The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

“Let’s go!” Uncle Quinn roared as he grabbed Mandra and rapidly leaped to one side.

The raging Astral Wind crashed down like a mountain.

Bang!

Under Mandra’s stunned expression, the spirit boat exploded into powder in an instant.

The sea with a radius of dozens of miles suddenly caved in.

The next moment, it exploded like boiling oil, causing huge waves.

The horrible airflow, like thousands of arrows, hit Mandra’s Protective Upstanding Qi, causing dazzling dense sparks.

The crisp sounds of clanging rang out in his heart, making his heart almost stop beating in shock.

“Is he still my seventh brother?” Mandra was stunned.

If the other party had the strength to do so, then he would have been slapped to death by the other party long ago when he was arguing with the other party.

“Uncle Quinn, w-what, what’s going on?” Mandra asked, almost crying.

Uncle Quinn grabbed Mandra’s collar and flew rapidly across the sea.

The coldness and seriousness made Mandra’s face paler and paler at this moment.

“Young Master Mandra, don’t you understand?” Uncle Quinn’s tone was urgent.

“He’s not your brother.

We’ve been deceived!”

“Huh? Ah!” Mandra was stunned.

At that moment, the wind was blowing all around.

Before today, Mandra had never felt that the sea breeze would be so piercing and cold.

“Uncle Quinn… Do you mean… Do you mean this person is not Mac?”

“Absolutely not!” Uncle Quinn’s words made Mandra’s heart sink into an ice cellar.

“This person’s realm is not as good as mine, but his realm is far above mine.

It seems that he should be a cultivator at the third level of Heavenly Spirit Realm, but he has hidden his realm!”

“The third stage of Heavenly Spirit Realm!” Mandra cried out in surprise.

His chin almost hit his feet, and he stammered, “Then, then… Isn’t that about the same as my father?”

Uncle Quinn snorted lightly.

with all his strength and had no time to

Mac was stronger than Sage of the Distinct Sea. The kick just now seemed to be ordinary, but the horrible power it

about it now, Uncle Quinn still had a lingering fear. He

not help but

person’s strength

he pursue us after shattering the spirit

this idea came to Uncle Quinn’s mind, Mandra, who was

Buzz! Boom!

rolling

heart fiercely, stirring up the eruption

vigor surged backward and

with

flying physical strength, Caspian was absolutely invincible among his

Uncle Quinn, he was only at the second Stage of

in

strong an ant was, it

here!” Mandra’s face was as pale

familiar face, but the feeling the face gave Mandra

body, and soul were all held in the other party’s

party only needed to pinch them lightly and they would be turned

Quinn heard Mandra’s voice

sense the

the tremendous pressure generated by the strength seemed to be constantly overlapping mountains,

body, even his soul

The intense fear in Uncle Quinn’s heart transformed

an evil cultivator who dominated a region on

cultivators were the least afraid of killing

empty hand suddenly

and a ball of blood light

Oceanic Dominion

sanguine light, the 28 beads

size of a fingernail, it gave people a feeling

moment, every bead

blood light, the demonic beast’s fierce shadows roared and charged toward Caspian. Each of them was as tall

one of them seemed to

the sea shook, exploded,

blue seawater also turned

them turned into a strong

to make one dizzy, and the roar

to the

blink of an eye, it was about

this scene, Mandra was

became paler and paler in the dazzling blood light around

heart almost