The situation suddenly changed, the pressure in the air increased, and the two demons and birds, Jade Shura, Blood Shura, and the rag, were tightly pressed together by an invisible force, and Blood Shura helped Jade Shura carry most of the pressure with a gloomy face. The rag was not so lucky, its wing feathers were broken by the brush, and the short fluff was scattered everywhere like snow.

"Help—" the rag let out a desperate roar, an earth-shattering, heart-rending scream.

"Rag!" The empty heart hung in an instant, but he immediately realized that he couldn't help it at all, and it was not even known whether he would be able to get out of it himself.

Running away or staying behind is a real question.

Instinct told him that he shouldn't think about these things here at all, and his best thing to do now is to run away immediately, immediately, and quickly! Even Boss Wen has run away, he can't do anything if he stays here alone, and there is a high probability that he will encounter something evil and put himself in!

"Rag, what did you say for me to take out?"

"Help—help—help—help—" I don't know if it's because of my own behavior that the rag saw hope, and let it see the light of day in despair. The rag suddenly writhed violently from side to side, and the shouts rang out one after another, as if it had grasped a life-saving straw.

"Eh, rag, I want to take you out too, but ......" Seeing the rag's desperate struggle, a strong sense of guilt swelled in the hollow heart, even if he usually doesn't have a good impression of this stinky bird, but everyone is obviously a group of people, and now he wants to abandon his companions and slip away, it is really difficult to get through the level in his heart.

That's right, how can Boss Wen ...... His heart is so hard, how can he just throw everyone in danger and run away by himself!

Wait a minute!

Sora noticed that the rag had a firm expression and looked behind him. He also turned his head, who knew that this glance made the expression on his face suddenly freeze, and he stared blankly at the stove where Chang Zhaowen had been, he blinked, when did that barrel appear?

On the cooking table next to the stove, a wooden barrel stood abruptly.

"Bang!" A loud noise attracted the empty attention to the side of the blood Shura again, and I don't know if the blood Shura really couldn't bear the dry consumption of the demon power, she drove the demon power to forcibly build a light blue barrier, but it backfired, and it took a lot of effort to form a half-human-high transparent layer, but because of the temporary lack of demon power, the entire barrier fell down with a bang, fell to the ground, and disappeared without a trace after a loud sound of heavy object impact.

"Ahh

"It's over......" Xue Shura let out a sigh and sat down on the ground, her face whiter than paper, but even so, her hand was still firmly pressed on Yu Shura's back.

Blood Shura knew that she had missed the last chance to escape, and their string was now in a strange balance with the Green Shadow, their side kept outputting while the Green Shadow kept in. The output and input are maintained in the same dimension, so there is barely no imbalance, she wants to defeat with her own strength, but obviously she overestimates her ability, and now it is difficult to even get out!

But she didn't have the slightest chance, and when she was swept in just now, there was a 0.01 second for the balance to be broken. At that time, if she concentrated her forces and fled, she might be able to get out of this mess.

But if she withdraws, the little demonic power of the rag is completely insufficient to support the existing balance, then the jade Shura will be swept into it along with the rag by the green shadow. She didn't know what it meant to be pulled over by the green shadow, but her feelings made her unable to let go of Yu Shura, her only sister, she couldn't afford to take it, and she didn't want to take this risk!

But now...... Possible...... She couldn't escape.

Blood Shura stared at the green shadow, the green on it had become very thin, and the whole shadow was almost transparent, and it was impossible to see its outline if you didn't look carefully. She couldn't figure out about this, since the green shadow had absorbed so much of her demonic power, it was supposed to become stronger, but now...... Why does Green Shadow seem to have been hit hard, so where did their demonic power go?

"Oh my God...... Kongkong's head shook and muttered: "Boss Wen's grandfather, is it Xiaoqiang? It's already like this, can you still make the Blood Shura so embarrassed?"

Kongkong's eyes were blurred, staring at the Blood Shura blankly, the look on her face was passing little by little at a speed visible to the naked eye, and in just a moment, she looked at least ten years older.

Blood Shura is like a rose floating in the wind, withering rapidly, why is this happening?

Sora felt the air getting hotter and hotter, and the temperature was getting hotter, and his head began to sweat, and beads of sweat hung on the tips of his hair, and even the granite floor under his feet suddenly became hot, and the room was like an oven that was heating up! Sora "snorted", kicked his legs, and jumped back on the empty table he had been sitting on.

Forget it, since he can still move freely, let's withdraw first!

But...... What about the door?

The sudden upheaval made Sora panic, there was a door here, otherwise where would they have entered this basement!

But after looking around, I really couldn't find any sign that the door had ever existed! This shouldn't be! Even if the door was sealed, there would still be a door frame left, right?

Just when he was at a loss and the six gods had no master, he heard the sound of footsteps behind him, "Who?!" Kongkong's nerves were already tense to the extreme, and he let out a sharp cry out of control.

"Who?!"

"Who?!"

His voice hovered in the air, echoing, gradually decreasing.

His eyes widened, and he let out a long sigh of relief: "Boss Wen, where did you just go? Hey, what are you holding in your hand?

I don't know why, the moment Kongkong saw Chang Zhaowen, the previous tension and anxiety were swept away, and even the scorching air that made him feel anxious instantly cooled down. It was an inexplicable feeling of reassurance, and the heart that hung in his throat was finally able to return to his chest.

It is said that it is human nature to be full of warm thoughts, and the emptiness that is as pure as a blank piece of paper will naturally not do this, but after being relieved, he focused all his attention on a dark brown clay pot that Chang Zhaowen held in his arms. The clay pot looks like an old thing, the pattern on it is dull, looking at Chang Zhaowen's two hands carefully holding it, this clay pot seems to be quite heavy.

I don't know if it's a psychological effect, when he saw the clay pot in Chang Zhaowen's hand, his heart skipped a beat, and saliva instantly gushed out, this is simply a conditioned reflex, and his intuition told him that there must be something delicious in this clay pot.

Kongkong couldn't care about the heat anymore, and completely forgot about the disappearing door, and how to escape next, jumped off the table with one hand, and went directly to pick up the clay pot in Chang Zhaowen's arms.