The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

Swoosh!

The chains instantly disappeared into the void like lightning. The void was instantly penetrated.

The next moment, a large space split open like a mirror. A scream came from the depths of the space.

Before the figure appeared, blood had already seeped out from the cracks.

After a while, Chyntia tightened his fingers and pulled.

Crack!

The entire void exploded. The chains were pulled back violently. Blood gushed out from the depths of the void.

A human figure bound by chains was wrapped in the blood. This human figure was tightly pulled, and all the muscles and veins in his body were sealed. His skin and flesh were broken, and blood gushed out like a spring.

His robe was shining, but it was constantly broken by the King’s Chain of the Netherworld. Every time it exploded, it seemed as if steel had exploded, and in a moment, it turned into pieces of cloth all over the sky.

The cultivator was still holding the long blade that had attacked Chyntia.

Chyntia took a step forward and approached the other party.

In the blurred blood, when the cultivator looked up, he felt the figure of Chyntia approaching him. The cultivator’s soul was about to leave his body.

“You sneak attacked me?” Chyntia sneered.

Alder snatched the magic weapon from the other party’s hand and pulled his arm off. This cultivator was also at Amethyst Palace Realm. But, in front of Chyntia, he was like a straw in the wind and sunshine, completely vulnerable.

The cultivator wailed when his arm was broken. However, Chyntia used the cultivator’s magic weapon to split him in half. The astonished expression of the cultivator froze on his face.

Chyntia was

smashed into minced meat. But in this way, the cultivator would

it would not take long for the

bit of injury. No matter how serious it was, it would not exceed the low level of his realm. Therefore, Chyntia intended to get

“Taiyi Fire Saber!”

Flame Severing whistled up like a blazing sun, burning

Palace Realm cultivators could be reborn

mention a drop of blood, how could he recover

a thought, he heard a series

beams of light emerging from the formation that had surged out of the void. In every

“Soul Breaking Demon Axe!”

“Seven-death Fist!”

“Purple Rainbow Dragon Dance!”

“Dark Purgatory Rock Flute!”

“Pure Needles!”

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group of cultivators had different realms. There were Alderavenly Spirit Realms and Amethyst Palace Realms. As soon as they attacked, countless rays of light piled up together, like a big pot that covered the sky and the sun,

Chyntia

this scene,

intercepted him here not because they knew Chyntia’s whereabouts. Instead, they thought that the other

a group of cultivators with different realms, but all of them should be Spiritual Masters of Amethyst Palace Realm, and there should

didn’t take

worth mentioning in his eyes, the Immortal Sect was an Ancient Kingdom sect. The last time he seriously

message and rush over. Moreover, he had just killed an Amethyst Palace Realm.

very close. Alder could wipe out

In an instant, an aura, like hundreds of