The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

His facial features melted like candles. His head split open from his forehead.

That scene was as weird as it could be. However, there was still a holy golden light coming out of Bruce’s whole body.

In the light, flames were dancing. The majesty of a god’s descent instantly enveloped the place. This aura was actually not inferior to Ancestor’s.

Isn’t Bruce the Heaven Spirit Realm Master, but Spiritual Master of Amethyst Palace Realm?

Jagoan thought to himself as he felt the strong and heavy Taoist Sense. But soon, he denied this speculation.

If that’s the case, how could he use his real strength after his fellow disciples were killed and he was seriously injured?

The next moment, Jagoan came to his senses. This power did not come from Bruce himself. It was a certain power within his body that had awakened. To be exact, this force was activated when Bruce was in danger.

“Ha! Let’s see what other tricks you have!” The black flood dragon ancestor roared at this time.

She crossed her hands in front of her body and fiercely tore them apart.

Chi la!

Countless cuts, full of blood light, rushed toward Bruce.

Bruce’s whole body was covered with golden light, and the majestic and holy power kept gushing out from his body. Although it was impossible to distinguish his expression from his facial features at this time, at this time, Bruce had obviously become another person.

As soon as he raised his hand, a golden shadow immediately appeared in the void behind him. The appearance of this shadow seemed to have the power to shatter the universe and suppress evil spirits.

of bloody light, causing the light

air and turned into a sharp golden vortex. It instantly shattered the blood light

Dragon Blood Armor!” The ancestor roared with a

thick layer of armor around her. The golden

a loud sound of a steel plate being pried open. With a

mid-air. With a bang, she

struck in all directions. The palace was directly blown up, and half of the snow mountain collapsed. The howling wind suddenly swept

there was a loud noise above the world of universe. At the

the ground, in a broken wall, the ancestor spat

turned into thick blood, almost covering half of the snow mountain. The boiling blood melted the ice and

were filled with fear, shock, and

could an ant like you… Hurt me…” Ancestor spat out another mouthful of blood as she struggled to

managed to stand up, she

remember your aura. When I recover, I’ll kill

suddenly clutching her chest and coughing violently

this time was not only hot blood, but also fragments of her internal organs. If it had been a cultivator, he would not have been able to stand

more blood, the black flood dragon ancestor’s face was

I was well prepared and left an incarnation

the black flood dragon ancestor, who had chased after Maradih before, deliberately stayed outside. On the one hand, the incarnation could help her find enemies hiding outside. The

focusing her spirit on the incarnation outside. After a while, a woman in a black dress rushed over from

a sigh of relief as her expression relaxed a

a problem for her to withdraw from the small world of universe. As for killing the Human Clan cultivators who made her so embarrassed, when she returned and recovered from her injuries, she would take revenge on them