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.

high, far beyond the standard of ordinary cultivators. Therefore, the vast spiritual Qi and vigor could

a long way to go before he

end of the trial test. In the remaining ten days, he needed to stabilize his realm so that he could have a

Gates of Hell had gone somewhere, which made him a little sad. However, this emotion

to search for more opportunities in the

of time to cultivate magical power skills. But it would not be so easy to enter

Moana

sword. In an instant, he tore the muddy void apart and shot toward

into rolling dark clouds had no

of screams, all the souls were torn into pieces by Moana. At the same

a state of chaos. It was gray,

to see. Everything was rotten,

bubble burst out in the

Swoosh!

a skeleton wearing a sharp

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

around. After a while, it faced one direction,

breathing deeply.

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

became smaller and

phosphorus disappeared. In this way, the relationship between him and the Gates of Hell would be temporarily

of

on its head with its fingers and made a clang sound. The voice echoed out through