God-level Base

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

Looking at the Duke of Void Demon and Marquis of Void Demon that kept flying in the void, the eyes of the Four Jue Ling Sage Wu Zhongchao flashed with regret.

"The three great princes of imaginary demons are the commanders of this imaginary battlefield, and they all know the power of the seven holy spears, how could they risk coming? Take the Internet cafe, or the fire will be over!!"

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

There are not many chances for so many Void Duke to appear at once. In normal times, it is very difficult to meet a Duke of Void Demon. Luo Tiangang did not dare to go deep into the realm of Void Demon to hunt down the Duke of Void Demon.

Now that there are so many Void Duke waiting for Luo Tiangang to hunt, he is naturally full of excitement, and the blood in his body is boiling.

"Then let's start! So many Ethereal Duke, really the best material for refining!"

The original Taoist leader Ji Yuanyuan looked at the flying Duke of Void Demon, his eyes also flashed with incomparable killing intent.

In the barracks, the original location of the first-level psionic tower suddenly showed a slight ripple, and the first-level psionic tower that was supposed to have been destroyed was intact.

Countless mysterious and unpredictable runes appeared on the first-level psionic tower, blooming with incomparable brilliance, and a wave of terrifying spiritual power spread in all directions.

Under the sweep of the spiritual power tide, the power of the virtual demons in all the virtual demons was suppressed, and their strength was greatly weakened.

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

"Damn!! We are in the trick!!"

"..."

A scream of terror flashed in the eyes of those Ethereal Duke, and their bodies retreated violently.

"Go to hell!!"

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

A yellow spring emerged in the void, countless yellow spring phantom butterflies flapped their wings to emerge, the yellow spring breath that could make the gods fall, exuding weird and unpredictable fluctuations.

Countless yellow spring fantasy butterflies flapped their wings to form a butterfly beam, which blasted on a blood demon clan duke in an instant.

"Do not!!"

The Duke of the Gorefiend clan screamed, his body was unharmed, but he fell directly from the midair and turned into a corpse, no breath.

Among the seven sacred guns, 【Huangquan Magic Butterfly】is not a spear of physical destruction, but a magic spear of illusion, which contains the mysterious and unpredictable breath of yellow spring. Once hit by that magic spear, even the powerhouse of the gods will be injured, and even fall into a trance.

"It's here! Then all stay! Kill you all, and we can hope to win! The Great Blue Seal Technique!"

Wu Zhongchao laughed and pointed his wand in his hand.

At the four corners of the military camp of the Qianyuan Republic, the earth trembled, and four statues of giants up to 20 meters high and engraved with countless mysterious patterns all appeared.

A mysterious blue light spurted from the four giant statues, forming a blue void enchantment in the void.

The remaining sixteen princes of Void Demon slammed into the blue void enchantment, and they were shaken off one by one.

The spiritual power beams fired by the famous spears blasted above the Void Marquis, and that Void Marquis was astonishing. The half-holy Marquis of Void was bombarded one by one, and fell from the sky.

"Void division!"

Wu Zhongchao chanted the incantation and held his wand with a finger.

Blue rays of light gleamed, and the sixteen Ethereal Lords were immediately divided into different spaces.

"Your opponent is me!!"

Ji Yuanyuan wore a thunder robe, covered in layers of thunder light, like an invincible thunder demon, Sen Han smiled and rushed towards a lifestealer duke.

Countless imaginary spirits and violent lightning craziness echoed in that space.

A gleam of light flashed slightly, and a werewolf duke was instantly transferred to a space. In that space, there was a blind eye, ragged clothes, like a beggar, but his whole body exuded a terrifying killing intent. Young man.

"The Duke of Werewolf!! Sure enough, come here, you can hunt down the false demons. Especially the werewolf demons, all are damned!!"

As soon as the middle-aged man saw the werewolf demon, a horror burst out of his body, the unique profound energy of the basalt world, and a crazy fierce light flashed in his eyes. The incomparable black blade light instantly slashed on the body of the werewolf demon duke.

The werewolf demon duke also reacted extremely quickly, his body twisted slightly, blood spattered, an arm was directly separated from his body, and a flash of anger flashed in his eyes: "Devil Sword Saint Zheng Zhi!!!"

St. Zheng Zhi, the Demon Slayer, is ranked fourth among the top ten masters in the basalt world. He was originally just an ordinary Juren in the Xuanwu world, and he was preparing to be admitted to Jinshi. But overnight, all the members of the family died tragically in the hands of a werewolf.

The family was destroyed, and Zheng Zhi went crazy. He tried his best to get revenge, but was powerless. In the end, he obtained a martial arts inheritance in an adventure, and immediately became uncontrollable, and finally became a martial sage, and became the fourth peerless master in the basalt world in one fell swoop.

After Zheng Zhi advanced into the martial arts, he hunted and killed the imaginary demon everywhere. As long as he found the imaginary demon, he would surely kill him, so he was also called the saint of the butchering sword.

"Go to hell!"

The fierce light flashed in Zheng Zhi's eyes, and he slashed out, and a black blade of light crazily slashed towards the Werewolf Duke.

With a flash of blood, there was another wound on the Duke of Werewolf.

The sword light exploded, swallowing the werewolf demon duke directly, and bursts of screams came from the sword light.

In a space, a Duke Life Eater just appeared, and he was taken aback for a moment: "Three people!!"

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

The middle-aged swordsman stepped forward, and the terrifying sword aura pierced towards the Duke of Life Eater in a subtle trajectory.

The Duke of Life Eater urged the power of the imaginary demon, transformed into heavy claws, and contended with that sword aura.

The jade finger of the beautiful luthier holding the guqin plucked the strings, and bursts of weird sound waves condensed into bunches, turning into sound waves and blasted toward the lifestealer duke.

The Duke of Devils barely resisted the terrifying sword qi, and was hit by the sonic arrow, the body's imaginary membrane collapsed, bleeding from the seven holes, and confusion of the six senses.

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