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.

streaks of bloody light, causing the light to dim. At the same time, Bruce shook the broken sword in

hundreds of times in the air and turned into a sharp golden vortex. It instantly shattered the blood light rushing toward Black flood

Dragon Blood Armor!” The ancestor roared with a ferocious

formed a thick layer of armor around her. The golden vortex arrived in the blink of an eye and slashed, twisting

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

mid-air. With a bang, she fell to the ground like

up, and half of the snow mountain collapsed. The howling wind suddenly swept over from

At the same time, a golden light spot

wall, the ancestor spat out large

boiling blood melted the ice and snow. At this time, it rushed down like a waterfall.

with

peak… How could an ant like you… Hurt me…” Ancestor spat out another mouthful of blood

cracks all over her body. By the time she managed to stand up, she seemed to be standing in a pool of blood. The smell of blood was so

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

times before suddenly

spat out 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 up with such a

black flood dragon ancestor’s face was frighteningly

fortunately, I was well prepared and left an incarnation

hand, the incarnation could help her find enemies hiding outside. The other aspect was

the incarnation outside. After a while,

flood dragon ancestor let out a sigh of relief as her

least recover 30% to 40% of her injuries. In this way, it would not be a problem for her to withdraw from the small world of universe. As for killing the Human Clan cultivators who made her so embarrassed,