"It's a pity that the Grand Duke of the Void Demon didn't come!!"

The Four Peerless Spirit Saint Martial Martial Spirits Zhongchao looked at the Void Demon Duke and Void Demon Marquis who were constantly flying in the void, and a look of regret flashed in his eyes.

"The three Great Dukes of the Void Demons are the commanders of this Void Demon Battlefield, and they all know the power of the Seven Great Sacred Spears, how could they risk coming here?

Luo Tiangang, a middle-aged man with a burly figure and short hair, exuding a domineering temperament, looked at a Void Demon Duke flying in the distance, his eyes flashing with crazy killing intent.

There aren't many chances of so many Void Dukes appearing at once. In normal times, it is very difficult to meet a Void Demon Duke. Luo Tiangang didn't dare to go deep into the territory of the Void Demon to hunt the Duke of the Void Demon.

Now there are so many Void Demon Dukes waiting for Luo Tiangang to hunt, which naturally makes him full of excitement, and the blood in his body is boiling.

"Then let's get started!!There are so many Void Demon Dukes, it's really the best refining material!"

Primordial Taoist Sect Leader Ji Yuan looked at those flying Void Demon Dukes, and his eyes also flashed with Sen Han's incomparable killing intent.

In that barracks, a slight ripple suddenly appeared in the original location of that level of psionic towers, and the first-level psionic towers that should have been destroyed were intact.

Countless mysterious runes appeared above the first-level spiritual energy tower, blooming with incomparably brilliant brilliance, and a terrifying tide of spiritual power spread out in all directions.

Under the sweep of the tide of spiritual power, the power of the void demons in all the void demons' bodies was suppressed, and their strength was greatly weakened at once.

"We were fooled!The first-level psionic tower was not destroyed!!"

"Damn!!We've been tricked!!"

“......”

A look of fear flashed in the eyes of those Void Demon Dukes, and their bodies retreated.

"Die!!"

A cold glint flashed in Luo Tiangang's eyes, and he took out a yellow spirit spear [Huangquan Phantom Butterfly] engraved with countless mysterious butterfly patterns and fired a shot into the void.

A yellow spring appeared in the void, and countless yellow spring phantom butterflies flapped their wings and appeared, and the yellow spring breath that could make the gods fall suddenly appeared, exuding strange and unpredictable fluctuations.

Countless Huangquan Phantom Butterflies flapped their wings, forming a pillar of butterfly light, which slammed into a Duke of the Blood Demon Clan in an instant.

"No!!"

The Duke of the Blood Demon Clan screamed miserably, and his body was unharmed, but he fell directly from mid-air, turning into a corpse without breath.

Among the Seven Holy Spears, the [Huangquan Phantom Butterfly] is not a physical killing spear, but an illusory magic spear, which contains the mysterious and unpredictable Huangquan breath. Once hit by that magic spear, even a god-level powerhouse will be injured, and even fall into a trance.

"It's here!Then let's leave them all!!Kill all of you, and we can hope to win!!Blue Great Sealing Technique!"

Wu Zhongchao laughed loudly and pointed at his wand.

At the four corners of the military camp of the Qianyuan Republic, the earth trembled, and four giant statues with a height of 20 meters and countless mysterious patterns were engraved all over the body.

Mysterious blue light erupted from the statues of the four giants, forming a blue void barrier in the void.

The remaining sixteen Void Demon Dukes crashed into the blue Void Enchantment, and they were immediately shocked down one by one.

The spiritual power beams shot out by the famous spears slammed into the Void Demon Marquis, and the Void Demon Marquis, who was amazingly powerful and comparable to a half-saint outside, was blasted one by one and fell from the sky.

"Void Division!"

Wu Zhongchao recited the incantation, holding a wand and pointing.

Blue light shone one one after another, and the sixteen Void Demon Dukes were immediately divided into different spaces.

"Your opponent is me!!"

Ji Yuan was wearing a thunder robe, and his whole body was shrouded in layers of thunder light, like an invincible thunder demon god, Sen Han smiled, and rushed towards a demon devouring duke.

Countless Void Demon Qi and furious thunder flashed madly in that space.

A glimmer of light flickered, and a werewolf demon duke was suddenly transferred to a space, in which there was a middle-aged man who was blind in one eye, ragged, like a beggar, and exuded terrifying murderous intent all over his body.

"Duke of Werewolf Demon!!! Sure enough, when you come here, you can hunt the Void Demon. Especially the werewolf demons, all of them should be damned!!"

As soon as the middle-aged man saw the werewolf demon, a terrifying aura erupted from all over his body, a mysterious aura unique to the Xuanwu world, his eyes flashed with a crazy fierce light, he took out a war knife, and slashed it down, and a terrifying black sword light instantly slashed at the werewolf demon duke's body.

The werewolf demon duke's reaction was also extremely fast, his body twisted slightly, blood splashed, one arm was directly separated from his body, and a look of anger flashed in his eyes: "Demon Slayer Sword Saint Zheng Zhi!!"

Demon Slayer Saint Zheng Zhi is the fourth peerless master among the top ten masters in the Xuanwu world. Originally, he was just an ordinary person in the Xuanwu Realm, and he was preparing to be admitted to the Jinshi. But overnight, everyone in the family died tragically at the hands of a werewolf demon.

The destruction of the family made Zheng Zhi crazy, trying his best to get revenge, but he couldn't do anything. In the end, he obtained a martial arts inheritance in an adventure, and he was immediately out of control, and finally cultivated into a martial saint, becoming the fourth peerless master in the Xuanwu world in one fell swoop.

After Zheng Zhi advanced to the Martial Saint, he hunted the Void Demon everywhere, as long as he found the Void Demon, he would definitely kill it all, so he was also called the Demon Slayer Sword Saint.

"Die!"

Zheng Zhi's eyes flashed with fierce light, and with a knife he slashed out, and a black sword light frantically slashed towards the werewolf demon duke.

The blood flashed, and another wound appeared on the werewolf demon duke's body.

Heavy sword light erupted, directly devouring the werewolf demon duke, and a scream came out of the sword light.

In a space, a Ghost Devouring Demon Duke had just appeared, and he was slightly stunned: "Three people!!"

In that space, there stood a middle-aged swordsman with a long sword, a beautiful luthier with a guqin, and a marksman with a bow and arrow.

The middle-aged swordsman stepped forward, and one after another terrifying sword qi stabbed towards the Demon Devouring Duke with an incomparably delicate trajectory.

The Duke of the Demon Devourer urged the power of the Void Demon and conjured up heavy claws to compete with the sword qi.

The beautiful luthier holding the guqin plucked the strings with her fingers, and bursts of strange sound waves condensed into bundles, turning into sonic arrows and blasting towards the Duke of the Demon Eater.

The Duke of the Demon Devourer barely resisted the terrifying sword qi, and was hit by the sonic arrow, and the membrane of the Void Demon in his body collapsed at once, bleeding from the seven holes, and his six senses were chaotic.