Dozens of Ancestral Sorcerers were thrown into the prayer wheel. From the outside, they also became little people running on the prayer wheel!
However, they were running in the direction of history, while Lou Xiaoyi was going against history!
The collision was inevitable!
As Lou Xiaoyi was running, he felt a strong aura appear in front of him. An Ancestral Sorcerer transformed into a huge Sorcerer Xiang, standing upright and taking big strides, like a train moving at full speed!
In the prayer wheel, no one could stop! There was no way to dodge and move. There was no other way except for a head-on collision!
The Ancestral Sorcerer shouted again and again, every sound was like thunder. With a big step, the city and the mountains were like toys under his feet.
The earth shook and the mountains shook. The apes were like Mount Tai.
Lou Xiaoyi was silent and still maintained his usual rhythm. While running, he still had the mood to watch the history along the way and continued to use the will of the sword to stimulate the purple gas!
Everyone had communicated with each other before. Was he playing dumb with him?
As for the Ancestral Sorcerer in front? He was not worth a mention! He had been fighting for three to four thousand years. What he was best at was this kind of head-on collision and fighting for the front line!
Both sides approached each other rapidly. The Ancestral Sorcerer raised his banner high above his head and was about to smash it down. However, he did not expect the insignificant figure opposite him to suddenly change his speed …
First, it paused, then it accelerated and rushed forward!
The banner could not find the rhythm of swinging down in an instant. When he saw the figure of the opponent and swung down, there was a flash of light that swept past his neck!
It was like two friends running in opposite directions. When they met, they raised their hands to say hello. When they met in an instant, they separated in an instant and continued to run in the scroll of history.
However, Lou Xiaoyi was still running calmly and naturally. His footsteps were not messy at all. However, the Sorcerer Xiang seemed to be drunk after a few steps. He staggered a few steps and a mountain under his feet tripped him and sent him flying.
In such a sudden stumble, a red line under the neck suddenly split open, and the head of the eldest sprayed out in a spurt of blood. Only a pair of eyes were still wide open, and the mouth of the eldest one shouted:
"What a fast sword …"
To Lou Xiaoyi, this kind of battle made his blood boil! Not to mention the Half Immortal Realm, even after the True Monarch Realm, no one dared to cut him in half under such circumstances!
This was his favorite way of doing things. Killing to his heart's content and dying to his heart's content!
With the appearance of the first Ancestral Sorcerer, the natives of the Obsidian Soil began to appear in front of him one after another. Similarly, they were unable to control themselves and refused to stop!
History made it impossible for them to work together, because there was no point in the long river of time that could overlap!
His blood was boiling and his killing intent was rising. Lou Xiaoyi's sword flashed and his sword intent surged uncontrollably!
The Purple Qi finally loosened under such willpower. It was no longer completely lifeless and indifferent like before!
However, this was still not enough!
Outside the prayer wheel, the Ancestral Sorcerers were being reborn and restored. The smell of blood shrouded them. At this moment, they were no longer lofty and far-sighted Half Immortal Almighties. Instead, they were desperadoes whose homes were about to be destroyed because their foundations were damaged!
As soon as they recovered, they immediately threw themselves back into the prayer wheel. Dozens of Ancestral Shamans used this method to express their attitude!
They would not die in the prayer wheel! They could be reborn outside the prayer wheel! However, the Swordsman could not be reborn. Once the Swordsman was killed, he could only be reborn in the prayer wheel. As long as they persevered, as long as they formed a line and continuously pressured the Swordsman, they would definitely be able to kill him once!
After the first time, the subsequent times would be much easier. The Ancestral Shamans who were constantly pouncing on the Swordsman could take advantage of the time when he was reborn to kill him continuously. Sooner or later, he would be killed to the point where he could never be reborn again!
This was the strategy of the Ancestral Shamans.
How many times had he died? No one could count! This kind of courage could not be counted. Once counted, it would be discouraging!
This kind of fighting style required one to throw away their rationality and give themselves over to their instincts!
Lou Xiaoyi did not count, he was too lazy to count! The pressure that the Ancestral Shamans gave him during the process of charging was the stepping stone for his sword intent to climb up!
Only with a stronger intent could he create a gap in the Purple Qi!
This Purple Qi had communicated with him before!
Even if it was through the transmission of an immortal!
But what he did not know was, when this Purple Qi nurtured the rules of heaven and earth like the Hongmao, what was the relationship between the two?
He knew that he should keep a distance between them and not tear apart the last layer of paper. He also did not want to have such a rich friend, but the problem was that he had to get out! He still did not know how Qing Xuan and the other two were. Were they here? If they were not, where else could he go?
His sword intent stimulated the Purple Qi, it only meant one thing: Let me out!
He did not mention the fact that he had already recognized the Purple Qi, it was to leave some leeway for both parties! But along the way, even if he had already killed hundreds of Ancestral Shamans and his sword intent was almost solid, the Purple Qi still pretended to be polite and perfunctory.
Such a response put him in a dilemma!
It was already impossible to get off! The Ancestral Shamans were battered and exhausted. The Purple Qi did not counterattack him, nor did it respond to him! It made him look like a clown in the prayer wheel!
He knew very well what the Purple Qi was! He did not want to provoke such a thing. His previous provocation was just an attitude, not a real intention to do anything.
But now, it seemed that he had no other choice but to follow this path to the end.
At a place far enough away from the prayer wheel, there was a large number of Supreme level Great Shamans. They were not summoned by the Ancestral Shamans, but gathered because they felt that something was wrong with the prayer wheel. But they were ordered not to come close by the Ancestral Shamans who had died!
In any world and force, when there was a battle, nothing would happen if you did not step forward. But if you interfered, if the Ancestral Shamans failed, these Great Shamans would not be able to escape. This was a tacit rule in the world of cultivation, even a remote place like the Earth of Filth still recognized it.
In their eyes, the prayer wheel had become a merry-go-round! Their own Ancestral Shamans risked their lives to rush in, and then were slashed out by a sword, without exception!
There was no need to ask who the murderer was. In this universe, there were only a few people who could do this, but they did not understand why this big scourge was trapped in the prayer wheel?
Even if they fought in the Earth of Filth space, at least they had the advantage of numbers. But in the prayer wheel, it was like a slaughterhouse!
The huge prayer wheel had completely lost its usual rotation rhythm. It became fast and slow, bright and dark, and from time to time, it would swing a few times, making the Great Shamans frightened!
They did not dare to imagine if something happened to the Purple Qi, would the ancient Earth of Filth still exist?
Originally, the change of the era was enough to annoy them, but they did not expect that before the new era, they would be waiting for Lou Shitty.
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