The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell novel Chapter 1662

"Let's go!"

Uncle Qin roared as he grabbed Cui Jie and rapidly leaped to one side.

The raging Astral Wind crashed down like a mountain.

Peng!

Under Cui Jie's stunned expression, the spirit boat exploded into powder in an instant.

The sea with a radius of dozens of miles suddenly caved in. The next moment, it exploded like boiling oil, causing huge waves.

The horrible airflow, like thousands of arrows, hit Cui Jie’s Protective Upstanding Qi, causing dazzling dense sparks.

The crisp sounds of clanging rang out in his heart, making his heart almost stop beating in shock.

"Is he still my seventh brother?" Cui Jie was stunned.

If the other party had the strength to do so, then he would have been slapped to death by the other party long ago when he was arguing with the other party.

"Uncle Qin, what, what's going on?" Cui Jie asked, almost crying.

Uncle Qin grabbed Cui Jie's collar and flew rapidly across the sea.

The coldness and seriousness made Cui Jie's face paler and paler at this moment.

"Young Master Jie, don't you understand?" Uncle Qin's tone was urgent. "He's not your brother. We've been deceived!"

"Huh... ah?" Cui Jie was stunned.

At that moment, the wind was blowing all around.

Before today, Cui Jie had never felt that the sea breeze would be so piercing and cold.

"Uncle Qin... do you mean... this person... is not Cui Bing?"

"Absolutely not!" Uncle Qin's words made Cui Jie's heart sink into an ice cellar. "This person's realm is not as good as mine, but his realm is far above mine. It seems that he should be a cultivator at the third level of Heavenly Spirit Realm, but he has hidden his realm!"

"The third stage of Heavenly Spirit Realm!" Cui Jie cried out in surprise. His chin almost hit his feet, and he stammered, "Then, then... Isn't that about the same as my father?"

Uncle Qin snorted lightly. It seemed that he was flying with all his strength and had no time to answer.

But in fact, in his opinion, this cultivator who pretended to be Cui Bing was stronger than Sage of the Xianming Sea.

The kick just now seemed to be ordinary, but the horrible power it brought... Thinking about it now, Uncle Qin still had a lingering fear.

Uncle Qin recited the incantation silently and calmed himself down. He could not help but feel suspicious. "That person's strength is so strong. Why didn't he pursue us after shattering the spirit boat?"

As soon as this idea came to Uncle Qin’s mind, Cui Jie, who was in his hand, shouted in panic, "He's coming!"

Buzz! Boom!

The air was compressed and exploded, rolling like thousands of troops, coming from afar.

Like a war drum, it struck his heart fiercely, stirring up the eruption of his blood lineage. Uncle Qin's vigor surged backward and he nearly fell from midair.

Caspian caught up with Uncle Qin almost instantly.

In terms of flying physical strength, Caspian was absolutely invincible among his peers.

As for Uncle Qin, he was only at the second Stage of Heavenly Spirit Realm.

In the eyes of Caspian, the second level of Heavenly Spirit Realm in this sort of individual cultivators was nothing more than a slightly stronger ant.

No matter how strong an ant was, it was still an ant.

"Uncle Qin... Uncle Qin, he is here!" Cui Jie's face was as pale as paper.

At this moment, he could clearly see the familiar face, but the feeling the face gave Cui Jie at this moment was extremely strange.

At this time, he had a feeling that his internal organs, body, and soul were all held in the other party's hands. The other party only needed to pinch them lightly and they would be turned into ashes.

Uncle Qin heard Cui Jie's voice clearly.

Uncle Qin could clearly sense the terrifying pressure Caspian produced.

With the approach of Caspian, the tremendous pressure generated by the strength seemed to be constantly overlapping mountains, pressing against the chest of the black-robed Uncle Qin.

Not to mention his body, even his soul would be completely crushed.