The master is so popular that his disciples want to commit crimes against him.

Chapter 112 Cold Salad

Sheng Qingye was shocked. He calculated that even with the deduction of his credits, it was still not enough.

It’s not that Tang Yixin doesn’t want to solve the problem of the fireball, but if it goes on like this, Sheng Qingye’s spiritual roots might be burned.

This is an extremely painful thing for a monk, and he will never allow it.

He could only take back the chain first and find another way.

Yin Tu saw Tang Yixian's intention and shouted:

"Master, you asked your disciples to withdraw their magical instruments. What should we do?"

"Cold dish!" Tang Yixien shouted in a deep voice without even looking at Yin Tu.

Should his disciples bear the consequences of the trouble they caused?

Think beautiful.

Because the scene was too chaotic, the other disciples did not hear it, only Yin Tu heard it.

His face instantly became colorful, no longer the earthy color, and his expression was a little dull, as if he had heard it wrong.

Sheng Qingye was already retracting his chains at this time.

His hand was held tightly by his master, and he felt a soft and cool sensation in his hand.

It seems that it will be very comfortable to hold Master’s hand in the future.

Sheng Qingye had a faint smile on his lips, and against the backdrop of scarlet blood, he looked sharp and unruly.

The chain was retracted in an instant, Sheng Qingye paused, and Tang Yixien blocked it from behind.

The flames shot up again in an instant.

All the disciples also became nervous.

Seeing that the chains had been retracted, Tang Yixien let go of Sheng Qingye's hand.

I breathed a sigh of relief.

This wolf cub is really worrying.

But right now, he had to quickly deal with this fireball that could not be extinguished.

His wind-based spiritual power is not effective and can't be used at all.

Even if he mobilized his spiritual power slightly, the flames would rise up.

His wind-type spiritual roots really help fuel the fire.

He quickly collected his thoughts.

But why can't this fire be extinguished?

Tang Yixin endured the dazzling light and observed the scorching fireball. He found that the center of the fireball was a blazing white sphere, like a fire core.

It seems that the reason why this fire cannot be extinguished must be related to this fire core.

Perhaps if we can just shatter the fire core, we can put out the fire.

However, the fire core was at the center of the fire. The disciples of the Tang family used their spiritual power to suppress the fireball to its smallest size, but they were unable to shatter the fire core.

There's no way to get close.

Tang Yixien quickly recalled the relevant formations and knowledge in his mind.

He used to look up information from Youyou almost every day, and learned a lot of different things.

At this time, although Sheng Qingye did not use magic weapons to suppress the fireball, he was also using spiritual power to control it from the outside.

The Lingxi fan in Jin Xiaoxiao's hand never stopped, and she was constantly suppressing it with spiritual power.

Xuan Yuran stood obediently in the place where his master told him not to move.

He was afraid to look at the fireball at first, but gradually he was able to face it.

He found that since listening to what his master said, he was not so afraid of fire anymore.

Just like now, he can already look directly into the flames, but he is a little trembling in his heart.

He told himself that as long as he controlled the fire, it would be fine.

Xuan Yuran stood still, took a long breath, his eyes focused for a moment, and then a glimmer of light flashed in them.

He is a fire demon, and fire is like a part of himself to him, just like his breath.

He shook his arm, and a ball of light condensed at his fingertips, instantly turning into a talisman and hitting the fireball.

This is a spell to control fire.

There was a boom.

After the fireball was hit, sparks flew everywhere instantly, and it became noticeably dimmer, as if it was injured.

All the disciples around the fireball looked at Xuan Yuran.

This is awesome.

As expected, he is worthy of being a talisman cultivator who has mastered the art of fire demon pills.

Almost no one here knows that Xuan Yuran is actually afraid of fire.

The demon clan kept this news strictly secret. After all, it was not a glorious thing.

But the fireball only dimmed for a moment.

The white light in the center of the ball was almost unaffected.

It seemed to gain some kind of power from its surroundings and continued to brighten.

Tang Yixin was delighted when he saw what happened just now.

He didn't expect that Xuan Yuran could actually face it directly.

If Xuan Yuran could cast a talisman, there would be a way to solve the problem.

A glimmer of light appeared in Tang Yixien's phoenix eyes.

He quickly came to Xiao Yan and gave Xiao Yan a few words of advice.

After hearing this, Xiao Yan said solemnly, "Yes."

Just like that, under Xiao Yan's instructions, the disciples raised their spiritual power again and began to weaken the outer force of the fireball one by one.

Yin Tu also joined the ranks of extinguishing the fire at this time. He put his two fingers together, injected spiritual power into his arms, and then hit the fireball.

He is usually very stingy with his spiritual power and would not waste it if he could avoid it.

But just now, when he heard Tang Yixien say "let it be done coldly", he was shocked.

I feel that it is pointless to wait for others this time. We may all fail in the end.

He also has to do his part. It's like he started the fire. If it really causes trouble, it will not be good for him.

Thanks to everyone's efforts, the fireball shrank and became smaller and smaller.

Until the fireball shrinks until only the white fire core remains.

"Xuan Yuran!" Tang Yixien shouted at this time.

Xuan Yuran immediately understood what his master meant. He swiftly raised his right hand in front of him and cast a talisman between his fingers.

The talisman emitted a blazing white light, reflected in his handsome and sharp eyes.

I saw him frowning and waving his arm neatly.

He said in a cold voice: "The sky and the earth are far away, the darkness is separated, and it is destroyed."

The talisman in Xuan Yuran's hand flashed through the air like a flash of lightning and hit the white fire core directly.

There was a loud bang.

The white fire core was extinguished instantly, and the surroundings immediately became dark.

The burning sensation disappeared instantly.

The fireball finally went out.

After a moment, the disciples reacted and all breathed a sigh of relief. Some of them even sat down on the ground.

A rare look of joy appeared on Xiao Yan's face. He turned to look at Tang Yixin, his eyes filled with admiration.

He truly deserves to be the eldest son of the Tang family.

The fire had been extinguished, and the disciples' spiritual energy had been severely depleted. They each supported themselves and went back to the house to regulate their breathing.

Xuan Yuran was still standing there, his tense body slowly relaxed, his sharp gaze also softened, he felt as if all the strength in his body had been drained away.

He still looked at the place where the fire was extinguished, muttering, "It's under control..."

Then his eyes went dark and his body collapsed backwards.

Seeing this, Tang Yixien hurriedly caught Xuan Yuran from behind.

Xuan Yuran's misty and clear eyes opened slightly, and he just called out "Master" before completely fainting.

Xiao Luo, who was outside the yard, witnessed what had just happened and closed his eyes as if relieved.

If the fire cannot be put out, it may burn down the whole town.

She slowed down, stood up with the help of the gate, and then went back.