The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

Black clouds pressed down on the city, overturning a thousand kilometers. All the void seemed to have solidified into an iron plate.

A kind of fierce aura arose spontaneously and came toward Sandra. At the same time, the ground below him rumbled.

Black tornados rose from the ground and formed a big circle. In the middle of the big circle, the black mist rose violently, like boiling water. In a short time, a formation descended from the sky and trapped Sandra. The raging black Qi seemed to be alive and roared with extreme malice toward him.

Just as Sandra was looking around, a series of hollow collapse sounds were heard.

Nine gates opened around the array. A gray-robed figure stepped out of each gate.

As soon as they appeared, they sneered at Sandra.

“Sandra, you can’t escape! I don’t think you would have dreamed that we would trap you in the formation!”

The nine cultivators revealed their true appearances.

Sandra looked around and found that he knew none of them.

“Who are you? Why are you looking for me?” Sandra asked lightly.

The leading cultivator looked at Sandra with appreciation and said, “You are indeed the one who killed Boneng. You are calm in the face of danger. Not bad…”

“Hmm?” Sandra’s eyes sparkled.

The cultivator changed the topic and continued, “Unfortunately, you killed Boneng, so you are destined to be our enemy.”

“Are you Boneng’ subordinates?”

If he really has subordinates like you who have reached the Real Immortal Realm, it is impossible for

we are not Boneng’ subordinates…” One of the nine cultivators, a long-haired

down at Sandra with a mocking

known as the Ten Lords of Heaven. We planned to make a big deal

in her tone. On

this moment, “Although you ruined our plan, as long as you hand over Boneng’ treasures obediently, we can let you go. And not only will

the Godfiend Country, are now in your hands, right? I advise you to be sensible and offer them to

over, not only you, but also your clansmen and

you threatening me?” Sandra narrowed his eyes,

his mind, others could threaten him, but they could never threaten him with

bottom line. Whoever dared to

of Reincarnation Plate had been broken into five pieces, and now there were four pieces on your

beat and he asked calmly, “Do you know where the

snorted and then shouted, “But this is not what you need to care about! Cut the crap and hand it

Sandra suddenly

expanded like the rising sun. The rolling black air seemed to be ignited and burned fiercely. The

was a series of explosions in the formation. The

The leading male cultivator

moment. They rapidly shot out spiritual Qis and

poured into the array like ink. The deathly still and icy aura froze everything in the array like winter. The blood spear collided with the ice layer and

lights everywhere, almost dazzling

fell rapidly. The spiritual Qi in their bodies surged violently and