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.

seemed that he was flying with all his strength

cultivator who pretended to be Mac was stronger than Sage of the Distinct Sea. The kick just now seemed

still had a lingering fear. He recited the incantation silently

help but feel

person’s strength is

didn’t he pursue us

Quinn’s mind, Mandra,

Buzz! Boom!

air was compressed and exploded, rolling like thousands of troops, coming from

fiercely, stirring up the eruption of his blood

and he nearly

with Uncle Quinn

flying physical strength, Caspian was

he was only at the

Spirit Realm in this sort of individual cultivators was nothing more

matter how strong an ant was,

Uncle Quinn, he is here!” Mandra’s face was as

the feeling the face gave

body, and soul were all

other party only needed to pinch them lightly

heard Mandra’s voice

sense the

the tremendous pressure generated by the strength seemed to be constantly overlapping mountains, pressing against the chest of the black-robed Uncle

mention his body, even his soul would be completely

like I won’t be able to escape!” The intense fear in Uncle Quinn’s heart transformed into hatred

an evil cultivator who dominated a region on the

the least afraid of killing

empty hand suddenly

a ball of blood light burst out from

Oceanic

beads

bead was only the size of a fingernail, it gave people a feeling of being soaked in blood

next moment, every bead shot out a

demonic beast’s fierce shadows roared and charged toward Caspian.

tall and powerful, but also fierce. Any one of them

took a step forward, the sea

also turned blood

air around them turned into a strong

roar

to the sky

blink of an eye, it was about to swallow

Mandra was

and paler in

heart almost stopped