the Dharma Aspect of the Fire-Drinking Ming King in the sky, and then pointed to the Vajra Subduing Demon who was hundreds of feet high in the distance, and asked gloatingly.

The braided leader was silent.

The black robe chuckled:
"So, for now, we still have to unite."

"The general needs to come down."

"When this battle is over, I will let the general handle it."

He said so, but in fact, this guy was already thinking about how to turn the general into a powerful walking dead after the war was over.

That's right, the black robe has now been eroded by the devil's energy and has become more evil.

In the distance, Wei Canglan drove the two statues, trying his best to wipe out the tide of corpses.

Chen Yu has been behind King Kong, keeping a safe distance, using the ice soul to create sword energy to help clear the battlefield.

But the harder the master and apprentice worked, the more they noticed something was wrong.

This wave of corpses doesn't mean to be reduced in the slightest, but the number is getting bigger and bigger.

Even so, Wei Canglan couldn't stop.

Because, as long as he made King Kong stop, the tide of corpses would spot the gap and spread to the back.

Such a huge wave of corpses would swallow most of Shunlin in an instant, let alone the people hiding in it.

Wei Canglan frowned, his eyes kept scanning the battlefield.

Gradually, he noticed the clues.

Those savages who turned into zombies were not completely dead after being trampled to pieces by King Kong.

As long as there are surviving limbs left, they will be reassembled.

They are like puppets on strings. Under the pull of a certain force, they will actively look for other stumps around them, and then reassemble them into a human-looking piece of flesh, wriggling forward and continuing to fight and pounce.

Seeing this scene, Wei Canglan only felt his stomach churning.

Under the feet of Fumo King Kong, there is already a piece of purgatory on earth.

The original green grassland has now turned into a black and red ocean.