Before Han Zhao could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Lu Wuya.

"Isn't the Demon Venerable you have in your heart also your backer?"

Before Han Zhao closed his eyes, his face was still full of unwillingness.

Lu Wuya took his life and breathed a sigh of relief.

The thorn in the heart was finally removed.

More than five hundred years ago, Lu Wuya met Han Zhao, and Lu Wuya was about to take over as the head of Dongsheng Shenzhou at that time.

Lu Wuya is older than these leaders, and he took over early.

At that time, he and those elders in charge of the family chased and intercepted Han Zhao, Han Zhao was also very arrogant when he was young and frivolous, walked them for a long time, and finally escaped from them.

Seeing Han Zhao's corpse, Lu Wuya was reassured.

Right now, it's over to Chu Changsheng and Demon Venerable.

The Demon Venerable already knew the following situation, and he wanted to summon the three demon dragons but there was no movement, it seems that he made a move.

He should have dealt with Xue Jiaojiao before the war, or was he careless.

Unexpectedly, he returned to his body and was really out of his control.

Overall, he was a little too confident.

Because of that momentary distraction, the Demon Venerable was now defeated by Chu Changsheng.

Chu Changsheng slowed down a little and rushed over again.

The Demon Venerable has already retreated, he is alive, and there is still hope in the future, if even he is dead, then the Demon Clan really has no hope at all.

"Don't try to escape, you can't escape." Chu Changsheng looked straight at him.

Demon Venerable sneered, turned around and was about to leave.

The sky was thundering, and the thunderstorm blocked his way.

Demon Venerable turned his head to look at Chu Changsheng, "You are desperate to keep me." ”

"When I came, I was ready to die here."

Demon Venerable sighed, the thunder array was in front of him, he couldn't escape, this was summoned by Chu Changsheng with his lifespan, he was simply a madman.

Chu Changsheng raised his hand, and the thunder and lightning converged on the tip of his sword, and attacked towards the Demon Venerable.

The Demon Venerable raised his sword to resist, but his body retreated rapidly, and he crashed into a mountain peak in an instant.

Chu Changsheng followed closely behind, and wherever Chu Changsheng went, the thunder array went.

The monks below saw only a burst of lightning crackling from the peak, and at last a hole was punched out of the mountain.

It was the Demon Venerable who was running ahead, and the Demon Venerable was struggling in the thunder array, but he couldn't escape.

Yun Lan's eyes lit up, the defeat of the Demon Venerable had been revealed, and it was no longer possible to become a climate.

As long as this time, the Demon Venerable's soul is destroyed, then he really ceases to exist.

This Demon Venerable, which has existed for more than a thousand years, will only become a name in the history of immortal cultivation.

Everyone was full of confidence in Chu Changsheng, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of Chu Changsheng's mouth, staining the snow-white clothes under his chin red.

The Demon Venerable was even more embarrassed, locked by the thunder and lightning, and couldn't struggle.

"Chu Changsheng, you are really a madman who gambles on your life!"

If he can't move his hand, then he can't swing his sword, and if a sword cultivator can't swing a sword, most of the Demon Venerable has been abolished.

Demon Venerable raised his head and watched Chu Changsheng's sword stabbing towards his heart in mid-air.

His eyes widened, and he struggled desperately to dodge, but the sword pierced his heart with precision.

Xue Jiaojiao naturally saw this scene, and only felt happy in her heart, after so many years of hard work, it was finally coming to an end.

Demon Venerable's body fell rapidly, slamming to the ground, shattering bones.

He moved his fingers, wanting to escape with a trace of remnant soul as he did back then, but Chu Changsheng had already prepared.