The pillar of light that shot up into the sky, the endless flow of runes, and the rhythm of the vast avenue emanated from the figure that looked like a god or a dragon. At this moment, even if you were standing a hundred miles away, you could see the pillar of light that connected the heaven and the earth. Not only the tens of thousands of Xun Kingdom city-states and the Barbarian Alliance army in Siqiong Mountain, but also the garrison stationed outside the mountain, all raised their heads. Even in the distance, the demons, monsters, and strange beasts hiding in the mountains seemed to sense something and looked towards the direction of Siqiong Mountain. The figure with a god-like posture finally moved, and its hovering half-human, half-dragon body let out a sharp scream. The dark red divine pattern robe moved with the light, fluttering and shaking. The sound was so sharp that it was extremely sharp, but nothing could be heard. The ears were buzzing as if they were trapped in tinnitus. Many people saw blood flowing from their ears and eyes directly, and groups of people directly blocked their ears and lay on the ground. The witches and sorcerers could see at the same time that the light column was ringing like a giant bell, and it vibrated with a boom, and layers of halos rushed towards the surroundings. The light swept across the palace buildings, the jungle bushes, the river stone bridge, and vibrated towards the distance. "Boom!" At this time, everyone heard the sound. The light circle of the light column swept across the earth, and all the flowers, plants and trees withered. The beautiful flowers turned gray in an instant, then disappeared into black, and scattered into ash. A huge storm formed in Xuanyuan Country and Siqiong Mountain. The big trees experienced spring, summer, autumn and winter in an instant, and the green leaves on the trees turned into dead leaves, withered and scattered, and thousands of trees withered at the same time. The halo swept across the earth, impacting everything, and the trees withered, decayed, and rotted. Endless dead leaves flew, covering the sky, and a rain of dead leaves fell all over the sky. The rain of leaves gathered, densely packed, following the strong wind, dancing around the light column, like a huge vortex, gathering into a sea of leaves in the sky. It was mighty, as if playing the song of the end of life. The vitality of all things seemed to have come to an end in an instant, and the power of death and destruction emanated from it. The world within sight died in an instant. And the barbarians, Xun people, witch priests, and strangers standing in Xuanyuan Country were instantly swept into the storm like ants under the impact of the light column, just like insects caught in the strong wind. The strong wind swept, and in the sea of leaves, hundreds and thousands of people from the Xun country who were slaughtered and looted by Xuanyuan Country were constantly swept up into the sky. Groups of people ran down the mountain, and were blown down the mountain in groups on the stairs. Hundreds and thousands of people pushed and squeezed each other to rush across the stone bridge over the river, and were swept up into the sky by the strong wind. The looting barbarians in the palace were hit by the beam of light. The crazy smiles on their faces froze instantly. They rushed forward a few steps by inertia, and suddenly fell to the ground, losing their breath. Then their bodies quickly decayed and rotted, becoming a pile of bones. Screams, cries of pain, wails! And the desperate shouts! They were so arrogant and rampant killing just now, but now they were also trapped in the despair of death. Thousands of people died in the storm and the power of death. The storm not only swept them into the sky, but the terrifying power of death also invaded their flesh and devoured their souls. "Ah! Save me! Who will save me!" Hundreds of soldiers watched themselves being swept into the sky and screamed desperately at the bottom. "Kill them! Kill them!" The crazy old witch priest seemed to be completely frightened by this scene, holding a human skull staff and screaming sharply in madness. One by one, the human race was instantly devoured by the deadly power in the storm, and black stains of corruption climbed up their bodies and faces bit by bit. "Ah! My face! My body is rotten!" "My hand! My hand!" The mortals decayed rapidly in the storm, and only some practitioners were able to resist. However, it can be seen that the corrupt power was also eroding them, and black spots quickly floated up their bodies. In the strong wind, Zhu Liu held the cauldron high, and the heavy cauldron pressed him down tightly. With his other hand, he held Qingyang and Jia Yi tightly. The rubble of the surrounding palaces kept flying into the sky, and the tall thousand-year-old trees turned into dead wood and were pulled up from the ground. Three people were blown into the strong wind and couldn't open their eyes. The other two could no longer stand, and their whole bodies floated up and could be swept into the sky at any time. At that time, it would be their death. The others were scattered everywhere, or had been swept into the sky, or were hiding somewhere in the palace, hugging the stone pillars and trembling. Qingyang grabbed Jia Yi's hand and stared at the death storm above the sky and the ruins on the earth. Hundreds and thousands of people were constantly swept into the sky, and powerful witch priests and sorcerers kept dying. Black spots of decay climbed up the arms of the three of them, extended to their necks, and even crawled towards their faces. "We! This time... we may really die!" Qingyang's face was full of despair and pain. He looked at Jia Yi and Zhu Liu. At this moment, black spots covered his face, which looked terrifying and gloomy. He didn't know whether it was because of excitement or fear, or because the strong wind was too fierce, and his whole body kept shaking. "I'm sorry!" "I'm sorry! Brother!" Qingyang kept repeating this sentence, as if he had completely accepted his fate, and even loosened his hands a little bit, wanting to let the strong wind roll him up to the sky. "If I hadn't insisted on returning to the mountains and seas...!" "If I hadn't..." Jia Yi tightly grasped Zhu Liu with one hand and Qingyang with the other. The strong wind made it impossible for him to open his eyes. At this moment, he roared: "It's already this time, why are you still being so hypocritical? Let's die together! What are you afraid of..." "It's better to die like this than to die in a dull way!" "I've experienced many storms!" "I died in such a mythical battle, and tens of thousands of people were buried with me." "That's enough! That's enough!" Jia Yi roared excitedly, his face arrogant. "Hahahaha!" He stood in the strong wind and laughed, looking at Qingyang, then turned his head to look at Zhu Liu: "Isn't it! Old Zhu!" Zhu Liu was also very scared at first, but he just held on. His feet even cracked the ground and sank deeply into it. At this moment, after hearing Jia Yi's words, this dark and tall black man immediately raised his head and smiled honestly. "That's right! No regrets!" At this time, the deadly power transmitted from the figure on the light column shook out again. This time, the storm was so strong that it seemed to destroy everything. With the temple as the center, it turned into a hurricane covering the sky and earth and swept across, destroying everything. The power exploded with a bang and swept towards here. Zhu Liu moved instantly, pulled Jia Yihe and Qingyang and threw them, then took down the big tripod in his hand, directly covered the two of them inside, and pressed the big tripod tightly. The big tripod exuded the spiritual light of the magic weapon, slightly blocking the erosion of the deadly power outside. The storm swept past with a bang, and in the gray light, Zhu Liu was instantly swallowed by the deadly power. The rotten black spots instantly covered his whole body, and his flesh and blood instantly collapsed and turned into ashes. The white skeleton grasped the big tripod tightly, but as the violent light hit it, even the skeleton was washed away and scattered into ashes with a bang. Then the strong wind overturned the big tripod, and the two people hiding in the tripod also swept towards the sky together. Finally, it's their turn! "Wuhum..."At this time, a strange voice was transmitted, and the sound was like a huge and ancient door being pushed open, making a dull hum. The entire space, the storm, the sea of leaves, and the collapsed palace stopped at the same time. The screaming and crying people, the desperate expressions, and the Xuanyuan people chanting the sacrificial text were all frozen at the same time. All power, magic power, and forbidden magic auras were instantly dissipated in that sound, as if they were erased at the root. The storm above the sky dissipated instantly, and everything that was spinning and flying fell to the ground. Thousands of corpses fell to the bottom of the sea together, and the few who were still alive were also smashed into meat paste. Only some of them were lucky enough to fall into the river or the pool, and a small number of them slid down the hillside, and the practitioner survived. Only the beam of light remained in the world, but at this moment, the shadow in the beam of light was also locked in an instant, unable to move, as if locked by the eyes of some extremely terrifying existence. At this moment, he was like an ant, being looked down upon by the existence high above. A spot of black emerged from the center of the earth, spreading rapidly and dyeing the entire earth. The underworld, which had been dark forever, now saw the light of day again and opened to them. However, their eyes passed through the endless darkness and saw a bronze palace located in the depths of the darkness. It was a bronze palace as tall as an ancient city. The door alone was probably hundreds of meters high. A person standing on it would probably be about the same size as an ant. The bronze palace was branded with the phantoms of all living things in the world. Endless black light flowed, like the core of the world, suppressing the cycle of life and death and forever suppressing the underworld. At this moment, the bronze door of the hall slowly opened, and the heavy door like a mountain slowly moved, and the dull humming sound seemed to resound in everyone's soul. Finally, the door was completely opened, revealing the central place that suppressed the cycle of life and death.