When Lin Hai saw this, he was overjoyed and commanded Xiao Hong to fly to the Demon Lord's side.
"It's not him yet!"
The Demon Lord clasped his hands behind his back, pointed at the Drunken Immortal beside him, and said with an unhappy look on his face.
"Hey, don't I just ask you to be a driver? Do you need to keep showing off?"
The Drunken Immortal rolled his eyes at the Demon Lord, and then asked with a solemn expression.
"Brother Lin Hai, I was drinking with the Demon Lord just now, and suddenly I sensed the aura of the God-conferring magic weapon."
"Do you know who used the magic weapon to confer gods?"
"Magic weapon for conferring gods?" Lin Hai knew that the magic weapon for conferring gods mentioned by Drunken Immortal was definitely not real, but an imitation.
But even so, Lin Hai couldn't help but be surprised.
Because so far, the imitations of the God-conferring magic weapon he has seen are not only from Kunlun, but also from the Wutian Alliance!
Lin Hai recalled the battle just now, then his eyes lit up and he said.
"It must be Lin Yu!"
"Lin Yu? He's not dead?" The Drunken Immortal was startled and said in surprise.
"He's not dead, and he suddenly appeared just now and used an umbrella-shaped magic weapon to rescue the ancestor of the Lin family!"
"That umbrella-shaped magic weapon has the effect of transferring space and becoming invisible. Maybe it is the magic weapon you mentioned!"
When the Drunken Immortal heard this, a brilliant light suddenly flashed before his eyes.
"Umbrella-shaped magic weapon, capable of both space transfer and invisibility!"
"This is the Hunyuan Banner of True Monarch Daode!"
The Drunken Fairy was stunned on the spot, with a puzzled expression on his face, and couldn't help but feel a little dazed.
"Brother Drunken Immortal, this Hunyuan Banner comes from Kunlun."
The Drunken Immortal frowned and did not answer Lin Hai's question, but sighed softly.
"Go back and see Lin Yu!"
After saying that, the Drunken Immortal pointed towards Xiahou Chuan.
"Isn't this guy a good guy? Get rid of him first!"
Xia Houchuan was on the opposite side. Hearing these words, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he felt secretly resentful in his heart.
He had no enmity with the Drunken Immortal, but he didn't expect the Drunken Immortal to deal with him, which was really annoying.
However, there was an almost invincible Demon Lord on Drunken Immortal's side. No matter how angry and resentful he felt, he didn't even dare to move.
"Xiahou Chuan, the leader of the Alchemy Sect, has met Senior Demon Lord!"
Xiahou Chuan took a deep breath, plucked up the courage, and hugged his fists towards the Demon Lord.
Apart from killing an Immortal Supreme from the Wutian Alliance as soon as he came up, the Demon Lord did not take action after that.
There was still a trace of luck in Xiahou Chuan's heart.
Perhaps, if I respect the Demon Lord and say something nice, the Demon Lord may not be involved in this matter.
The Demon Lord raised his eyelids and glanced at him lightly.
"Are you from the Wutian Alliance?"
"Exactly!" At this point, Xiahou Chuan no longer needed to be secretive and answered directly.
"Tell them all to stop!"
The Demon Lord raised his hand, pointed at the two groups who were fighting against the ancestor of the Meng family and Ouyang Puhui, and said calmly.
"Everyone stop!"
Xiahou Chuan didn't dare to disobey and shouted.
In an instant, the fighting stopped and both sides returned to their respective camps.
"Take your people and get out!"
The Demon Lord clasped his hands behind his back, with an indifferent expression on his face, and suddenly spoke.
As soon as the Demon Lord said these words, the faces of people on both sides changed, revealing expressions of surprise and suspicion.
"Demon Lord, Xiahou Chuan secretly harmed my ancestors for the sake of our Meng family royal family, we cannot let them go!" King Meng Dexue looked anxious and said hurriedly from the side.
As soon as he finished speaking, he felt a fierce murderous intention falling on him instantly, making him change his color in horror.
"Is there a place for you to speak here?" Demon Lord's tone was cold, majestic and stern.
"I..." Meng Dexue was at a loss for words and opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't speak again.
Although he is a king, he is the nominal supreme ruler of Tianyun Kingdom.
However, in front of a terrifying master of Demon Lord's level, he really has no qualifications to speak.
"Alas!" Suddenly, the ancestor of the Meng family sighed softly and looked at the Demon Lord with a bitter smile.
"Demon Lord, Xiahou Chuan can leave, but Xue Wuxue must stay!"
The Demon Lord nodded, "Xue Wuxue is despicable and insidious. The seller seeks glory, so don't let him go!"
Buzz!
As soon as the Demon Lord finished speaking, his figure suddenly disappeared.
The next moment, Xue Wuxue, who was standing next to Xiahou Chuan, suddenly let out a frightened scream.
"Master Xiahou, save me!"
Bang!
As soon as Xue Wuxue finished speaking, a cloud of blood mist rose up.
Xue Wuxue, the supreme immortal of the immortal world, was crushed to pieces by the Demon Lord's palm, and his body and spirit were destroyed!
Hiss~
This scene made everyone present take a deep breath and feel chills all over their bodies.
Especially Xiahou Chuan and the Immortal Supremes of the Wutian Alliance behind him, looking at the Demon Lord who had returned to his previous position, his eyelids were trembling and his heart was about to jump out of his chest.
This time, they looked at the figure of the Demon Lord as if they were looking at a god of death, full of fear.
Xue Wuxue is the Supreme Immortal, standing almost at the top of the Tianyun Kingdom's monastic world.
However, the Demon Lord unexpectedly rushed into the middle of the dozen or so Immortal Supreme Beings as if he was in a deserted place, killed Xue Wuxue forcefully, and then retreated without a trace.
These people don't even have a chance to react. The comparison of strength determines who is superior and who is inferior!
"Killing the Supreme Immortal is like killing a chicken. This Demon Lord must not be easily provoked!"
The Immortal Supremes of the Wutian Alliance, who thought they could easily sweep across the Tianyun Kingdom, no longer had the arrogance they had at the beginning, but were replaced by deep fear and fear.
With the Demon Lord's terrifying strength, if he wanted to kill any of them.
They don't have the slightest chance to escape, only death awaits them!
"Remember it!" Demon Lord's words rang out again.
"How the Wutian Alliance expands its power in other countries, I, the Demon Lord, don't bother to ask."
"But in Taixuan City, if I see people from the Wutian Alliance again, Xue Wuxue will serve as a warning!"
After saying that, the Demon Lord suddenly shouted loudly, like a thunderbolt from the blue, in the ears of Xiahou Chuan and others.
"roll!"
Xiahou Chuan and the Immortal Supremes of the Wutian Alliance suddenly became excited.
Then, I felt as if I had been granted amnesty, and my heart was filled with ecstasy.
The Demon Lord told them to get out, which was a great joy for them.
At least make it clear that the Demon Lord will not kill them!
As for what the Demon Lord said, Wutian Alliance is not allowed to appear in Taixuan City, that is another story.
Moreover, it is not something they should worry about.
"Senior Demon Lord, Xiahou Chuan will take his leave!"
Xiahou Chuan once again raised his fist towards the Demon Lord, then hurriedly turned around, fearing that the Demon Lord would regret it, and fled in a hurry on the clouds.
"Everyone, stop!"
At this moment, a sharp shout suddenly sounded, causing everyone in Xiahou Chuan to freeze.
Then, he stopped the cloud stand and turned his head to look with a hint of horror.
But they saw Lin Hai standing on Xiao Hong's back, with his hands behind his back, a cold light shining in his eyes, falling on Xia Houcai.
"Lin Hai, what do you mean?"
Xiahou Chuan smiled coldly, he was afraid of the Demon Lord, but not Lin Hai!
"It's not interesting!" Lin Hai narrowed his eyes slightly, suddenly a murderous intent flashed in his eyes, and said coldly.
"They can leave, but you can't!"
"What did you say?!" Xiahou Chuan's expression changed, and then he snorted disdainfully.
"Lin Hai, Senior Demon Lord has already let us go, who do you think you are?"
After saying that, Xiahou Chuan glanced at Lin Hai with disdain and waved his hand towards the Immortal Supremes of the Wutian Alliance.
"Ignore him, let's go!"
Chirp!
Just as the cloud frame under Xiahou Chuan's feet moved, a fire phoenix suddenly descended from the sky and instantly turned into a wall of fire several feet high, blocking the path of Xia Houchuan and others.
Then, Lin Hai's indifferent voice, with a strong murderous intent, sounded again. "You can leave, but keep your life!"