Wu Zhongchao walked all the way and presented a certificate of merit to a student, and several students were very excited. After all, Wu Zhongchao is a spirit saint, a legend among the psionics, and his experience is also legendary, which can be called the protagonist of an era.

"Wu Zhongchao, you go to die!!"

When Wu Zhongchao came to the fifteenth student's side, the fifteenth student's face suddenly distorted, he smiled fiercely, and nineteen blasphemous demon texts appeared on his body, and his body exploded, and countless flesh and blood gathered into the blasphemous demon text, condensing to form a black magic spear, stabbing towards Wu Zhongchao.

Wu Zhongchao's heart moved, and a spirit mirror engraved with countless mystical spirit patterns suddenly appeared, blocking in front of the black magic spear.

The black magic spear stabbed at the spirit mirror, and the layers of the spirit mirror shattered one by one.

When the Water Mirror Spirit Shield Technique is cultivated to a certain level, it can be stacked layer after layer of mirrors, and the more layers there are, the stronger the defense of the Water Mirror Spirit Shield Technique.

Shu Feng's Water Mirror Spirit Shield Technique only superimposed two layers of spirit shields, but the Spirit Mirror of Spirit Saint Martial Zhongchao was superimposed on two hundred layers, and the defense of each layer was comparable to that of an ordinary Spirit Saint-level spirit membrane, which was the gap between that top-level Spirit Shield Technique and an ordinary Spirit Shield Technique.

The blasphemy spear constructed by the blasphemy demon text penetrated through more than a hundred layers of mirrors in a row, and it was unable to hold each other.

At that moment, a middle-aged man who was half a step behind Wu Zhongchao flashed with a cold glint in his eyes, and suddenly burst out with a terrifying spiritual pressure at the peak of the Spirit Venerable, holding a black dagger tattooed with a demon skeleton, and stabbed Wu Zhongchao in the back with lightning speed.

Poof!!

The black dagger with the demon skeleton tattooed on it stabbed Wu Zhongchao's back at once, making a sound of gold and iron clashing.

A terrifying anti-shock force erupted, shaking the middle-aged man to the point that the dagger came out of his hand, spurting out a mouthful of blood.

A bit of bright red poured out from the place where the dagger stabbed, and Wu Zhongchao, a peerless spirit saint who was powerful and dominated several worlds, was finally injured.

"Jiang Changming, you have been with me for thirty years, I really don't believe that you will betray me!!"

Wu Zhongchao sighed faintly, full of sentimentality, stretched out his hand, and pointed towards the middle-aged man behind him.

That finger is like the Buddha coming into the world, smiling with flowers, without a trace of fireworks. But where he passed, the void collapsed and twisted towards the middle-aged man at the peak of the Spirit Venerable.

"I'm sorry, Generalissimo!"

Jiang Changming smiled bitterly, did not resist, but dispersed his spiritual power, and let that point at his body. The next moment, his body exploded and his life was gone.

"Wu Zhongchao, how does it feel to be betrayed by his most trusted subordinates?"

In the audience, a middle-aged man with short hair, handsome appearance, and extraordinary temperament smiled slightly, stepped out, and bursts of blood-colored distorted demonic power poured out from all over his body, spreading in all directions.

Bang! Bang!

The ordinary people in the audience were swept up by the distorted power of the void demon, and their bodies exploded one by one, turning into blood mist and submerging into the body of the middle-aged man.

Those psionic beings changed their faces drastically, urging the spirit shield technique to form a spiritual membrane, and fled in all directions.

Surrounded by the power of the void demon, the middle-aged man suddenly transformed into a man with short hair, a handsome appearance, and a man who looked only twenty-three or four years old, and walked towards Wu Zhongchao like a god and demon.

As soon as the middle-aged man appeared, Shu Feng's face changed greatly, his body shook, and he fled to the side.

Mu Tianlong, Jiang Chao and other genius students also changed their faces and fled to the side one after another.

The kind of battle between the top powerhouses, once Shu Feng and these little shrimps are involved, there is only one way to die.

"Grand Duke Baraona!!This is the Green Dragon Spirit City, you dare to come to the Green Dragon Spirit City!!Do you want to die?"

Wu Zhongchao looked at the handsome man who came in the air, stretched out his hand and patted it, smashing the magic spear constructed by blasphemy patterns with one palm, and said coldly.

Behind Wu Zhongchao, ten terrifying spiritual pressures of the Spirit Venerable level erupted all of a sudden, staring at the Grand Duke of Baraona, who was stepping into the air, as if he were facing a great enemy.

The blood-red twisted power of the Void Demon and the terrifying ability that could easily devour the blood of ordinary people showed that this Grand Duke of Baraona was the Grand Duke of the Blood Demon Clan among the Void Demon Clan.

The Grand Duke of the Blood Demon Clan, that is a terrifying existence that can fight with demigod-level powerhouses. On the Void Demon Battlefield, those Grand Dukes of the Blood Demon Clan had hunted more than one Blue Star Spirit Saint.

Within this Blue Star, even though he was suppressed by the Heart of the World, the Grand Duke of the Nabalaona Blood Clan was still fierce and unmatched, comparable to the Spirit Saint.

"I'm here today just to kill you! You have a total of five spiritual saints in the Qianyuan Republic! You, Ji Yuan of the Primitive Taoism, Luo Tiangang of the Luo family of the imperial family, Fang Yichen of the Guardian Flame, and Shangguan Tianhe of the Iron Heart. ”

"The other four have already gone to the Void Demon Battlefield!! Today is the best time to kill you. Kill you, and then destroy the Qinglong Spirit City, and you will be cut off a cent of your Qianyuan Republic. And if I can drain your essence blood, maybe I can go one step further and become even stronger!!"

The Grand Duke of Baraona smiled slightly, a cold glint flashed in his eyes, five fingers and one finger, and the blood and flames in the sky rose to the sky, containing the terrifying power of burning mountains and boiling seas, and swept towards the tide of Wuzhong.

On the top of the audience, one after another terrifying Void Demon Qi erupted, and the terrifying Blood Demon Marquis, Blood Demon Count, and Blood Demon Viscount flew out one after another, rushing towards the people around them.

The Spirit Sect-level powerhouses from the major transcendent colleges and universities also drew their spirit spears one after another to fight against those Blood Demon Clan powerhouses.

"You're looking for death!!"

Wu Zhongchao's eyes flashed with coldness, he took out a blue wand in one hand, pointed at the Grand Duke of Baraona, and a blue water dragon appeared directly, opening its teeth and dancing its claws, and rushed towards the bloody flames in the sky.

The blue water dragon was intertwined with the blood and flames in the sky, and it was constantly incinerated and turned into bursts of smoke into the air, and it collapsed and disappeared inch by inch.

Wu Zhongchao took out a bronze jade plate and poured spiritual power vigorously.

A cyan light went straight into the sky, and the light of the entire Qinglong Spirit City flashed, and the light of the spiritual power nodes surged, gathering together, as if a green dragon was slowly waking up.

Qinglong Spirit City is the capital of the Qianyuan Republic, and the strong are like clouds, in addition, under this city, there is also a terrifying spirit array that has cost countless dollars and taken a hundred years to build, once someone presides over it, after it is fully activated, it can even compete with the strong people of the Spirit Saint level.