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.

the black flood dragon ancestor’s entire body shook as she tore out streaks of bloody light, causing the light

expanded hundreds of times in the air and turned into

The ancestor roared with a

The rolling vigor instantly formed a thick layer of armor around her. The golden vortex arrived

plate being pried open. With a painful roar, the black

fell from mid-air. With a bang, she

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

a loud noise above the world of universe. At the same time,

ground, in a broken wall, the ancestor spat out

almost covering half of the snow mountain. The boiling blood melted the

were filled with fear, shock,

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

she moved, blood would flow out of the 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 strong that it could not

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

times before suddenly clutching her chest

her internal organs. If it had been a cultivator, he would not have been able to stand up with such a serious injury. Only the Demonic Beasts with condensed bodies and

dragon ancestor’s face was

prepared and

her find enemies hiding outside. The other aspect was to use the incarnation to replenish vigor in time in case of an accident and serious

focusing her spirit on the incarnation outside. After a while, a

ancestor let out a sigh

from the small world of universe. As for killing the