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.

tore out streaks of bloody light, causing the light to dim. At the same time, Bruce shook the

broken sword was immediately enveloped by the golden light. It expanded hundreds of times in the air and turned into a sharp golden vortex. It instantly shattered the blood light rushing toward Black flood dragon

Armor!” The ancestor

of armor around her. The golden vortex arrived in the blink of an eye

loud sound of a steel plate being pried open. With a painful roar, the black flood

With a bang, she

wind suddenly swept over from all directions. In the flying snow all over the sky, Bruce turned into a golden

of universe. At

the ancestor spat out large

The boiling blood

were filled with fear, shock,

my peak… How could an ant like you… Hurt me…” Ancestor spat out another mouthful of blood as she struggled to get up from the

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

remember your aura. When I recover,

few times before suddenly clutching her chest

he would not

spitting out more blood, the black flood dragon ancestor’s face was frighteningly pale. However, there

fortunately, I was well prepared

chased after Maradih before, deliberately stayed outside. On the one hand, the incarnation could help her find enemies hiding outside. The other aspect was to use the incarnation to replenish vigor in time in case of

spirit on the incarnation outside. After a while, a woman in a

black flood dragon ancestor let out a sigh of relief as

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, when she returned and recovered from her injuries, she would take revenge on them one