Yun Lan didn't delay, and crossed the jaws and went directly towards Chu Changsheng's side.

Before he could get closer, he was swept back by a burst of energy.

Lu Wuya saw Yun Lan falling not far away, but he was puzzled.

Yun Lan stood there, looking at Chu Changsheng and the Demon Venerable.

The clouds were moving in the sky, and a strong wind was blowing.

Han Zhao had a smile on his face, and Tao Yanzhi looked up, his temples jumping suddenly.

"It's about to start." Han Zhao said softly.

The two heads and Pei Nanxun also looked at the place where the turmoil occurred.

It was the place where Chu Changsheng and the Demon Venerable fought.

Chu Changsheng also noticed that something was wrong, he stepped back and took a deep breath.

Demon Venerable smiled and said, "Did you just feel something wrong now?" ”

The sword in the Demon Venerable's hand exuded a scarlet aura, which was different from the previous feeling.

"It's true that I've been raising it with essence blood for so many years, but it really hasn't disappointed me." Demon Venerable laughed, his fingers touching the blade of the sword.

The immortal killers and demons did not move, and stood there quietly, and the monks did not move.

Xue Jiaojiao looked over there, and could only vaguely see a little outline.

It didn't happen in her memories of her previous life, so she didn't know what the ending would be.

Tao Yanzhi kept struggling inside the magic clock, trying to get out of here.

Han Zhao looked at him with a smile, "I said that I would let you watch the Immortal Cultivation Realm fall down little by little." ”

Tao Yanzhi was close, and naturally he saw that the sword of the Demon Venerable was strange.

"Bastard!" Tao Yanzhi slammed the bell.

Pei Nanxun heard the voice and saw Tao Yanzhi's angry expression.

Lu Wuya couldn't take care of those demon dragons anymore, and hurriedly ran to Yun Lan's side.

"What's that? What's the deal with that sword? ”

Yun Lan clenched her palms, "I don't know, but we can't go over now." ”

As soon as he wanted to get closer, he was directly swept back, and he was like this, let alone others.

Before Lu Wuya could say anything more, he saw the Demon Venerable waving his sword towards Chu Changsheng.

Chu Changsheng took it head-on, but Lu Wuya could see that this sword was very difficult to connect.

Han Zhao shouted over there, and the morale of the immortal killers and demons soared.

The monk's face was dejected, and the elders hurried to stabilize the army's morale.

This time, the situation on both sides was directly reversed.

With the blessing of that sword, the strength of the Demon Venerable rose to another level.

He looked at Chu Changsheng, shook his head helplessly, and said, "I said when I went to Wuling Mountain to look for you earlier that you are old. ”

Chu Changsheng has a lot of gray hair on his sideburns, and his face does look much older.

"As I said, you are a bit one-sided in judging the length by age." Chu Changsheng knocked the sword back.

The Demon Venerable's body remained unmoved, "Chu Changsheng, you are no longer my opponent." ”

Chu Changsheng didn't reply, his eyes flickered, if the Demon Venerable said this before, then he would definitely laugh at it, but now it's different.

The sword was indeed strange, and he couldn't see it, and if he had put it all together, he might have died with him.

Thinking like this, Chu Changsheng became more determined.

The scarlet aura was mixed with pitch black, and the demonic aura wandered around Chu Changsheng's side wantonly.

Chu Changsheng's eyes were cold, and he glanced at the monks behind him.

They were all watching him, so the Demon Venerable definitely couldn't live.

It's just the two of them on the battlefield, so that no one else can break in.

Chu Changsheng believed that the rest of the immortal killers and demons would definitely be able to deal with it.