"Enough!"
The voice of Spirit Turtle Mo, the big demon, rang out, followed by a chain that seemed to be made of seawater, shimmering with a gray light.
It twined in the air, binding Shen Lei securely from head to tail.
At this moment, the dozen or so powerful experts from the immortal sect present had already gathered intimidating auras, preparing to capture and kill Shen Lei using magic, magic artifacts, talismans, or curse platforms.
If it weren't for the presence of the big demons of the Marine Race, numerous attacks would have been launched at this Flood Dragon in the next instant!
Shen Mo's Demon Slaying Sword vibrated, its terrifying sword Qi condensed but unreleased.
It was about to strike the big demon Shen Lei, but seeing Spirit Turtle Mo make the first move, it quivered slightly and dispersed the sharp sword Qi.
"Shen, if you have any leverage, reveal it! Don't toy with us." Spirit Turtle Mo's tone carried a hint of dissatisfaction.
