Magic City catacombs.
Fang ping brought Lu Zhen out of the boundary. Along the way, Lu Zhen was trembling with fear.
He realized that this grand-disciple of his was truly audacious.
When he walked through the desert of ten thousand ants, he didn't stop at all, directly flying through the air.
This was a forbidden area of the demon race!
Fang ping, on the other hand, did not think too much about it. He was fast, and the demons in the desert of ten thousand ants should not be able to catch up to him.
Moreover, it wouldn't be good to hide with Lu Zhen.
I also want my face!
Was he going to dig a hole and leave with Lu Zhen?
Let the past be the past!
Now that he had dealt with the demons in the precinct, he could just go around in circles in Magic city's catacombs. Old Zhang and the battle King would find a way to get him out when they sensed his situation.
Even if they didn't go out and attacked in advance, it would be the same.