Neither the Demonic Clan nor the Holy Clan knew that Wu Yun was coming quickly.
At this time, the war was gradually coming to an end.
This is even because the final protective formation of the Six Saints Palace is no longer available and cannot play a protective role.
All those who are still alive in the Shengtian Clan have retreated to the Ancestral Soul Holy Land.
Relying on the power of the Ancestor of the Remnant Soul to protect them, they can barely sustain the shield outside the Ancestral Soul Holy Land.
But it's just the final support.
In fact, we have reached the final desperate situation with absolutely no way out.
Moreover, the Ancestral Soul Holy Land itself is not big.
Therefore, from inside, you can already see the people of the Demonic Clan outside through the shield.
The Demon Lord, covered in black gas, was suspended in the air, looking down at everything below with a bird's eye view.
"I don't want to destroy this sacred monument of your ancestors, so I advise you to get out and die!"
"Otherwise, you can't blame me for any consequences!"
It seems polite, but this is an infinitely threatening tone, giving a final ultimatum to the remaining members of the Shengtian Clan in the Ancestral Soul Holy Land.
But this is also because the remnant soul ancestor is too weak to show up, and he can no longer even release his own breath.
He could only hide inside the holy stone and use his last residual soul power to stabilize the protective shield outside the ancestral land.
If there is any distraction, the protective shield may be damaged immediately.
But even if he doesn't do anything, he probably won't be able to hold on for long.
Looking at his state, if he persists for a quarter of an hour or two at most, his last strength will be consumed, and he will cease to exist forever.
"Holy Heaven is above, my ancestor is Saint Ming, Demon Heaven is Xiaoxiao, we will definitely lose!"
The Shengtian Clan had no intention of surrendering. Under the leadership of the Great Holy Lord, they actually chanted words that sounded like faith...m...
But I don't know why, these short and concise words directly and completely angered the demon lord who was covered in black energy.
"Looking for death, you are looking for death!"
The Demon Lord roared angrily, breaking the shield even faster.
Time passes minute by minute.
The shield is becoming weaker visibly to the naked eye.
There are no cracks yet, but if it continues to be this weak, it will only be a matter of time before cracks appear.
"Pretend with me, and I want you to pretend with me. It was the same way back then, and it's the same way now!"
"Do you think it's ridiculous that you're still talking to me about these completely meaningless things? Do you think it's ridiculous?"
As the time when the shield was completely broken got closer and closer, the Demon Lord's voice became more and more gloomy and roaring.
He looked ferocious, as if he wanted to eat people.
It seems that they want to eat the Great Holy Master and others alive.
And at this moment, I can only let him do whatever he wants.
Maybe there is no fear, but it has reached a state of despair.
Because everything they can do has been done.
As a result, there was no change.
Still got to this point.
There is only one last step left before the end.
However, some things will eventually be miraculous.
Evil cannot defeat good, this is an eternal truth.
Evil may prevail, but it is absolutely impossible to defeat justice.
Just like this moment.
No matter how strong the Demonic Clan is, no matter how evil they are, no matter how they do whatever they want, no matter how they gain the upper hand.
Their end, after all, is destruction.
In the distance, Wu Yun has arrived.
He was suspended above the void, overlooking everything below.
Holding the crimson World-Destroying Sword, he slowly landed, his whole body enveloped by the bloody sword energy, as if a god had descended.
At this moment, Wu Yun was the only focus of the audience.
Everyone raised their eyes and looked at Wu Yun's appearance.
Perhaps the Demon Lord and others did not know Wu Yun, but the World-Destroying Sword in Wu Yun's hand, or the aura emanating from the World-Destroying Sword, was enough to determine his identity.
After all, they also knew before that there was such a person who entered the Tower of Babel.
It's just that they didn't pay attention at the time.
They thought it was impossible for Wu Yun to obtain the Sword of Destruction.
At this moment, they were undoubtedly confused.
The attitudes of the Great Holy Lord and the others are completely different from those of the Demonic Clan and others.
They knew Wu Yun, they knew what Wu Yun had done, and they also saw the results at this moment.
They are excited and excited.
Because they know that the dawn of dawn has arrived!
The victory that belongs to them has finally come.
"You guys are so crazy!"
Wu Yun glanced indifferently at the group of cultivators from the Demonic Heaven Clan below.
The tone was calm, but there was a kind of heart-stopping fear.
The World-Destroying Sword swung slightly, and the sword pointed straight at the Demon Lord.
At this moment, even the demon lord who had reached the heavens subconsciously took half a step back. He felt that his soul was trembling.
"You, why, why did you come out alive!"
The Demon Lord exclaimed in disbelief.
Because in his knowledge, in his understanding of the Tower of Babel and the World-Destroying Sword, Wu Yun could not obtain the World-Destroying Sword.
But it happened that Wu Yun got the Sword of Destruction.
"How about it, fear?"
"Do you already feel a stinging burning sensation in the demon soul in your body?"
Wu Yun still spoke in an understatement.
Every word, every word, tortured the hearts and souls of the Demon Lord and others.