Though Dugu Aotian was among a group of Demon Sect disciples, he harbored no heretical aura, to Lu Changsheng's slight surprise.
It was unexpected that the Demon Sects of Chaotic Tomb Mountain would have such a disciple.
Returning to his senses, Lu Changsheng's Immortal-Slaying Sword swung towards the Old Demon of Li Mountain once again.
"This old body will fight you to the end!"
The Old Demon of Li Mountain transformed back into the true form of the Demon Race—a thousand-zhang-tall Divine Tree.
The vines and branches of the Divine Tree spread forward, covering the sky and attempting to block the Sword Qi.
The fierce Sword Qi, like a torrent, slashed through countless vines and branches, and in the eyes of the Old Demon of Li Mountain, which were bulging with panic, the rush of Sword Qi had already struck.
The horrifying Sword Qi cleaved through the body of the Old Demon of Li Mountain, and the thousand-zhang Divine Tree shattered into countless fragments!
"Annihilate!"
