On the hillside, Jiang Huan and Ling Qingshuang had a brief conversation, but did not continue to stay. Although there were no traces of demon monks behind them, it did not mean that the two were safe at this moment. The demons might just have not caught up with the old man. In addition, it is not safe for them to sit in the area at the moment, so he must leave as soon as possible to better ensure safety.

Jiang Huan took out the flying magic weapon Zhuri, and then boarded the flying magic weapon with Ling Qingshuang. However, he did not control the flying magic weapon himself, but gave it to Ling Qingshuang to control it. He quickly took the recovery pills, then sat down cross-leggedly, and refined the pills in his body as quickly as possible. During the escape, he used the secret technique of acceleration many times. In addition, he had fought fiercely with demon cultivators before, and the power of the holy energy in his body was actually a little stretched. Let Ling Qingshuang control the flying waste Zhuri, so he could take this opportunity to rest.

As a high-grade flying magic weapon, the flight speed is extremely rapid.

Time flies, and half a day passes in a blink of an eye.

After half a day of rest, Jiang Huan recovered a lot of the power of the Holy Yuan in his body.

In the flying magic weapon, Jiang Huan slowly opened his eyes and then looked at Ling Qingshuang, who was sitting cross-legged not far away. At this time, Ling Qingshuang was focusing on controlling the flying magic weapon, and was also paying attention to the situation around him at all times.

Jiang Huan took a breath and asked slowly, "Qingshuang, what's the matter?"

When Ling Qingshuang heard this, he glanced at Jiang Huan and replied leisurely: "No for the time being."

Jiang Huan nodded slightly and said, "Well, the power of the holy essence in my body has almost recovered. Next, let me control the flying magic weapon. You may have consumed a lot of money before fighting with the demon cultivators. You can rest for a while."

Ling Qingshuang was silent for a few breaths, and then slowly replied: "Okay."

Afterwards, Jiang Huan personally controlled the flying magic weapon Zhuri, while Ling Qingshuang sat cross-legged on the side, concentrating her luck and began to rest.

Jiang Huan's current target is Wanluo City. Before accepting the task of ambushing the demon clan's tracking team, he and the elders had already become the great elder Bai Luohe learned from the mouth that the monks' team would be broken into pieces and fled to Wanluo City. In this way, he and Ling Qingshuang naturally had no need to find the human clan's team, they just needed to return to Wanluo City.

Jiang Huan has already designated the specific route back to Wanluo City. In order to avoid contact with demon monks, his route has many detours. Although the distance is relatively long, it is relatively safer.

The flying magic weapon is flying rapidly along the way day by day.

On the way, Jiang Huan saw some scattered human monks, most of whom were Zhenyuan stage human monks. However, he did not stop asking, but continued to move forward at high speed. In addition, he also encountered the elders of the Shengyuan stage, but he did not go forward to greet him, but followed his own route to move quickly.

Before I knew it, two months passed in a flash.

After two months of continuous flight, the flying magic weapon finally arrived at the controlled area of ​​Wanluo City. Compared with the previous army of monks who set out to fight, the Wanluo City area has still undergone obvious changes. The large defensive magic array of the city has been opened. If the outside monks are allowed, it is not easy to enter Wanluo City. In addition, a team of monk patrol teams outside Wanluo City can be seen almost everywhere.

Jiang Huan and Ling Qingshuang arrived at the area near Wanluo City and encountered the patrol team.

The patrol team was not large, with only twelve people in total, riding a unified bird, and they were all disciples of the True Yuan stage, and the leader was a disciple of the peak cultivation level of the Tianyuan Realm.

Seeing Jiang Huan's flying magic weapon rushing to the sun, the patrol team immediately stepped forward. The headed disciple of the peak cultivation level of Tianyuan Realm seemed quite respectful. He first bowed slightly, and then spoke in a tone: "Disciple Luo Shicheng, the captain of the 170th Patrol Team of Wanluo City, is currently in a special situation, and I hope that the senior can reveal his identity."

Jiang Huan was not embarrassed by the patrol team. He flashed slightly and then he came out of the flying magic weapon. He glanced at the more than ten people in the patrol team, and then said slowly: "I am Elder of the Dao Demon Mountain, this is my identity token."

While speaking, Jiang Huan took out his identity information token.

The disciple of the peak cultivation level of Tianyuan Realm just glanced at it from a distance, and immediately replied: "It turns out to be Senior Dao Demon Mountain. The disciple is abrupt. I hope you forgive me."

Jiang Huan nodded slightly and put away the token.

The disciple of the peak cultivation level of Tianyuan Realm immediately said: "Senior, the Wanluo City defense formation has been opened. It requires permission to enter the formation. If you don't mind, the disciple is willing to guide you."

Jiang Huan replied: "Okay."

After talking, Jiang Huan returned to the flying magic weapon Zhuri, and then followed the patrol team led by Luo Shicheng towards Wanluo City.

Soon, the group arrived at one of the entrances and exits of the defensive formation.

After the Wanluo City defense formation was opened, only more than ten entrances and exits were opened, and there were no entrances and exits guarded by the elders of the Holy Yuan Realm.

There were two Holy Yuan stage elders at the entrance and exit where the group arrived, one of the Holy Emperor Realm elders and one of the Holy King Realm elders.

When Jiang Huan arrived at the entrance and exit, the two elders came forward to greet him in person.

"So it's Brother Shanjiang, the Sword Demon!"

The elder of the Holy Emperor Realm saw Jiang Huan walking out of the flying magic weapon Zhuri, and a smile appeared on his face and raised his hand and bowed slightly.

Jiang Huan looked at the elder of the Holy Emperor Realm, and had some impression in his mind. He had seen the other party when he was in Wanluo City before, and the other party was an elder of Wanluo Palace.

"Brother Lu!"

Jiang Huan replied slightly and said politely.

At the same time, Ling Qingshuang walked out of the flying magic weapon and raised her hand to Xiu Lu.

The monk surnamed Lu showed a little surprise, and then said thoughtfully: "Remember right, this fairy should be the elder of the Rakshasa Palace."

Ling Qingshuang nodded and said, "Purple Smoke of Rakshasa Palace."

The monk surnamed Lu immediately said politely: "I have seen Fairy Ziyan."

At this time, the cultivator surnamed Lu was quite surprised. The two people in front of him belonged to different sects, so how could they be together?

Jiang Huan could sense that the monk surnamed Lu was quite curious about him and Ling Qingshuang, but he didn't explain anything when he was sick. After talking to the other party for a few polite words, he entered Wanluo City with Ling Qingshuang.

The monk surnamed Lu did not ask too much, after all, he had confirmed the identities of Jiang Huan and Ling Qingshuang.

Jiang Huan and Ling Qingshuang soon passed through the defensive army of Wanluo City, entered Wanluo City, and then headed towards the central area of ​​Wanluo City together.

After arriving in the central area of ​​Wanluo City, Jiang Huan and Ling Qingshuang separated, one heading towards the area where the elder of the Daomo Mountain was stationed, and the other heading towards the area where the elder of the Rakshasa Palace was stationed.
Chapter completed!