Wu Yun turned around and glanced at the people rushing towards him.
His face was full of grim expression.
If you say you are not worried, it must be impossible.
Although the self-destruction power of the Five Holy Lords is extremely powerful and terrifying.
But the power of self-destruction dissipates very quickly.
At least, it is obviously impossible for this self-destruction power to block the two holy cultivators from the Demonic Heaven Clan.
The only thing that could still protect Wu Yun was the passage leading to the Babel Tower that was left to Wu Yun before the Five Saints self-destructed.
But even if this passage were to block the two holy cultivators from the Demonic Heaven Clan who were desperate and risking their lives, it was not safe and sound.
After all, if a saint-level cultivator attacks without risking his life, it may not be as powerful as self-destruction, but it is definitely terrifying.
At this moment, everyone in the Demonic Clan, who were watching Wu Yun getting closer and closer to the Babel Tower, became completely anxious.
How could they not be afraid?
Today, the only thing that can threaten the Shengtian Clan is the Babel Tower.
In other words, any Shengtian tribesman who can enter the Babel Tower will cause them absolute panic.
Because it doesn’t matter whether the person who enters can pick up the world-destroying sword in the tower.
These are their huge and absolute hidden dangers.
Therefore, when they saw that Wu Yun was about to enter the Babel Tower, they desperately tried to stop him.
"Stop this damn bastard before he enters the Tower of Babel."
The holy cultivator at the front roared angrily.
No matter whether they believed that Wu Yun was the chosen one, or whether he had understood the Nine-Character Scripture of the Shengtian Clan, they did not dare to take risks and had to stop him.
At the same time, at the moment when he finished speaking, he also took action directly, with a terrifying attack, directly bombarding Wu Yun.
But it's more than that.
Another holy cultivator has also taken action.
But instead of attacking Wu Yun, he condensed a huge energy sky net.
But this skynet falling from the sky was not used to capture Wu Yun.
Instead, it headed straight towards the middle between Wu Yun and Babel Tower.
Obviously, this was an idea to completely block Wu Yun from entering the Babel Tower.
Faced with these two attacks, the first attack was actually pretty good.
Even if it is an attack from a saint-level cultivator, it is still far away and protected by the passage. As long as you dodge a little, it should not be able to hurt him.
What really worries Wu Yun is the energy sky net.
Judging from his traveling speed at this moment and the falling speed of the net that day.
Wu Yun may not be able to cross the sky net in advance and enter the Babel Tower.
"Damn it, what should I do?"
"Will the efforts of the Five Holy Lords be in vain?"
Looking at the giant net that spread across the sky, Wu Yun's expression was extremely ugly.
It's not that he is incompetent...
But his current strength is really limited.
Facing two saint-level powerhouses, how could he possibly compete with them?
The gap in strength between them is too great.
It can be said that Wu Yun had no other choice but to rush forward with all his strength and to enter the Babel Tower before the net fell that day.
But Wu Yun was still slow after all.
He couldn't overcome the skynet.
He used the passage protection to avoid the attack of the first saint-level cultivator. He tried his best, but still couldn't catch the sky net before it fell.
That skynet stood between him and the Tower of Babel.
At this moment, Wu Yun was only less than ten meters away from the Babel Tower.
And these ten meters, he could easily cross in the blink of an eye and in a breath.
But blocked by this sky net, he couldn't get through.
He turned around and took a look, and saw that the group of cultivators from the Demonic Heaven Clan were getting closer and closer.
Especially the two saint-level cultivators who rushed to the front burst into laughter.
"Hahaha...it's just that, that's all!"
"That old bastard wants to use self-destruction to send you into the Tower of Babel. It's simply a fantasy. He underestimates us!"
"Now that you have been blocked by Skynet, do you think there is still hope for you?"
"Boy, I guess you are the chosen one they selected, right?"
"Stop working for them, work for my Demon Heaven Clan, it's the same!"
"The Holy Clan will cease to exist soon. We, the Demon Clan, are the eternal kings of this world!"
"As long as you surrender to us, I guarantee that you will be able to reach the top and overlook the world!"
A saint from the Demonic Clan spoke to Wu Yun in a condescending yet flattering tone.
Maybe it's to ridicule, maybe it's really to persuade Wu Yun.
But no matter what he meant, Wu Yun would not be shaken in any way.
"Bah, you damn devils, there is no place for you in this world. Hell is the place for you."
Wu Yun scolded sharply.
But at the same time, his eyes were looking around, trying to find any chance to break through the obstruction of the skynet.
But this opportunity may not be that easy to find.
After all, this is the attack method of a saint-level powerhouse.
"Oh, if you don't repent, you are digging your own grave. Go to hell, you bastard!"
The saint-level cultivator obviously lost all his patience after being scolded by Wu Yun. He roared wildly and launched an attack directly towards Wu Yun.
"Damn, what a powerful attack!"
Feeling the attack, Wu Yun felt that his whole heart was trembling at that moment.
It's not fear, but the kind of complete crushing that comes from the realm of cultivation, which makes his body's instinctive mechanism unconsciously feel fear.
Facing the attack, Wu Yun did not choose to resist or dodge.
Because he knew that he couldn't resist at all, and there was no way to escape.
At this moment, the passage built by the Five Saint Lords has become much weaker again, and the degree of protection for him is extremely limited.