The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

Chapter 2148

Morine attacked with his Divine Sense without warning.

A white light appeared all over the cultivator’s body, and then it exploded into pieces.

The cultivator’s face instantly turned pale.

Huh?

A magic weapon protecting the Divine Awareness?

Morine was slightly surprised.

Cold sweat dripped down the forehead of the cultivator carrying the gourd. Abraham did have a magic weapon that could protect his Divine Sense in order to prevent his opponent’s attack. But he had never thought that the other side’s Divine Awareness attack could blow up his magic weapon at once!

If it weren’t for this magic weapon, wouldn’t the other party’s Divine Awareness hit him and turn him into an idiot?

Thinking of this, the cultivator’s heart skipped a beat. Abraham looked at Morine in horror.

Where did the cultivator come from?

How could his Divine Sense be so strong?

It wasn‘t just the cultivator with the gourd on his back. The disciples of the Immortal Sect who had come with him all looked pale and their legs went limp.

They were originally flying straight on their swords in midair, but at this moment, they were all swaying and their spiritual Qis were in a mess. They could no longer stand steadily.

They all held the same thought as they looked towards Morine. This glance almost scared their souls away.

The cultivator opposite them was the Spiritual Master of the Amethyst Palace Realm!

They had not noticed the realm of Morine when they chased after the shape-shifting demon. Besides, the Immortal Sect was the only sect in their country, so there was no need to look at others. Therefore, from the very beginning, after finding out that Morine was not a disciple of the same sect, they did not care about Morine’s realm at all.

really made his move, they found

on his back suddenly pulled the gourd off his back and

exploded. In an instant, a pattern full of tension burst out

disciple with a gourd on

for a while! Senior Brother

disciples heard this, their spirits were immediately roused. They activated their spiritual Qi, interweaving with sword radiance in front of them, forming

held the gourd in his arms and pointed out with his finger. The surface

for help had been sent, and the strong reinforcements would

a match for this Spiritual Master of Amethyst Palace Realm. So they had to protect themselves. They could

unhappy. However, when he saw the sword formation they formed, his eyes

as if it could

few cultivators holding the swords, including the

Morine shouted and reached out to grab

The face of the disciple with the

clear roar, accompanied by the sound of wild

A disciple in

male voice was like a war drum beating on the battlefield, shaking people’s vigor, “Who dares to hurt the disciples of our Immortal

sneered and stretched out his

many trajectories in the void. With a ripping sound, the sword formation was torn into

“How dare you!”

was a thunderous

hundreds-foot long giant blade that slashed toward Morine. The shining

Morine stretched out his hand and sealed the five disciples‘

them and threw them at

time, he waved his other hand at

the figure. In an instant, it

male cultivator named Baloho Puskas was

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