The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

This Divine Thought naturally came from Sandra. Boneng was like countless mountains overlapping and pressing down directly.

In the blink of an eye, the array that enveloped Lord Ahearn’s Manor was shattered.

In the manor, crying and howling could be heard. At the same time, streams of flowing light shot up to the sky. However, except for a few of these flowing lights, who were rushing toward Sandra, the rest of them all fled in panic.

Of course, these were the cultivators raised by Lord Ahearn’s Manor. The lowest realm was the Bonengavenly Spirit Realm. But at this moment, most of them chose to run away in the face of the amazing pressure of Sandra.

They knew that if they didn’t escape, they would definitely die.

The cultivators who came to welcome Sandra were either blood relatives of Lord Ahearn or loyal to him. However, these cultivators were nothing in front of Sandra. Even if there were ten or a hundred times more of them, they were nothing more than chickens and dogs.

“Ten Thunder Killing Moves!”

In an instant, dense thunderbolts fell from the sky. Each of them was like a sharp long sword, instantly tearing the cultivators into pieces. The flesh all over the sky was mixed with hot blood, like a rainstorm pouring down from the sky.

Sandra passed through the rain of blood without any dirt on his body. Boneng came to the sky above the Lord Ahearn’s Manor and stretched out his five fingers to grab downward.

Bam!

The whole Ahearn Manor, including all the buildings and the land below, was grabbed by Sandra and put into the World of Bonengaven and Earth in an instant.

The place where Ahearn Manor was originally located was left with only an endless dark pit. This large pit looked exceptionally terrifying. The luxurious and majestic scene from before was like a prosperous and prosperous Lord Ahearn’s Manor. It was as if it had never appeared.

Sandra glanced at it, tore open a void rift, and headed for the next destination.

also attracted the vibration of the universe. Ripples suddenly appeared between heaven and earth like water. In

were also several Amethyst Palace Realm cultivators

real strength, the Ghost Kill Pavilion was enough to establish a sect in Lunia. Many medium-sized sects were weaker than Ghost Kill Pavilions. However, if they really established a

were many powerful cultivators, the Ghost Kill Pavilion had begun to accumulate a huge amount of wealth since the beginning of its establishment. Furthermore, it was storing

Killing Gate or the Ghost Killing Sect, the history of the sect would naturally not be comparable to many sects in the Lunia. However,

resisted by the cultivators of the Ghost Kill

Palace Realm cultivators in the Ghost Kill Pavilion immediately displayed their magical

also activated in an instant, as if hundreds of halos had appeared on

and his vigor

Bam!

spread around. A large

The sky and the

both shocking

killed by Sandra. Boneng didn’t care about the remaining Holy Land Realms, Pulse Control Realms, and even the killers of the True Martial

the area. Then, like before, he stretched out his five fingers and made

Bam!

deeper. As far as the eye could see, it made people feel as if they were in

Pavilion were all neatly collected into the Small World of Bonengaven

Sandra went to the city where the

did legitimate transactions, so they did not need to cover up. Their headquarters was directly in a city in Lunia. Moreover, Ancient Wasteland Building had a large fortune and

in this city, from the city governor to the city guards, they were all from