Chapter 2628

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

Sun Qi Makes a Move

Seeing Yao Xiangjun, Mu Chenxue, and the others leave, Zhuowen turned around and gloomily stared at the figure leaping out of the energy whirlpool.

This figure was Sun Qi. At this moment, Sun Qi looked at the severely injured Sakyamuni beside him with an ugly expression. Even he had suffered some injuries.

"This kid must have used a divine ability, and an extremely powerful one at that. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to borrow the power of the Heavenly Way."

Sun Qi put down Sakyamuni, took out a green pill from his spirit ring, and fed it to Sakyamuni.

Seeing Sakyamuni swallow the pill, Sun Qi's eyes showed a trace of pain.

This was a divine pill of the Heavenly Way. Even he only had one on him. If it weren't for Sakyamuni's terrifying talent, he wouldn't have been willing to give such a precious pill to Sakyamuni.

After taking the pill, Sakyamuni coughed up a pool of blood. Immediately after, his body shone with a faint green light, and his injuries healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Of course, Sakyamuni's injuries were too severe. He was almost on the verge of death. Although the effects of the pill were obvious, it couldn't completely heal Sakyamuni's injuries.

However, Sakyamuni slowly woke up from his coma.

As if realizing something, Sakyamuni's face darkened. His eyes were filled with rage. Then he looked at Zhuowen, who was hovering in the air nearby, and the fury in his eyes burned even more.

"Zhuowen, what else can you do apart from using some dirty tricks?" Sakyamuni said coldly.

"I can still kill you!"

Zhuowen sneered and took a step forward. Like a streak of light, he streaked across the starry sky toward Sakyamuni. The Death Sacrifice Sword was filled with the aura of death.

Sakyamuni's expression changed slightly. His current condition was extremely poor. Facing Zhuowen was simply courting death.

Fortunately, Sun Qi was by his side. He knew that he was now a disciple of Baihong Hall, and Sun Qi valued him greatly. Sun Qi wouldn't ignore him.

"How dare you touch a disciple of my White Rainbow Hall!"

Sun Qi snorted and threw a punch, smashing it in front of Zhuowen.

The moment the punch Death Sacrifice Sword, a terrifying Heavenly Way Power Force Rippled, and then formed a powerful vortex, it actually squeezed on Zhuowen.

The Death Sacrifice Sword was blown away, and Zhuowen had retreated.

However, he was still hit by the aftershock of the punch. Blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and he was slightly injured.

"A mere ant in the Death Enlightenment State actually has such powerful combat strength. You must have a big secret!"

Sun Qi snorted coldly, took a step forward, and rushed straight over, punching towards Zhuo Wen, every punch erupting with terrifying Heavenly Dao energy.

Zhuowen could only rely on the Death Sacrifice Sword to barely resist Sun Qi's attack. He was secretly shocked by Sun Qi's strength.

Although Sun Qi was only a Heavenly Way Master, he was much stronger than Sakyamuni. In particular, the Heavenly Way Power used in each of his punches was much more terrifying than the Nāti Shiva's. Zhuowen was instantly at a disadvantage.

Sun Qi became more and more shocked as the battle went on. If he was facing an ordinary Death Enlightenment State cultivator, he would have killed him with one punch.

However, the white-clothed young man in front of him had actually withstood more than ten moves from him. Although it was because of the Death Sacrifice Sword, it was already very amazing. An ordinary Death Enlightenment State cultivator could not do this.

Thinking of this, Sun Qi felt that Zhuowen must have a big secret. He must kill him, then take his Spirit Ring and check it.

On the space-time roulette, Blood Scale sat cross-legged and silently looked at Zhuowen, who was at a disadvantage. He had no intention of making a move.

"I say, you should be the king of the Devouring Clan, right? I smell the aura of the Devouring Clan on you!"

The green-haired mummy looked bored as he watched the battle between Zhuowen and Sun Qi and casually asked Blood Scale.

Blood Scale's pupils shrank. He looked at the green-haired mummy with vigilance and said coldly, "Who are you?

How can you sense the aura on my body? "

Blood Scale was shocked. He had completely restrained the aura on his body. Even a second-step Dao Confirming Realm cultivator could not see his true identity.

However, the green-haired mummy in front of him could see his true identity at a glance. It meant that this mummy was not simple.

"You are not qualified to know who I am. Even the ancestor of your Devouring Clan is like a fart in front of me. Only the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery can enter my eyes. I have seen the birth of the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery and then fall." The green-haired mummy snorted coldly.

Blood Scale was a little disdainful, but he did not refute. He thought that the green-haired mummy was bragging.

The Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery were experts respected by all races in the Ancient Desolate Heaven Realm. They were the real kings of all races.

Moreover, the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery had fallen for countless years and had become an ancient legend. This green-haired mummy really knew how to brag. He had seen the birth of the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery and then fall. Didn't that mean that this mummy was even older than the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery?

Blood Scale naturally did not believe it. Although he could not see through the mummy's aura, it was not enough to give him a strong sense of crisis. Obviously, the mummy's strength was not much stronger than his.

The mummy's strength was not even comparable to a finger of the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery. How could it be compared with the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery?

"Are you saying that you are stronger than the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery?" Blood Scale said disdainfully.

"Of course. If I hadn't been trapped, I would have gone out and defeated the Twelve Ancestral Sorcerers at that time. Unfortunately, I could only witness the rise of the Twelve Ancestral Sorcerers. But I'm sure that the Twelve Ancestral Sorcerers would be courting death if they competed with me in terms of physical strength," said the Green-haired Mummy.

Blood Scale shrugged and said no more.

The mummy knew that Blood Scale did not believe him, but he did not care. Yawning, he looked at Zhuowen, who was suppressed by Sun Qi, and said, "You are that boy's servant, aren't you?

Your master has been beaten so badly. Why don't you go and help him? "

Blood Scale shook his head and said, "Zhuowen's strength is not limited to this. He has been fighting with the Original Body of the Human Clan, and his strongest is the clone of the Devourer King. If he uses the clone of the Devourer King, Sun Qi may not be his match."

The mummy nodded. He had seen Zhuowen's clone of the Devourer King, and he also knew that this human clone of the Human Clan had practiced the Pangu Sacred Body. He knew that it would be easy for this boy to deal with Sun Qi.

However, this boy had not shown his clone. Obviously, he had his own plan.

Boom!

Zhuowen was sent flying by a punch. Sun Qi grinned and looked at Zhuowen as if he was looking at a dead man.

"Next time when you are reincarnated, remember not to be too arrogant."

As Sun Qi spoke, he quickly approached Zhuowen. His right fist, which was ready to strike, blasted toward Zhuowen like a furious dragon.