Opposite him was Army Destroyer!
His luck was not bad, he was the first ancient blood Ancestral Shaman to meet the Swordsman when he jumped into the prayer wheel!
Outside the prayer wheel, he had already observed the process of the Swordsman killing the Ancestral Shaman a few times. Even though he was not there, he could still see the key points in the process.
None of them were a match for the Swordsman when it came to close combat techniques. This was because they had been away from this kind of fighting style for too long. It was not something that they could pick up in a short period of time. Even if they picked it up, they would still be no match for the Swordsman!
Therefore, the problem was not this, it was how to rely on the power of the bloodline to turn himself into a flying meteorite!
Without fighting techniques, there was no need for techniques!
Crash!
This kind of method was very stupid when the Swordsman was at his peak, because the invincible sword aura could cut through any kind of meteorite!
But now, the power of the Swordsman's sword was not as strong as before. This was not an inference, it was the result of dozens of Ancestral Shamans dying hundreds of times!
It was credible, real, and could not be faked!
He had now turned himself into a meteorite! Without a weapon, his body was a weapon!
He did not seek to kill the enemy, he only wanted to knock him out … There were still his companions behind him!
This was what Lou Xiaoyi saw in his eyes, a rock that was getting bigger and bigger! It was like a running mountain, carrying the power of heaven and earth as it came crashing over!
In the torrent of history, he had nowhere to hide!
He did not hide!
On the contrary, the sword aura on the sword disappeared and was replaced by the will of the sword after killing hundreds of times!
Under the will of the sword, there was no difference between him and the sword. They were one, a will, a will that ran wildly and never compromised!
The collision happened in the blink of an eye!
However, it was not as earth-shattering as imagined. Instead, it was silent, like a cicada's wing cutting through tofu …
Under Lou Xiaoyi's unbridled roar, the meteorite that was reduced to the background was blown into countless pieces, becoming another part of history in the prayer wheel!
This was only the beginning! The ancient blood Ancestral Shamans and ordinary Ancestral Shamans were still persevering, one after another like moths to a flame!
This was their will, the will to protect their homeland!
In the prayer wheel, when both sides were exhausted, it became a battle of wills!
Lou Xiaoyi unsheathed his sword, and the witches unsheathed their bodies!
It was a tragic sight!
Outside the prayer wheel, Qing Xuan sneered, "How is it? I've said it before, you'll never know where this guy's limit is! Every time you think he is on the brink of death, he turns into a different person!
Just like this fellow's position as a Bailiff, there are many more positions below him! "
Smoky sighed as well. She rarely had the chance to observe her junior brother's swordsmanship at close range. In her mind, she was definitely not as good as him, but the gap between them might not be that big.
There was no way to compare, because this guy always laughed and fooled her. But now, she knew that the distance between her and Lou Xiaoyi was as far as the distance between her and Li Wuya. She could not even see his back clearly.
It was because of this understanding that she had to seriously consider the problem of her own Dao! Although her words were tough, but in the hundreds of years in the Land of the Yellow Dragon, she also thoroughly understood that her efforts might be meaningless.
To challenge the old reincarnation, her foundation was far from enough, and there was no hope of success! If she wanted to succeed in the challenge, there was no other way except for Lou Xiaoyi!
Qing Xuan also felt the same! He began to carefully consider his choice. Was it more impulsive or more rational?
Heaven's punishment was not something that could be solved by mere emotion!
But first, he had to deal with the trouble in front of him. He still had something to say to the five witches who had been monitoring them.
"What's the purpose of risking your life like this? With all due respect, your crisis this time seems to be looking for trouble? "
The old witch's face was bitter, "Fellow Daoist is right! The trouble this time is all because of us!
The Ancient Blood Ancestral Sorcerer insisted on ending it because he had a grudge with you. Our attitude towards this is neither supportive nor opposed. This is the reason why the nine of them went to besiege and kill you, while we just watched! "
Qing Xuan shook his head, neither supporting nor opposing? It sounded stable, but in the chaotic period of the change of era, it was the most unacceptable! Under the great change, how could you be indecisive and overcautious?
The old witch sighed, "I know our attitude is wrong, we shouldn't hesitate in this era, but the specific situation of the Earth left us with few choices!
So we set up a trap here, as long as someone came in through the Qi Zheng Pure Land, they would be trapped in the prayer wheel and never be able to come out!
The result is like this, we succeeded, but we also failed! We solved a problem, but it led to a bigger problem! "
Qing Xuan shook his head, "Using the supreme core of the Earth to trap a universe famous shit stirrer? What are you thinking? What's the difference between this and smashing a robber with a gold brick? Others can't wait to hide, but you …
Then, is the core of the prayer wheel the legendary purple gas? "
The old witch's face was bleak, "That's right! In the end, he was trapped inside, and he began to attack the purple gas. This is the root of our Impure Earth. If something happens to the purple gas, Impure Earth will no longer exist. Being forced to this point, what other choice do I have? "
Yan Chen disdained, "You deserve it! If you had let my junior brother in, the ones who died would only be the nine ancient blood witches! Can he really dig out your roots?
Now you still feel wronged? So my Junior Brother should sacrifice himself for your Obsidian Soil? Whose logic is this? "
She She chuckled, "This is the end! Valuable things were seen by robbers, as the saying goes, thieves don't come empty-handed, plucking the feathers of a goose … Think about it! "
The old witch wanted to cry, "Think about it? If you were an Earth cultivator, how would you think about it? Can you teach me? "
Qing Xuan stared at him, "Fellow Daoist, you still don't seem to know where the root of all this is?
Us? Little Yi? Ancient blood? "
The old witch raised his head, "What do you mean?"
Qing Xuan smiled slightly, "The real reason is your Earth's strategy to deal with the change of era!
You want to get a share of the pie when the era changes, but you are worried that the Earth will no longer exist after the new era, so borrowing the power of the ancient blood is actually the biggest mistake! "
Yan Chen looked at him and smiled at She She. At this time, the elegant Daoist elite in front of him turned into a proper liar, just like Lou Xiaoyi when he was smiling!
Qing Xuan waved his hand, "You don't understand, the biggest feature of the new era is the fusion of the universe! Instead of standing on a small mountain and isolating yourself from the mainstream!
You have a future with the help of the ancient blood? They are the same as you, abandoned by the times! What qualitative change can there be when two of them are together? They are both abandoned and have no achievements in the new era!
What's the point of such cooperation?
Others are looking for a vigorous force to cooperate, but you are good, a stinky fish looking for rotten shrimp … "
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