Novel Name : The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

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Paw!

The sound of flesh and blood being cut was constantly heard in the air. Large amounts of blood rain

poured down, forming a stream of blood on the ground in a flash.

After the death of the cultivator, spiritual Qi that reflected the nature of heaven and earth also rose. For

a moment, vigor and spiritual Qi seemed to have become a paradise.

About sixty to seventy kilometers away, the Ancestor smiled hideously.

In a hidden place outside the blood light and the black flood dragon ancestor, a pair of eyes was quietly

paying attention to what was happening here.

After all, a skinny camel is bigger than a horse…

Jagoan sighed. At this time, he took off All Life Ghost Mask on his face.

The magic weapon that the White family gave him back then could not only change his appearance

and voice, but also block the detection of cultivators. Otherwise, it would have been easy for both sides

to see through his previous disguise, especially powerful demonic beasts at the level of the ancestor.

Just as Jagoan had expected, the furious black flood dragon ancestor met the cultivators from the

Imperial Universe Sect and began to fight. However, what Jagoan didn’t expect was that in front of the

black flood dragon ancestor, the group of people from the Imperial Universe Sect didn’t even have the

ability to resist.

When he was exploring the Divine Soul of the wild boar shapeshifting demon, Jagoan had already

seen the scene of the black flood dragon ancestor’s incarnation.

After learning that the black flood dragon ancestor had used the secret method of the Black flood

dragon tribe, there were a total of nine incarnations, except for his original body. Five incarnations had

been eliminated. The remaining five were four incarnations and the real body.

Among the four incarnations, there was another one who had not returned yet because she had gone

to chase Maradih.

That was to say, at this time, the black flood dragon ancestor was a real body with three incarnations.

Although the strength of the original body was higher than that of the incarnation. But, the ancestor’s

strength may not be half of her heyday. Even so, Bruce and the others couldn’t even withstand one

move from her.

In addition to making Jagoan feel a little disappointed, he also had a clearer understanding of the gap

between the ancestor level demonic beast and cultivators of Heavenly Spirit Realm. Although this

understanding was a little bloody and tragic.

The black flood dragon ancestor was absolutely not a genius among the demonic beasts. The disciples

of the Imperial Universe Sect were definitely the best among their peers.

It seems that in the case of magic weapon and other similar means, the realm is still the real

confidence of a cultivator…

Jagoan said in his heart.

Seeing that the blood light enveloping Bruce and the others were gradually dissipating, he took a deep

breath and began to run spiritual Qi in his body.

Jagoan had originally hoped that the Imperial Universe Sect could greatly weaken the strength of the

black flood dragon ancestor. It was best to grind the ancestor into a serious injury. However, the

performance of these people from the Imperial Universe Sect was really beyond the expectations of

others. Even so, it was time for Jagoan to make a move. After all, there was only one purpose in

borrowing the power of the Imperial Universe Sect and making a move himself. That was to kill the

black flood dragon ancestor, the scourge.

An ancestor of the Demon Clan, who would stare at him at any time and place, would definitely be not

allowed to continue to live in this world.

Jagoan was about to take advantage of Ancestor’s smug moment to attack. But, he suddenly felt

something, and his running spiritual Qi suddenly slowed down. Then, he hid in the depths of the void

space again and observed quietly.

The source of this fear was the Imperial Universe Sect disciples in the blood light.

Jagoan narrowed his eyes and looked at the bloody light.

There were a total of five disciples of the Imperial Universe Sect. One of them had been killed by the

black flood dragon ancestor, and then Harry had been cut into pieces. The remaining three were hit by

the black flood dragon ancestor’s magical power.

The pouring rain of blood indicated that they could not withstand a single blow from an ancestor-level

demonic beast. But now, it didn’t seem to be over.

That’s more like it…

Jagoan secretly nodded.

Since you’ve come to this blessed land of the immortal mansion in preparation, how can you possibly

not have any trump cards?

Jagoan did not expect to completely rely on the Imperial Universe Sect. He had to finish some of the

ends.

At this time, Ancestor also noticed that there was something wrong with the blood light. The smile on

her face gradually disappeared, and she looked forward with deep eyes.

The burning blood light suddenly went out. A layer of pale golden light film protected Bruce. The two

disciples who had been swept into the blood light with him disappeared.

Thinking of the heavy rain that fell from the sky, it could be imagined what would happen to the two

disciples. Although he was protected by the golden light, Bruce looked extremely miserable.

He held a broken sword in his hand. This broken sword should have belonged to the delicate and

handsome young disciple, but at this moment, not only did runes of the broken sword break, but the

sword was also broken and full of cracks. Even if it was refined, it would not be able to get any useful

materials for refining weapons.

Bruce himself lowered his head.

His long hair seemed to have just been fished out of the blood at this moment. It was wet and red blood

was flowing down his hair. His robe was tattered and his whole body was covered with bone-deep

wounds.

Jagoan looked at Bruce with a trace of doubt.

Bruce’s aura is very weak, and I’m afraid he’s almost the same as a dying person. But what’s wrong

with his amazing aura?

Jagoan felt that something was wrong, so he hid himself deeper.

The Ancestor’s expression turned solemn at this moment.

She sneered. “Do you still have a backup plan?”

Before she could finish her words, the black flood dragon ancestor suddenly raised her hand, and five

sharp blood marks flashed on her fingertips.

The next moment, the blood mark appeared in front of Bruce and cut toward him fiercely. There was a

splash of blood as if the void had been cut open. Behind him, a sea of blood was pouring out.

Seeing that Bruce didn’t move at all, as if he was at the mercy of others, the black flood dragon

ancestor smiled grimly.

At this time, Bruce raised his head. He had been hanging his head, and his wet long hair covered his

cheeks, so no one saw his face and expression.

He raised his head and was shocked. Bruce’s face was covered by a golden light. The golden light, like

a flame, melted his face and facial features like candles.

What could be seen on Bruce’s face were his distorted eyes, nose, and mouth, which looked

particularly terrible. What was even more shocking was that the golden flame-like light was seeping out

from Bruce’s facial features.

There was a touch of terrifying sharpness in the golden light.

Jagoan narrowed his eyes and said to himself.

This is… This is a magical power that can combine gold and fire properties into one!

The moment Jagoan realized this, the vertical eye on Bruce’s forehead opened again. However, this

time, the strength of opening the vertical eye was much stronger than before.

At first glance, it was as if Bruce’s head had cracked from the middle.

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