The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

Blood and flesh flew everywhere. The rolling spiritual Qi, like heavy rain, poured down as these Lords of Heaven died.

A twisted figure appeared in the rain of blood. Facing Moana, the figure looked ferocious.

“You will definitely regret it! If you kill us, you’ll be doomed! The master behind us, you will always…”

Bang!

Moana was too lazy to listen to his nonsense and slapped the ball of Divine Soul to pieces. What this guy said was like if Moana stopped now, they would let Moana go.

The heavy rain of spiritual Qi poured down from all directions, and the rumbling sound was like a big hole in the sky. Gray mist floated around. However, the mist seemed to be afraid of something. It just wandered thousands of miles away and did not dare to approach.

Moana knew that those were actually the vengeful souls here.

These resentful souls felt the vigor and spiritual Qi here, just like the people in the darkness who would take the initiative to look for candle, so they gathered around. But because Moana was here, they dared not approach it.

If these vigor and spiritual Qi were candles and bonfires that could warm people, then Moana would be the burning sun. If they approached directly, they would be burned to ashes.

Of course, he could not waste these spiritual Qi and vigor. After all, they all came from the cultivators of the Real Immortal Realm.

If these were left behind to the souls, wouldn’t it be necessary to condense themselves and harm other cultivators?

So Moana opened his mouth and took a breath. A vortex immediately appeared in front of him.

The spiritual Qi and vigor from all directions turned into a lying tornado. In an instant, it was swallowed by him and refined directly. Streaks of spirit light emitted from Moana’s body.

If these spiritual Qi and vigor fell on other cultivators, it would definitely be a great opportunity and a great tonic.

for promotion were too high, far beyond the standard of ordinary cultivators. Therefore, the vast spiritual Qi and vigor could only help him polish and refine his

was still a long way to go before he reached the

to stabilize his realm so that he could have a deeper understanding of the current magical power and continue to look for

was still there, Moana could discuss it with him and ask for his opinion. But now, the one behind the Gates of Hell had gone somewhere, which made him a little sad. However, this emotion only lingered in Moana’s heart for a moment before completely dissipating. After all, Moana

continued to search for more opportunities in the

Sect, he would have a lot of time to cultivate magical power skills. But it would not be so easy to enter the Black-White Pagoda

of this, Moana no longer

like a sharp sword. In an instant, he tore the muddy

dark clouds had no time to dodge before they were instantly blasted open

of screams, all the souls were torn into pieces by Moana. At the same time, deep in the Gates of Hell,

was in a state of chaos. It was gray, making it difficult to distinguish

was

burst out

Swoosh!

skeleton wearing a

human skeleton, the skeleton’s arm was longer. If it completely hung down,

around. After a

a person breathing deeply. It was more like

blue phosphorus fire condensed in the skeleton’s palm. With a wave of its arm, the phosphorus fell into the pit where

pit became smaller and smaller.

the burning phosphorus disappeared. In this way, the relationship between him

return of

on its head with its fingers and made a clang sound. The voice echoed out through the mist, filling the empty world with a sinister and bizarre air. Then, the skeleton stepped