The Demon King of the South China Sea really couldn't imagine how powerful a fifth-level Martial Lord was. If the Martial Saint was compared to the gods in Tianwu Continent, then the fifth-level Martial Lord should have created the existence of gods.
For them, a group of "frogs at the bottom of the well" in the Tianwu Continent, Martial Saints are rare, rare beings who only meet once in a thousand or ten thousand years, and Martial Saints are even more legendary existences.
After the transmission note in Lin Yun's hand flickered for a long time, there was a response from the other end.
"Old...boss..."
The voice of Prince Nangong was heard through the transmission talisman. His voice was trembling and mixed with a lot of fear.
Lin Yun's expression suddenly changed, and then he took a deep breath. He knew that Jian Xiaoyao had arrived.
"Your target is me, there is no need to attack them." Lin Yun knew that Jian Xiaoyao must be standing next to Prince Nangong.
Even through the transmission sound, Lin Yun could hear the heavy breathing of Prince Nangong and others.
After a while, a middle-aged man's voice came from the other end.
"Long time no see. I'm waiting for you in the Kingdom of Nanxia. You should know that my time is precious, so don't waste it."
This was the voice belonging to Jian Xiaoyao. The voice suddenly stopped, and the connection between the transmission notes was also lost.
"Demon King, you go back first. This matter is not something you can interfere with." Lin Yun's rare seriousness surprised the Nanhai Demon King.
Thinking back then, even when facing the Evil Emperor, Lin Yun had never been so nervous and serious. It seemed that the enemy this time was indeed difficult to deal with, and even Lin Yun did not have confidence.
"No! I will go with you." The Demon King of the South Sea righteously rejected Lin Yun's kindness.
On the one hand, she wanted to see if the legendary Martial Lord had three heads and six arms. On the other hand, she was also worried about something unexpected happening to Lin Yun.
Lin Yun didn't say anything more, but took out the scroll map of Tianwu Continent, trying to find a location for the prehistoric demon god's "space movement". After all, Jian Xiaoyao was there, so he couldn't teleport directly there.
Within the territory of the Southern Xia Kingdom.
"Brother Yun, are you sure?" Lin Ying was very worried about Lin Yun's safety.
Although Lin Yun is already very powerful, it is still too early to meet Jian Xiaoyao now.
Lin Yun shook his head and comforted: "Don't worry, there won't be any big problem."
At least he still had backup. Not only did the Sanctuary Alliance have reinforcements, he also had reinforcements, but he didn't know if he could hold on until the arrival of these "reinforcements."
At the same time, far away in the Southern Xia Kingdom, there was a mountain range called Bieyun Mountain.
Now under the mountain range, more than a dozen figures gathered here.
Among them were Prince Nangong and others, as well as Nangong Yan, Lin Tianyang, Yang Zhaochan and Lord Zhen Guo of the Nanxia Kingdom.
They were not tied up in any way, but their bodies remained completely in place, just because of Prince Nangong's words: "Don't resist, you will die..."
Naturally, Prince Nangong and others knew a little bit about Jian Xiaoyao.
As the strongest among the twelve sect leaders of the Sanctuary Alliance, a fifth-level Martial Lord was definitely not someone they could afford to offend.
Prince Nangong was a little helpless. This was the last teleportation array they were planning to destroy. Who knew that as soon as their group arrived here, the teleportation array shone with light.
Before they could react, three figures had appeared, blocking their way.
In addition to Jian Xiaoyao, there are two other elders of the Divine Sword Sect, both of whom have reached the fifth level of Martial Saint. They are also unable to deal with them.
"He is not afraid of danger, he is a good embryo." Jian Xiaoyao threw the transmission talisman back to Prince Nangong, and had no intention of taking action against Prince Nangong and the others here.
After all, catching Lin Yun is one of the first. The second, of course, is to find Alchemist Murong.
Jian Xiaoyao knew that Lin Yun had a strong bone. If Lin Yun refused to give in, he would at least save the lives of Prince Nangong and others, and still be able to find the headquarters of the Shen Tu Sect.
"You are the king of the Nanxia Kingdom, right?" Jian Xiaoyao walked up to Nangong Yan and looked at her carefully.
"Stay away from sister-in-law!" Prince Nangong immediately stood in front of Nangong Yan. When the two elders behind Jian Xiaoyao saw this, they were about to take action, but Jian Xiaoyao waved his hand to signal them to retreat.
"He has a pretty good personality, but you can see that resisting will only increase casualties. Lin Yun is coming back soon. How about we go to the royal city of Nanxia and wait for him?" Jian Xiaoyao smiled and said, "What if?
If he can give me a satisfactory answer, you will not die."
At this point, the resistance of Prince Nangong and others is meaningless.
This group of people had followed Lin Yun through life and death, and had gone through many hells, so naturally they were not afraid of death.
However, in front of a fifth-level Martial Lord, no matter how much they resist, it will have no effect. Their deaths have no meaning at all, and are even stupid.
In the end, Nangong Yan had no choice but to return to the Nanxia Royal City with Jian Xiaoyao and the others.
When the soldiers saw Jian Xiaoyao and others appearing, they couldn't help but be a little surprised.
And they could clearly see that the clothes of the two elders were exactly the same as the clothes of Jian Cheng who was killed by Lin Yun.
"king!"
"Let them go..."
"Get ready to do it!"
The soldiers in Nanxia King's City raised their weapons in a fierce manner.
When Nangong Yan saw this, she immediately shouted: "Everyone, stop it and stand down!"
After receiving Nangong Yan's order, the soldiers retreated unwillingly.
Jian Xiaoyao was not angry and was very calm. He followed Nangong Yan and others to the palace. Then he poured himself a cup of tea and sat on the throne very comfortably.
"I'd like to ask you all to wait a moment, Lin Yun will be back soon." Jian Xiaoyao said.
Not to mention anything else, Jian Xiaoyao does look like a handsome gentleman now.
Two elders of the Divine Sword Sect guarded the gate of the palace, while Prince Nangong and others stood in the center of the palace.
Jian Xiaoyao looked around and suddenly said: "I remember your name is Nangong Yan, and you are Lin Yun's wife. If the information is correct, you should have a daughter, right?"
At this moment, Nangong Yan's face suddenly turned pale and she subconsciously took a step back.
Lin Tianyang and Yang Zhaochan also changed their expressions. Lin Tianyang said bravely: "It won't bring harm to your family, what do you want!?"
"Compared with your son being called a "Demon God" in the God's Realm, I want to see what the little Demon God born from this Demon God is like." Jian Xiaoyao seemed to feel a little uncomfortable with the tea and directly picked up the wine from his waist.
Gourd took a sip and reminded: "Don't forget your status now, so you don't have to bargain with me."