Chapter 155 Out of the Siege

Seeing the eyes of the Demon King looking at the place where Shi Lei was hiding like a sharp sword, Shi Lei suddenly felt cold sweating. He was about to scream in his heart when he heard the other party shout, "Since you are here, why don't you show up and see him? What kind of monk is hiding his head and showing his tail!"

When Wang Shuran heard the question, she thought that the hiding had been broken and was about to stand up, but unexpectedly, she was held down by Shi Lei and could not move.

"He may not have found us. Let's see!" Shi Lei's words came into Wang Shuran's mind, and there seemed to be a trace of warmth between the cold words.

Sure enough, the Demon God waited for a moment and asked in the other direction. Wang Shuran was relieved and couldn't help looking at Shi Lei a few times.

"God, you are..." The magician who had just obtained a new body asked carefully.

"This person can peep through the center of my prohibition, and his cultivation should not be below me, so he can hide it from your eyes and ears. But from now on, he may not have entered here. Where did this person come from and why did he come? You have to investigate it well when you go back!" The emperor's look is not as good as the enemy as before, and he seems to be a little relaxed. The magicians around him responded to the order one after another.

However, Shi Lei didn't think that the other party really relaxed his vigilance, and he didn't dare to be careless.

After the Mo Shenjun explained again, he led several magicians back down the stairs, leaving only one person to guard the deep well.

After waiting for a while, Wang Shuran seemed to look at Shi Lei worriedly and said gently in his mind:

"Aren't you going to act?"

"Wait a minute!"

Although the Zhenyuan power reaction of the other party and others has left the range of his divine sense, Shi Lei always feels that things are a little too simple. He is almost sure that the Ma Shenjun is not far away, but observes any abnormal movement here with divine consciousness in the dark.

However, at this time, several immortals in the Yuanying period came out of the deep well. Shi Lei glanced at them and saw several familiar people. They were all ancestral masters or elders who used to come to Zuzhou, but now they have become prisoners.

"Try to the venerable that the passage has been basically completed. Can we get a pardon from the god now?" At first, he was very popular, far from being comparable to Liu Qiyuan's. Even in the face of the occupier, he was not arrogant or humble when he spoke.

Wang Shuran seemed to be very familiar with this sound. She trembled when she heard the words and said nervously:

"He is Jiang Wei, the patriarch of our Tianjian Sect!"

Shi Lei patted her gently, signaling her not to move, and then pay attention to the conversation of those people.

The magician who was responsible for guarding the deep well sneered and shouted to the immortals:

"The god is in charge of this matter. You just go back and listen to the instructions. How come so many words! Do you think Zuzhou is your master? No matter how much it is, Liu Qiyuan's end is your role model!"

Jiang Wei is the highest among these immortals, and naturally he has become the leader, and everyone is led by him. When he heard the magician's answer, he had to lead the crowd out along the circling stairs with a pale face.

The remaining magician waited until he was the only one left to take out a magic weapon from the storage bag.

A foot of red silk, color like blood, emitting a strong bloody atmosphere, thrown in the air without wind, under the smooth surface ups and downs like a blood snake on the red silk.

As soon as Shi Lei saw this thing, he had an ominous feeling in his heart.

And the magician pinched the secret with his hands, pointed to the red silk in the air, and shouted:

"Clost the well!"

Shi Lei couldn't shout in his heart. Once the well is closed, it will only be opened when the Max Demon King returns to the island. I don't know how many years from now. In this way, it's not good!

At present, he can't care whether the Demon King is spying, because this is simply a conspiracy. If he doesn't take this opportunity to escape, he will be trapped in Zuzhou indefinitely, but once he appears, he will face more than a dozen Yuanying demons and more horrible demons. The other party calculated him from the beginning.

Shi Lei shouted loudly, grabbed Wang Shuran tightly, broke the stone out of the rock layer, waved the wings of the king of heaven, and flew to the deep well. At this time, Hong Ling was only a few meters away from the mouth of the well.

At the same time, the magician who released Hong Ling suddenly laughed.

"Kid, I didn't expect it to be you!"

Hearing his voice, he was no different from the Demon King, and Shi Lei immediately shouted in his heart.

When he looked at the man again, his whole body was shrouded in a layer of blood fog, and only his ferocious face was exposed. He was not the demon god!

It turns out that the demon king who just left is fake, and the person in front of him is the real person.

Now it's too late to regret. Originally, Shi Lei planned to drag the other party with a lion-headed python, so he could take the opportunity to rush into the deep well. Now it seems that he is simply delusional. The fourth-order spirit beast is not the opponent of the monk of the gods. Even if the lion-headed python is released, it is impossible for him to escape from the opponent's attack range.

The murderous spirit that the Ma Shenjun had been suppressed finally broke out, and the blood fog tossed, and a huge sword turned into fog cut head-on. As long as Shi Lei continues to maintain the forward flying posture, he will inevitably be cut in two.

There is no way to retreat, and there is a vicious enemy in front of it. The situation has reached a desperate situation, and Shi Lei has a strong desire to survive. Even if his cultivation is far worse than his opponent, he still pulls out the empty sword, releases the soul silk, and fights with all his strength.

"Kid, the king armor on your body is good. Leave it for me!"

The Demon God obviously also knew the value of Shi Lei's armor. The blood sword instantly turned into a ghost hand in the air, with five fingers open and grabbed him in front of him.

If he is caught this time, although Tianwang Jia can be unimpeded with its super defense, Shi Lei will definitely be squeezed into mud.

Shi Lei's reaction was also extremely fast. Seeing this, the empty sword was cut out horizontally, and the soul silk killed the demon king like a hundred little snakes.

The Demon God didn't expect that a garbage-like little character in his eyes dared to attack him at this juncture. He immediately roared, and the blood fog stretched out a hundred ghost hands to catch the soul silk. For a moment, the bloody ghost's hand was entangled with the black light and fought hard.

Although the soul silk is the extremely powerful magic power of Guiyuan Zhenjun, most of the hundreds of soul silks are refined by the yuan gods of the monks in the foundation period. The cultivation of the two sides are too different, so they can't hurt the demon god at all. Even if a few can pierce into the blood fog, they will be melted completely in an instant.

At the same time, Shi Lei had no time to regret the soul. Because the ghost hand has been cut by the empty sword, it instantly becomes two pieces. Although less than half a breath recovered as before, he took advantage of this short time to flash through the gap where the ghost hand was broken, and flew into the deep well close to the ground.

Hong Ling just covered the wellhead completely at this time.

When the Demon God saw Shi Lei escape from under his eyes, he was finally really angry. He grabbed Hong Ling and roared around:

"Chas up and catch the boy in front of me. I'm going to let him taste all the torture in the demon world and die!"

As the words fell, many transparent figures suddenly came out of the surrounding rock walls, and then changed from virtual to real. It turned out to be those magicians and immortals who had just left.

At the order of the Demon King, these people rushed into the deep well one after another, especially those immortals who were faster.

The soul silk has been completely destroyed, and the only powerful magic weapon in Shi Lei's hand is the empty sword. At this time, the wind behind him is everywhere. He looked back and saw more than a dozen monks chasing him. The first one was Jiang Wei, the suzerain of the Sword Sect that day.

These immortals are more aggressive and fierce than magicians.

Fortunately, the king's wings fly extremely fast, and these Yuanying monks are not allowed at all, so they don't have to worry about being caught up for a while.

It's just that I don't know how deep the deep well is. Except for the thicker and thicker red light, there is no end to it.

"Look back. The most important thing to chase us now is your suzerain." At this critical moment, Shi Lei was still in the mood to make fun of Wang Shuran in his arms.

"Ah, the suzerain..." Wang Shuran only took a look, and her face turned red with shame and anger.

"If you are a dog, you naturally have to listen to your master." In Shi Lei's words, he did not treat these immortals who had turned to the demon king as personal objects. However, judging from Liu Qiyuan's experience, they are not even dogs.

The people chasing behind them saw a Jindan monk flying at the same speed as theirs. Some people had been impatient for a long time. Finally, someone released a magic weapon to attack, and then everyone showed their magic power to block Shi Lei. Among them, those immortals are the most vicious, almost with all their strength.

Shi Lei looked at it and sneered in his heart: Compared with magicians, these immortals who usually self-apported to be the right path, once they become lackeys, they are more vicious.

At this time, the red light in front of him was extremely strong, and the bottom of the deep well finally appeared in the induction of divine consciousness. Shi Lei patted the storage bag and poured out the magic weapons of the nine door-to-door suzerains of Shengzhou that Xiao Li had given him before. Whether it was useless or not, all of them were sprinkled out and collided with the attack of the Yuanying monks, bursting with endless light and loud noise.

In this way, there is a scene in the deep well that has never appeared in the immortal world: a group of Yuanying monks chased and killed a Jindan monk, but they have never been able to help each other.

Although there are many magic weapons for the nine door-to-door suzerains, there are also times when they are exhausted. After all, Shi Lei is only a cultivation in the golden elixir period, and many magic weapons can't play a very role. Some magic weapons that even need to be driven by magic formulas are thrown backwards by him like stones, and there is no lethality at all.

Fortunately, although the magic weapon is not powerful, Shi Lei fell to the ground at the bottom of the well with the advantage of quantity. He hurriedly looked around for the exit.

But at a glance, he couldn't help crying out in his heart.

It turns out that this place is a dead end, and there is no exit!

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