The three new children were burning with green, green and blue flames, which reflected the flames of the previous three children.
When the monster saw these six children, his eyes became a little deep.
Stop attacking and retreat slowly.
It is not afraid of these children at all, but their flames are really extraordinary. With just three kinds of flames, it can compete with it. If six kinds of flames work together...
Moreover, it is very clear that this is because the people who use this flame are children.
If it is used by a person who is accomplished in cultivation, I am afraid that only one type can defeat it.
Although the monster retreated, the group of children did not intend to let it go.
Several children gathered together. After hearing that this guy destroyed several carts of delicious candies, they were all furious and clamored to use the monster's sinews to make slingshots.
When the Chihuo child saw that there were many people on his side, he held his head high and was no longer afraid of the other party. He pointed at the monster and said:
"Let's all set a fire and cook this thing!"
A group of children immediately agreed and breathed fire at the monster together.
When the monster saw this, it let out a cry like an old woman scolding, and flapped its wings behind it, creating a big wave and fighting against the six children.
I originally thought that I would definitely not be able to fight, but when the fight actually started, the monster also discovered a problem.
When there were more people, the children seemed a little disunited. They all acted independently and failed to cooperate well. The flames were all used in their own way and there was no integration.
In this way, the monster breathed a sigh of relief and felt that he had a chance to defeat these children.
Those children also wanted to use it with flames, but for some reason, when there were more people, it became difficult to use it together.
Some children were a little anxious, spitting fire constantly, trying to force the fusion.
On the contrary, it had the opposite effect and almost exploded in the crowd of his own people.
The children failed to fuse the flames, and they were all a little angry. If they didn't talk to each other, they would all be sulky and keep breathing fire at the monster.
When Mr. Wu who was watching saw this, he couldn't help but say:
"Strange, now that there are more people than before, why is it so difficult to unite as one and combine fire attacks?"
Fatty Wang also looked at Ye Ming curiously, wanting to know the answer.
Ye Ming didn't hide anything, and explained:
"The flame used by these children is called 'Seven Sons of Centrifugal Fire'.
As the name suggests, these flames belong to one element, but are divided into seven.
The more flames that come together, the harder it is to fuse.
Now that the six of them are together, the flame fusion will become extremely difficult.
Only if they can achieve complete unity can the integration be successful. "
"I see."
Mr. Wu looked like he suddenly realized something.
"There are very few people in the world who can trust each other, let alone a group of children whose temperament is difficult to determine. It is really difficult for a group of people to remain united."
Ye Ming smiled and said: "That's not necessarily the case. We can't work together. It's just because the interests and harms are different. Once we encounter something that can endanger everyone's lives, we can naturally work together."
Mr. Wu also believed this. Looking at the back-and-forth battle over there, he said:
"From this point of view, it would be much easier to watch them fight until both sides suffer, and then reap the benefits."
Ye Ming smiled and said: "It's true that you are reaping the benefits, but if you want to be lazy, then just steal enough at one time."
Mr. Wu asked curiously:
"Master Shanyuan, do you have any other options?"
Ye Ming took out a broken gong from nowhere and handed it to Wu Hou.
Wu Hou got the gong, looked at it curiously, picked up the hammer and tried to knock it.
Fatty Wang was shocked when he saw this. He was afraid that the sound of the gong would attract the attention of the other side, and then they would not be able to reap the benefits.
What's strange is that when Wu Hou knocked on it, he couldn't hear any sound.
Seeing this, Wu Hou shook the gong in his hand strangely and struck it several times in succession.
There was still no sound at all, which was very strange.
Mr. Wu looked at Ye Ming again, hoping for an explanation.
Ye Ming did not explain, just said:
"Wait for me to make a calculation, Monkey, try hard to hit the gong."
As he spoke, he began to make calculations.
Wu Hou also started beating the gong hard...
There is a deep pool with no bottom visible at a glance. The water inside is a bit dark, which makes people feel a little scared and dare not approach it.
The originally calm water surface suddenly began to tremble, and the mud at the bottom was stirred up, making it unclear what was going on inside.
After a while, I suddenly saw a person rushing out of the water.
This man is a cold-faced man, and he is none other than Cong Yunzi of the Qing sect.
At this time, he was holding a black fish in his hand.
The black fish kept struggling in his hands and made a frightened sound:
"Grandpa Daomen, I am an honest monster who has never done anything evil. He just practices here with great concentration.
In order to prevent outsiders from entering, this place was deliberately made very scary.
You must believe Xiao Xiao, Xiao Xiao has never done anything evil! "
Cong Yunzi said calmly:
"You indeed have no evil power in your body and have not done any evil yet."
When Heiyu heard this, he breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that he could save his life.
But then, he listened to Yunzi and said:
"It's a pity that you are a monster after all, and monsters deserve to die!"
Before he could finish his words, a sudden force was exerted on his hand.
Heiyu screamed and was crushed to death.
Cong Yunzi took a brocade bag from his waist and cast a spell to put the black fish corpse inside.
When he was about to leave here and go to other places to continue killing demons, he suddenly felt that someone was plotting against him.
In the world of spiritual practice, generally speaking, practitioners do not make random assumptions about each other.
Because this is a very impolite behavior, everyone will basically avoid this.
Cong Yunzi also knows that some of his actions are not pleasing to the eye, and he understands that others take matters into his own hands.
Only this time, something seems different.
Not only did he calculate, but as the power of calculation came over, there was also a sound of breaking gongs ringing in his ears, which was very noisy.
Cong Yunzi frowned slightly, thinking that someone who hated him might be playing a prank on him.
He always kills monsters every time he sees them, but he doesn't have such a murderous intention towards people.
Even if the other person is so disgusting, he has no intention of retaliating.
I just thought that I would ignore this matter. After a while, the other party would give up this boring method of revenge.
I just didn't expect that when he didn't respond, the other party kept making assumptions.
Not only the calculation, but also the method of calculation will always be used to transmit the unpleasant and harsh sound of the broken gong, which is extremely annoying.
After listening to it for a while, even Cong Yunzi's cultivation was a little unbearable.
Directly back-calculate and let the other party know that their patience is limited.
Unexpectedly, his feedback made the other party even more happy, and he continued to make calculations, and the sound of breaking gongs continued to be heard.
This made Cong Yunzi frown again and again, with a flash of lightning on his body, he went straight to the person who was calculating his location...
In the woods on the hillside, Ye Ming stopped his movements and said to Wu Hou:
"You can stop."
Wu Hou, whose arm ached from playing the gong, stopped immediately when he heard this and moved his arm.
Mr. Wu and Fatty Wang both looked at Ye Ming, and the former asked directly:
"Master Shanyuan, what are you doing?"
"It's nothing, I just asked a coolie to come over."
Ye Ming chuckled and looked towards Shangwan River again.
The monster was still fighting endlessly with the six children. These children were obviously showing real fire and were determined to burn the monster to death.
The monster is also a little uncomfortable. It is bound to the river for some reasons and cannot abandon the river.
In the past, when encountering problems that were difficult to deal with, you could rely on your own specialness and hide under the water. Even if the Yincha City God came in person, there was nothing he could do about it.
But these six children were different. Their flames could obviously burn the water in the river dry.
To a certain extent, monsters have no way out in front of them.
Cong Yunzi, who was coming from a distance, looked at the situation here from a distance, immediately landed and hid on the spot without showing up.
Over there, Ye Ming saw his hidden figure and couldn't help but curled his lips:
“Tsk, you’re sending a large number of disciples, but you’re actually thinking of reaping the benefits.
If you have some ambition, can you just take action? "
After saying that, he asked Wu Hou to play the gong again and started to calculate again.
Cong Yunzi, who had just been hiding, noticed that someone was plotting against him again, and his face looked a little cold.
At a glance, he looked towards the woods where Ye Ming and the others were.
With such a close distance, he naturally found the rightful owner in no time.
When Ye Ming saw that the other party was aware of this, he smiled and waved from afar, as if "Good friend, you're here and you're fine."
Seeing this, Cong Yunzi's face became stern again and he didn't give any reply.
Looking at the lake again, the monster and the six children were gradually at a disadvantage in the constant struggle.
After all, there is only one of them, and it is difficult for two fists to defeat twelve hands. As the battle lasts for a long time, mistakes will inevitably appear and signs of defeat will begin to appear.
When the six children saw that the monster couldn't stand it, they all looked happy and increased their attack intensity to expand their advantage.
Seeing this, Cong Yunzi secretly stored lightning in his hands.
He could tell at a glance that all six children were transformed into monsters.
Since it is a monster, no matter what form it is, it must die!
The six children didn't notice Cong Yunzi in the dark, still suppressing the monster.
The monster was unable to resist, and its body was burned by the flames, and it was smoking.
The monster was in pain, and the old woman had a painful expression on her face. Seeing that the children had no intention of letting her go, the monster's face became fierce, and it suddenly used its own wings to slash the connection between the snake's body and the river below its waist.
Clear water that was different from the river water suddenly emerged from his waist, and the monster himself was in great pain.
This time, the lower body is cut off directly and no longer connected to the water.
Then, the monster with only its upper body turned around and flapped its wings to escape without being restricted by the river water.
Seeing this, the six children wanted to pursue him, but they were obviously not as fast as the monster.
Just when the monster was about to escape, he suddenly saw a thunderbolt from the distance, hitting the monster's back directly.
The monster, which had already lost half of its body, screamed and fell from the air to the ground.
Then, Cong Yunzi was seen charging straight out with a thunderbolt on his body and a sword hanging in front of him.
After Yunzi appeared, he pointed at the monster and shot out thunder, hoping to kill the monster directly.
The monster was cruel enough. Seeing that he couldn't dodge the attack, he reached out and tore off his wings and threw them at Thunder.
When the wings touched the thunder, huge energy fluctuations suddenly erupted.
The monster took the opportunity to turn into a stream of water, dissolved into the river, and disappeared.
Seeing this, Cong Yunzi frowned slightly. He didn't expect that this monster could run away like this.
At this time, the six children saw Cong Yunzi and looked at him warily.
The red fire child raised his head and asked:
"Who are you?"
Cong Yunzi glanced at this child and said coldly:
"A bunch of monsters have no right to know who I am!"
As he spoke, the thunder in his hand flashed with dazzling white light:
"Geng Jin Lei."
The thunderbolt, like an ax and a sharp sword, went straight towards the child.
The six children did not expect that a decent-looking adult on the other side would actually sneak attack. They were unprepared and were hit by its thunder, causing them to scream in agony.
In a normal attack, most of these six children would be killed or injured.
But this time it was different. Because of the flames on the six children's bodies, they activated the protector on their own initiative and saved their lives.
But their hair was all burnt and their clothes were torn.
Many children had their skin broken directly and cried in pain.
Cong Yunzi didn't have the slightest pity for these monsters. He failed to kill them with one blow, and the lightning in his hand flashed again, and again.
As soon as he went out, he saw a purple flame flying towards him, striking with the thunder, and successfully blocked the blow.
Cong Yunzi raised his eyes and saw another figure flying in the distance.
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