Lin San's face turned blue with anger: "King White Horn, let me tell you the truth. My wife was restrained by the Demon King. I need this seal to lift the restraint in my wife's body now. So...I really I can't give you the seal...but don't worry. After the restriction in my wife's body is lifted, I will immediately give the seal to you with both hands. You should know very well that as a human being, it is impossible for me to be the demon king. So I won’t be tempted by Seal at all..."
"Stop talking nonsense to me. I want the seal now." King Baijiao also has his own considerations. Although Lin San now keeps saying that he is not greedy for the seal, what if Lin San learns that there is a super powerful weapon sealed in the seal? Magic. It is estimated that Lin San will have an idea at that time.
Lin San was really angry: "King White Horn, why are you so unreasonable?"
"Hey." The White-Horned King sneered: "How can I talk to you as a human being? Stop talking nonsense. If you want to save that little girl, hurry up and send the demon king's seal."
"You..." Lin San really wanted to go up and kill the White-horned King. But reason told Lin San not to do so much. Not to mention that Lin San was not as good as the White-horned King. Even if he fought, he might not be the White-horned King's opponent. Besides, Lin San was not as good as the White-horned King. Xiao Ling was still in the hands of King White Horn. Lin San couldn't act rashly anymore.
"Lin San. I'll count to ten. If you don't send the seal over, I will kill that little girl." The White-horned King lost his patience: "One, two, three..."
Lin San's face turned black. He hated being threatened the most in his life.
"Seven, eight, nine..." The White-horned King recited very quickly. He was about to finish reciting the ten numbers in the blink of an eye.
At this critical moment, an accident happened.
"Bang." The sleeves of the White-horned King suddenly exploded. Then a ball of fire burst out. The ball of fire spun around and flew to Lin San. "Bang." The ball of fire fell to the ground and turned into a ball of fire. A pink, seven or eight-year-old little girl.
"Xiao Ling." Lin San looked happy. The little girl who fell out of the fire was actually the missing Xiao Ling.
Xiao Ling's face was full of anger: "That guy with the horns on his head is so hateful. He actually attacked me... and wanted to trap me. Fortunately, I just absorbed the fire essence and my strength increased greatly. Otherwise, I really wouldn't be able to escape." "
The White-horned King looked very ugly at this time. He never thought that Xiao Ling could escape from his sleeves. Don't underestimate his sleeves. There is a universe hidden inside. If a person with ordinary cultivation level is put into the sleeves, .Don’t even think about it.
Lin San laughed: "White-horned King. What else can you do to threaten me now?" After Xiao Ling got out of trouble, Lin San breathed a sigh of relief. He no longer had to worry about the White-horned King.
A stern look flashed in the eyes of the White-horned King: "Lin San, I originally wanted to have a peaceful deal with you. But I didn't expect you to be so disrespectful. Then don't blame me for being ruthless." Since I can no longer threaten Lin San, then Just grab it directly. As he spoke, the White-horned King pounced towards Lin San.
Before Lin San could counterattack, Xiao Ling rushed forward.
"Xiao Ling, come back. You are no match for him." Lin San's expression changed.
Xiao Ling ignored Lin San's shouts and continued to attack the White-horned King.
"You are really looking for death." The White-horned King snorted coldly. He raised his hand and slapped Xiao Ling.
Xiao Ling twisted his body to avoid the palm of the White-horned King. Then he sprayed a mouthful of flames at the back of the White-horned King's head.
The White-horned King waved his big hand and dispersed the flames with an invisible force. Then he grabbed Xiao Ling's arm with his backhand.
"Let go of Xiao Ling." At this time, Lin San rushed up and punched the White-horned King in the chest.
The White-horned King is so insidious. He actually pulled Xiao Ling and blocked his chest.
Lin San reacted quickly. He turned his fist into a palm and grabbed Xiao Ling's shoulder. He pulled hard and tried to snatch Xiao Ling away from the White-horned King.
How could the White-horned King let Lin San succeed? He grabbed Xiao Ling with one hand and slapped Lin San on the head with the other hand.
Lin San's eyes flashed with a trace of cruelty. He actually didn't dodge or dodge. He slapped the White-horned King hard on the forehead.
"Bang." The white-horned king felt as if his palm had been slapped on an iron block. The palm of his hand was numb from the shock. The white-horned king was secretly surprised: What is Lin San's head made of? Why is it so hard?
While the White-horned King was in a daze, Lin San directly used his spiritual consciousness to summon thousands of Thunder Demon Bees. With a command, thousands of Thunder Demon Bees pounced towards the White-horned King.
The White-horned King was startled. Just as he was about to dodge, he was pulled back by a huge force. The White-horned King glared at Lin San: "Let go." The White-horned King grabbed one of Xiao Ling's arms, while Lin San grabbed Holding Xiao Ling's shoulder. As long as Lin San doesn't let go, the White-horned King won't be able to fly away.
"Let go." Lin San hummed.
At this moment, thousands of Thunder Demon Bees had arrived behind the White-Horned King.
"You forced me to do this." The White-horned King roared angrily. He let go of Xiao Ling. Then he shook his hand and threw out a flying knife. The flying knife rotated and slashed towards Xiao Ling's neck. He threw the throwing knife. After that, the White-horned King teleported to the side.
Lin San stepped in front of Xiao Ling and caught the flying knife with his chest.
"Lin San..." Xiao Ling exclaimed. He stretched out his small arms and hugged Lin San. He said with a choked voice: "Why are you so stupid? That flying knife can't hurt me..."
"Why are you crying? I'm not dead." Lin San shook slightly and broke away from Xiao Ling's embrace.
"You...you're okay." Xiao Ling looked at Lin San in surprise.
Lin San snorted: "It's just a flying knife. It can't hurt me at all." Lin San has practiced body refining. His body has long been as hard as steel. Ordinary magic weapons can't hurt him at all. He is at the level of a spiritual treasure. It would be difficult for the treasure to harm Lin San's body.
Seeing that Lin San was fine, Xiao Ling relaxed. He reached out and wiped his tears: "I was really scared to death just now. I thought you..."
"Buzz buzz..." A buzzing sound suddenly came from the side.
Lin San turned around and was stunned. He saw a stream of water suddenly appearing in front of the White-Horned King. Thousands of Thunder Demon Bees hid far away, not daring to rush towards it.
"Hmph... The Thunder Demon Bee is powerful, but it also has its nemesis. As long as it is a water-attribute magic weapon, it can restrain the Thunder Demon Bee... It just so happens that I happen to be carrying such a water-attribute treasure..." The White-Horned King smiled proudly and said: "Lin San, without the help of the Thunder Demon Bee, you are no match for me."
Lin San pouted: "That's right. In terms of cultivation, I am not as good as you. But in terms of means, I am much better than you."
"What do you mean?" The White-Horned King frowned.