At the same time that Xiao Lin swung his sword and fell, the terrifying sword intent above the ruins also fell.

Then Xiao Lin swung his sword upwards, only to see that from the bottom of the ruins upwards, each brick and tile lit up in turn, and the more upward, the brighter the bricks and tiles became, as if they were gathering energy upwards.

When the light converged at the very top of the ruins, a dazzling white light flashed, and then the ruins shook, and another sword light rose into the sky, stabbing at the high platform sandwiched in the middle at the same time as the sword intent hanging in the sky.

"Ding~~~"

The two terrifying sword intents collided, and surprisingly did not make any terrifying sounds, but made a very light sound, similar to the sound when the tuning fork was struck. There were no terrifying fluctuations emanating from them, only the two sword intents were shrinking, and the ball of light in the middle was getting bigger and bigger.

"It's ...... Sword intent resonance?" The second chief outside the ruins exclaimed, "These two sword intents are all compressed into the spirit ball in the middle?!"

Immediately, as if he realized something, the Drunken Elder and the Drunken Wumeng also reacted almost at the same time, and the three of them immediately shouted together:

"Hurry back!"

The three of them quickly retreated as they shouted. The rest of the crowd reacted as well, and they almost retreated backwards with them.

But the rest, by the time they reacted, it was too late.

"Boom !!"

There was a deafening bang, accompanied by a devastating explosion. The terrifying fluctuations drowned out all those who did not come and those who retreated. Even some of the slow people who retreated were affected by the fluctuations.

The crowd had retreated a long way before they reached safety, and standing on top of the mountain, looking at the dust that covered the mountains below, it was impossible to know whether the unfortunate ones who had been submerged were alive or dead.

Although they couldn't see the lives of those guys, everyone could see the situation of the Holy Sword Ruins. By the time the sword light rose into the sky, the ruins had already begun to collapse layer by layer.

Now, under the influence of that terrifying fluctuation, the ruins have accelerated the speed of disintegration. The Holy Sword Ruins have now completely lost the protection of the formation, and they can't resist this fluctuation at all, so they can only let it be destroyed.

Xing Shuchen looked at all this in a daze, if there is still any place in the entire ruins that is intact, it is only between these seals, and those fierce beast statues together support a barrier to protect the seals.

And the sword light that shot out from below just now was rushed up in front of Xing Shuchen, and he could be described as a 100% zero-distance witness.

I thought that the Mortal Ancestor had taken away his body, and they might have failed completely. Unexpectedly, the peak turned around, and this Dead Immortal Ancestor was about to be completely wiped out before he could even play his majesty.

"He's really...... It will be destroyed by heaven and earth!" Xing Shuchen muttered to himself. The Guardian Spirit nodded in agreement.

Unlike the two of them, Xiao Lin kept staring at the top, and his expression was not half relaxed.

Suddenly, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he whispered, "It's coming!"

Xing Killing Chen and the Guardian Spirit looked up with his gaze, only to see that among the broken and collapsing rubble of the ruins, there was a vague figure, it was actually the Dead Ancestor, who was coming towards Xiao Lin.

"He's not dead yet?!" Xing Shuchen exclaimed.

"Not yet. Xiao Lin replied: "He gave up his body, abandoned the scepter, and finally broke through the seal of the high platform and escaped the most fatal blow."

In the end, it is an incomplete formation diagram, it is good to use it for defense, but there will be flaws when it is used for attack, but it is the same, his remnant soul is worse than the situation just now, and he can't live. ”

It was Xiao Lin who used the formation to use this heavenly and earthly destruction, and he could naturally feel everything in it.

From just now, he knew that the Dead Ancestor was not dead yet, so he would keep staring at the top.

And the Dead Ancestor obviously knew that he couldn't live, so he rushed to Xiao Lin like crazy, trying to pull him as a back. I heard him swoop down and roar at Xiao Lin:

"Boy, if you want to kill me, I'll bring your whole family to my funeral. ”

"No, kill him quickly, he's going to use the Nine Clans Technique on you!" the Guardian Spirit shouted suddenly.

"It's too late!" said the Dead Ancestor hideously. I saw that his hands were sealed, and the space seemed to freeze, tightly locking Xiao Lin, and a sound of recitation appeared out of thin air around him

There are nine tribes of man, and he is connected to his own body;

Gao great-great-grandfather, body and descendants;

Parents and parents, among them;

The bloodline of the curse, cut off its roots!

"Nine Clans!"

The Dead Ancestor shouted frantically, stretched out his two fingers and pointed at Xiao Lin, and countless thin black qi seemed to appear between the heavens and the earth, floating towards Xiao Lin.

As soon as the gossamer touched Xiao Lin, it burrowed into his body, ignoring any defense at all, and the black qi was obviously tracking Xiao Lin's bloodline, cursing all the clansmen who were related to him.

However, Xiao Lin didn't move from beginning to end, whether it was the guardian spirit giving a reminder or the Dead Ancestor launching a curse. He didn't move, just looked at the Dead Ancestor coldly.

Looking at his eyes, the Dead Ancestor was suddenly not as excited as he was just now, and for some reason he was still a little scared.

He was dying, and he didn't think he would be so scared, but now it happened.

He could feel Xiao Lin's curse, and when all the black qi poured into Xiao Lin's body, his feelings made his expression change suddenly.

The black qi thread followed the bloodline, and first found the person who had the most to do with Xiao Lin's bloodline. The black silk scurried over and wanted to curse him, but in the next second, those gas threads quickly retreated as if they had encountered something unspeakable.

"You!" the Dead Ancestor only said one word, but he could no longer speak, and his eyes became hollow.

Following the induction of the black silk, he also saw the person closest to Xiao Lin's bloodline. That feeling pulled his consciousness through to another place.

He saw a dark golden throne standing in the void, and a figure in a golden robe sat on it.

The figure didn't have any aura fluctuations, but it gave people a feeling of being above everything, and even the surrounding void seemed to be lying at his feet.

He sat quietly on the throne, tilting his head slightly, holding his forehead with two fingers, and he couldn't see clearly, only a pair of golden eyes, looking indifferently ahead.

The moment he saw those eyes, the Dead Ancestor felt that his consciousness had been oppressed by a terrifying force, making him dare not look at those eyes. He knew that in the man's eyes, he was like an ant.

No, there is no self in his eyes at all, there is only the Milky Way Star Sea around him, the endless void. And he's just a speck of dust in an unknown corner.

Then he felt a wave of anger, not from the one on the throne, but from the void around him.

The man didn't care about a speck of dust falling on his clothes, but the void around him didn't seem to allow such a provocation. A speck of dust dares to blaspheme Tianwei, how can this be allowed?

Although those black gas filaments retreated rapidly, there was actually no way to retreat at all, in all directions, where was not the void?

The void shook in all directions, and those black curse qi filaments that could not be seen and touched were all dispersed in an instant, and they disappeared cleanly.

It is not so much dissipation, but rather erasure, and with the technique of the Nine Clans, it is erased in the world together. From then on, there was no more Nine Clans in the world.

Every spell has been erased like this, not to mention the initiator of the Dead Ancestor.

After two seconds of froze, his soul let out a terrible scream, which penetrated people's hearts.

Xing Shuchen swore that he had never heard such a terrible cry in his life, which was more than just painful.

The screams of the Dead Ancestor even drowned out the loud sound of the explosion, reaching the ears of everyone outside the ruins.

Many people were unsteady when they heard it, and they were so affected that they screamed with him, and to a lesser extent, they couldn't help but shed tears.

"What is it that has happened to make such a terrible scream?" The strength of the Dao Sect and his party is not bad, although they have not been affected, they still tremble when they hear it. The Drunken Elder couldn't help but speak.

His question was destined to have no answer, and even Xing Shuchen, who witnessed it with his own eyes, didn't know what happened to the Dead Ancestor, and he was even more like someone else. I'm afraid that the only ones who really know what happened are Xiao Lin and the Dead Ancestor himself.

The remnant soul of the Dead Ancestor was not even conscious, and was still screaming. And his last thought before he died was what kind of existence did he curse?

Slowly, his screams began to weaken gradually, and when there was no sound at all, the head of the Mortal Ancestor finally hung down weakly. Then his remnant soul disappeared in the blink of an eye.

But his dissipation is not the end, but only the beginning.

Following his remnant soul, its scepter, which had been badly damaged by the two sword lights, instantly exploded into countless powders and disappeared.

Even such a powerful attack could only be a damaged Scepter of the Dead, which shattered into powder in the blink of an eye. It's hard to imagine.

And Sal's body has already been destroyed under the sword light, and it is unknown whether it will be destroyed again.

Following the soul, scepter, and body of the Dead Ancestor, those who were teleported out of the ruins, as well as the Dead Underworld people hidden in the crowd, began to scream.

Their cries, although not as terrible as those of the Dead Ancestors, were also very painful.

At the same time, in a certain valley in the Ink Spirit Domain of Beiyun Continent, the people inside were also emitting the same screams as the Death Clansmen outside the ruins. And this is the base of the dead underworld.

While screaming, the people of the dead underworld disappeared one after another, just like the remnant soul of the Dead Ancestor.

No matter what kind of strength the person is, this is the case. Even the corpses of those who had died in the ruins, but were also teleported out by Xiao Lin, turned into ashes.

As the last of the dead underworld people drifted away with the wind, the empty valley seemed to announce the complete destruction of the entire dead underworld.

It's clean, there won't be any luck, and even clean makes people wonder if they have ever appeared in this world.

These people don't know what happened until they die, but if Kill Er can see this scene, he will definitely think of what Xiao Lin said to him before:

"Throughout history, the catastrophes suffered by your clan are all related to this witchcraft, and if you insist on breaking the seal of the clan, it is difficult to guarantee that the catastrophe will not come again. ”

The catastrophe has indeed come, and it is a catastrophe of annihilation.