And this figure was Sun Qi. At this moment, Sun Qi looked at Di Shitian who was seriously injured beside him with an ugly expression. Even he suffered some injuries.

"This son must be using the supernatural power of proving the way, and it is also an extremely powerful supernatural power. Otherwise, it is impossible to borrow the power of the heavenly way."

Sun Qi put down Di Shitian, took out a green elixir from the spirit ring, and fed it into Di Shitian's mouth.

After watching Di Shitian swallow the elixir, Sun Qi's eyes showed a hint of heartache.

This elixir is a heaven-level divine elixir, even he only has this one in his body, if he didn't look at Di Shitian's terrifying talent this time, he would not be willing to take such a precious elixir for Di Shitian .

After taking this magic pill, Di Shitian coughed up a puddle of blood, and immediately his body glowed with a light green light, and then his injuries were recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Of course, Di Shitian's injury was too serious, almost to the point of dying. Although the effect of this magic pill was remarkable, it still couldn't completely restore Di Shitian's injury.

However, Di Shitian also faintly woke up from a coma.

As if realizing something, Di Shitian's face was gloomy, and there was fury in his eyes, and then he looked at Zhuo Wen who was hanging in the void not far away, and the anger in his eyes was even worse.

"Zhuowen, what else can you do besides using some dirty tricks?" Di Shitian said coldly.

"Can kill you!"

Zhuo Wen sneered, and took a step forward, like a ray of light cutting through the starry sky, towards Di Shitian, and the death sacrificial sword was full of the breath of death.

Di Shitian's face changed slightly, his current physical condition was extremely poor, and facing Zhuo Wen was simply courting death.

However, fortunately, Sun Qi is by his side now, he knows that he is now a disciple of Baihongtang, and Sun Qi regards him very highly, so Sun Qi will not ignore him.

"You are so brave, you dare to touch my disciple of Baihong Hall!"

Sun Qi snorted coldly, and punched Zhuo Wen fiercely.

The moment this punch hit the Death Sacrifice Sword, the terrifying heavenly power erupted like ripples, and then formed a strong vortex, squeezing Zhuo Wen unexpectedly.

The death sacrificial sword was punched away, and Zhuo Wen had already retreated beforehand.

However, he was still hit by the aftermath of the fist force, blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and he was slightly injured.

"The mere ants in the realm of death actually possess such powerful combat power. You definitely have a big secret!"

Sun Qi snorted coldly, took a step forward, and rushed towards Zhuo Wen, punching and punching Zhuo Wen, each punch burst out with terrifying power of heaven.

Zhuo Wen could barely resist Sun Qi's attack by relying on the Death Sacrifice Sword, secretly shocked by Sun Qi's strength.

Although Sun Qi is only the Lord of Heaven, he is much stronger than Di Shitian, especially the power of heaven used by each punch is much more terrifying than that of Di Shitian, Zhuo Wen fell into a disadvantage in an instant.

However, Sun Qi became more and more frightened as he fought. If he was facing an ordinary death-enlightenment cultivator, he would have killed him with one punch.

But the white-clothed young man in front of him actually survived more than ten moves under his hands. Although it was because of the Death Sacrifice Sword, it was already extremely remarkable, and ordinary death-enlightenment realms could not do this.

Thinking of this, Sun Qi felt more and more that there must be a big secret in Zhuo Wen's body, which must be destroyed, and then took this person's spirit ring, and checked it carefully.

On the time-space roulette, Xuelin sat cross-legged, silently looking at Zhuo Wen who was at a disadvantage, and had no intention of making a move.

"I said, you should be the King of Devouring Clan, I smell the breath of Devouring King on your body!" The green-haired mummy watched Zhuo Wen and Sun Qi's battle boredly, and asked Xuelin casually.

Xuelin's pupils shrank, and he looked at the green-haired mummy vigilantly, and said coldly: "Who are you? Can you actually sense my breath?"

Xuelin was shocked in his heart, he had completely restrained his aura, even if a monk who had just passed the second stage of enlightenment came in person, he would not be able to see his true identity.

But the green-haired mummy in front of him can be seen at a glance, which shows that the green-haired mummy is not simple.

"You don't have the right to know who I am. Even if the ancestors of your devouring clan are like farts in front of me, the only ones who can really catch my eyes are the Twelve Ancestral Witches. I watched the birth of the Twelve Ancestor Witches back then. To rise and then fall." The green-haired mummy snorted coldly.

Bloodscale was a little disdainful, but he didn't refute. He felt that the green-haired mummy was bragging.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches are powerful men respected by all races in the prehistoric world, and they are the true kings of all races.

Moreover, the Twelve Ancestral Witches have already fallen for countless years, and it has become an ancient legend. This green-haired mummy can really brag, and even watched the Twelve Ancestor Witches from birth to perish. long-standing existence.

Bloodscale naturally didn't believe it. Although the breath of the green-haired mummy was invisible to him, it didn't give him an extremely strong sense of crisis. Obviously, the strength of the green-haired mummy was much stronger than him.

This strength is not even as good as a finger of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, so how can it be compared with the Twelve Ancestral Witches?

"Could it be that you are stronger than the Twelve Ancestral Witches?" Xuelin said disdainfully.

"Of course, if I hadn't been trapped all the time, I would have gone out and put down the Twelve Ancestral Witches at that time. Unfortunately, I can only witness the rise of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, but I'm sure , Twelve Ancestral Witches compete with me in the physical body, that is courting death." The green-haired mummy said.

Bloodscale shrugged and stopped talking. JrNovels.com