After being reborn, she became a pet junior sister in the world of cultivating immortals

Han Zhaofu was interrupted by Lu Wuya before he could finish speaking.

"Isn't the Demon Venerable you're thinking of always your backer?"

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

Lu Wuya breathed a sigh of relief after taking his life.

The thorn in my heart was finally removed.

That time more than 500 years ago, Lu Wuya met Han Zhao. At that time, Lu Wuya was about to take over as the head of Dongsheng Shenzhou.

Lu Wuya is older than these heads, and took over earlier.

He was chasing and intercepting Han Zhao with those elders. Han Zhao was also very arrogant when he was young and frivolous. After walking them for a long time, he finally escaped from them.

Seeing Han Zhao's body, Lu Wuya was relieved.

Right now, it's up to Chu Changsheng and Mozun.

Demon Lord already knew the following situation, he tried to summon the three demon dragons but nothing happened, it seemed that he had made a move.

He should have dealt with Xue Jiaojiao before the battle, but he was careless.

Unexpectedly, when Bi Xi returned to his body, he was really out of his control.

In general, he is still too confident.

Because of that momentary distraction, Mo Zun was beaten back by Chu Changsheng now.

Chu Changsheng slowed down a little, and rushed over again.

The Mozun already has the intention to retire, he is alive, and there is still hope in the future, if even he dies, then the Mozu will really have no hope at all.

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

Mozun sneered, turned around and was about to leave.

Thunder billowed from the sky, and the thunder array blocked his way.

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

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

The Mozun snorted, the thunder formation was in front of his eyes, he couldn't escape, this was summoned by Chu Changsheng with his life span, he was simply a lunatic.

Chu Changsheng raised his hand, lightning gathered on the tip of his sword, and struck towards Mozun.

The Mozun raised his sword to resist, but his figure retreated rapidly, bumping into a mountain peak in an instant.

Chu Changsheng followed closely behind and chased after him. Wherever Chu Changsheng went, Lei Zhen would go there.

The monks below only saw a burst of crackling lightning on the mountain peak, and finally the whole mountain was punched out with a hole.

The one who ran in front was Mozun. Mozun was struggling in the thunder formation, but he couldn't escape no matter what.

Yun Lan's eyes lit up, and the demon king's defeat was obvious, and it was no longer possible to achieve anything.

As long as the Demon Venerable is completely destroyed this time, he will really cease to exist.

This Demon Venerable who has existed for more than 1000 years will only become a name in the history of cultivating immortals.

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

Mozun was even more embarrassed, his hands and feet were locked by thunder and lightning, and he couldn't struggle.

"Chu Changsheng, you are really a lunatic who gambles with his life!"

If he can't move his hands, then he can't swing his sword. If a swordsman can't swing his sword, then the Demon Lord is mostly useless.

Mozun raised his head, watching Chu Changsheng's sword stabbing towards his heart in mid-air.

He widened his eyes and tried desperately to avoid it, but the sword pierced his heart precisely.

Xue Jiaojiao naturally saw this scene, and she just felt happy in her heart. After so many years of training, it was finally coming to an end.

Mozun's body fell rapidly, hitting the ground with a bang, and his bones were shattered.

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