However, at the moment the door opened, outside, the group of people who originally thought Wu Yun would die and easily guarded the Babel Tower suddenly became confused when they heard the rumbling sound coming from the giant door.
They all stood up and looked towards where the giant black iron gate was.
At first, they were just surprised and did not realize the seriousness of the matter.
I'm just making a wrong guess as to why the door suddenly opened. Is it related to Wu Yun's death inside?
But when they saw Wu Yun standing at the door.
Especially when they saw the red sword in Wu Yun's hand, everyone was stunned.
They may have never seen the Sword of Destruction.
But they can definitely feel that at this moment, from the long sword in Wu Yun's hand, the crimson blood light shines out, as if it is going to destroy the sky.
Earth-destroying power.
Just by looking at them, it was as if their souls were being burned with pain.
In fact, this is only for them, the Demonic Clan, who have such a strong feeling for this bloody light.
Wu Yun himself did not have such a strong feeling.
It's not because this sword is held by Wu Yun that it's like this.
It's because this sword exists to deal with the Demonic Clan.
Even if people from the Shengtian Clan were here, they wouldn't feel too much when faced with this bloody light.
At the beginning, the ancestor who built the Tower of Babel and the World-Destroying Sword guessed that there might be traitors and demonized scum among the Shengtian Clan.
This is how this sword was made.
Although I don't want to use it, as long as this sword is born, it will definitely destroy the Demonic Clan.
Those crimson blood-colored rays of light are used to burn the souls of the demonized Holy Heaven Clan.
rub!
Wu Yun, who was at the door, jumped up, suspended in mid-air, and looked down at the Demonic Clan cultivators below.
"Oh, I didn't expect that I could come out alive!"
Wu Yun's voice was not loud, but it was like the judgment of death.
Every word, like needles, pierced deeply into the ears of the Demonic Clan cultivators below.
"Set up the formation, set up the formation, kill him, kill him quickly, don't let him swing the world-destroying sword!"
An exclamation came from the mouth of one of the saints.
Everyone below took action one after another.
The two saints, on the other hand, made their own moves, regardless of life or death, and attacked Wu Yun.
However, no matter what they did or how they did it, it was already too late and it was all in vain.
Wu Yun had a cold and slightly ferocious smile on his face, and he slowly raised the sword in his hand.
"die!"
A faint voice came out of Wu Yun's mouth.
At the same time, the long sword in his hand has also fallen.
Bloody light pierced the sky and crashed down.
In an instant, the light curtain covered the entire land.
"Ah~~, ah..."
The screams spread instantly.
It belongs to the group of cultivators from the Demonic Heaven Clan.
No other damage was caused, but one sword slashed through it, and not a single cultivator from the Demonic Heaven Clan was left.
They were not physically harmed, but their faces were full of panic and ferocious contortions.
Those were the painful expressions left behind after their souls were burned and transformed under the bloody light.
However, although this scene achieved the effect Wu Yun wanted, it also surprised Wu Yun.
Because he originally thought that this sword could at least destroy the land within this area.
But he didn't expect that it would only cause harm to these cultivators of the Demonic Heaven Clan.
Suddenly, an idea appeared in Wu Yun's mind.
"Hiss, there are so many guys from the Demonic Clan, not a single one is left, but they haven't caused any harm to other surrounding beings!"
"Logically speaking, this shouldn't be the case. The power of this sword is definitely more than that. I didn't deliberately control it, but why did it attack so strongly?"
"Is it because the person who created this sword set it up this way?"
"And what I feel, the gap between me and this sword, that feeling of independence, is this also because of this?"
"Because it was specially set by the original builder, and I haven't reached the level of being able to control it, so now it can only follow the settings of that builder.
, and launch a fixed attack method?"
"Only when I can really control it in the future can I let it listen to me and exert its power according to my ideas?"
For some reason, such an idea appeared in Wu Yun's mind.
Although it was just a guess, Wu Yun felt more and more that it was definitely the case.
Otherwise, why would it feel that this sword, which is at least as powerful as the Five Holy Lords or even stronger, can only attack the Demonic Clan?
Moreover, it can only be judged from the attack ability against the Demonic Clan at this moment.
Wu Yun felt that the true power of this sword was probably far beyond that of ordinary saints like the Five Holy Lords.
Otherwise, how could it be possible to incinerate the souls of holy cultivators like the Demon Heaven Clan with just one sword strike?
However, this is just a guess.
What the facts are requires further verification.
Soon, Wu Yun retracted these thoughts.
Look up and look into the distance.
There is the direction from which the Demonic Clan attacks the Shengtian Clan, and it is also the only territory that the Shengtian Clan holds firm in the end.
Although the distance is far away, one can still faintly detect the powerful aura of power that is constantly rising over there, belonging to the majestic collision of holy cultivators.
It's just that there are dark clouds over there. Thinking about it, the Shengtian Clan has been suppressed.
The Demonic Clan has the absolute upper hand.
Without further ado, Wu Yun did not stop any longer. He stepped into the air and flashed like a sword. In an instant, he disappeared from where he was. In the blink of an eye, he was already a thousand meters away.
The direction they were going was exactly where the front lines were fighting.