The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

Paw!

The sound of flesh and blood being cut was constantly heard in the air. Large amounts of blood rain poured down, forming a stream of blood on the ground in a flash.
After the death of the cultivator, spiritual Qi that reflected the nature of heaven and earth also rose. For a moment, vigor and spiritual Qi seemed to have become a paradise.

About sixty to seventy kilometers away, the Ancestor smiled hideously.

In a hidden place outside the blood light and the black flood dragon ancestor, a pair of eyes was quietly paying attention to what was happening here.

After all, a skinny camel is bigger than a horse…

Jagoan sighed. At this time, he took off All Life Ghost Mask on his face.

The magic weapon that the White family gave him back then could not only change his appearance and voice, but also block the detection of cultivators. Otherwise, it would have been easy for both sides to see through his previous disguise, especially powerful demonic beasts at the level of the ancestor.

Just as Jagoan had expected, the furious black flood dragon ancestor met the cultivators from the Imperial Universe Sect and began to fight. However, what Jagoan didn’t expect was that in front of the black flood dragon ancestor, the group of people from the Imperial Universe Sect didn’t even have the ability to resist.

When he was exploring the Divine Soul of the wild boar shapeshifting demon, Jagoan had already seen the scene of the black flood dragon ancestor’s incarnation.

After learning that the black flood dragon ancestor had used the secret method of the Black flood dragon tribe, there were a total of nine incarnations, except for his original body. Five incarnations had been eliminated. The remaining five were four incarnations and the real body.

Among the four incarnations, there was another one who had not returned yet because she had gone to chase Maradih.

That was to say, at this time, the black flood dragon ancestor was a real body with three incarnations. Although the strength of the original body was higher than that of the incarnation. But, the ancestor’s strength may not be half of her heyday. Even so, Bruce and the others couldn’t even withstand one move from her.

In addition to making Jagoan feel a little disappointed, he also had a clearer understanding of the gap between the ancestor level demonic beast and cultivators of Heavenly Spirit Realm. Although this understanding was a little bloody and tragic.

absolutely not a genius among the demonic beasts.

of magic weapon and other similar means, the realm is still the

in his

Bruce and the others were gradually dissipating, he took a deep breath and began to run spiritual Qi in his

grind the ancestor into a serious injury. However, the performance of these people from the Imperial Universe Sect was really beyond the expectations

the Demon Clan, who would stare at him at any time and place, would definitely be not allowed

and his running spiritual Qi suddenly slowed down. Then,

Imperial Universe Sect disciples in

his eyes and looked at

of the Imperial Universe Sect. One of them had been killed by the black flood dragon ancestor, and then Harry had

blow from an ancestor-level demonic beast. But now, it didn’t seem to

That’s more like it…

Jagoan secretly nodded.

immortal mansion in preparation, how can you possibly not have any

the Imperial Universe Sect. He had to

wrong with the blood light.

pale golden light film protected Bruce. The two disciples who had been swept into the blood light with

be imagined what would happen to the two disciples. Although he was protected by the golden light, Bruce

his hand. This broken sword should have belonged to the delicate and handsome young disciple, but at this moment, not only did runes of the broken

lowered his

was wet and red blood was flowing down his hair. His robe was tattered and his whole body was

with a trace of

the same as a dying