The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell novel Chapter 1796

When enemies met, their eyes turned red with envy.

The anger and hatred in Ancestor's heart were endless, like a surging sea of blood.

At this moment, she shouted at the people of the Imperial Universe Sect and raised her hand.

Her nails had turned as red as blood, as if they were red-hot irons, and they were more than a foot long. They looked extremely horrible, like evil ghosts crying blood.

When she was still a hundred miles away from Wan Yanjie and the others, she slammed her palm down.

Boom!

A sea of blood condensed around Wan Yanjie and the others.

The next moment, the sea of blood collapsed like a wall, engulfing Wan Yanjie and the others in an instant.

"Thunder Blade of the Overlord!"

Zuo Shuanglong roared and made a grasping motion with his arms in the air. The overwhelming saber shadow and the thunder and lightning intertwined and slashed toward the surrounding seawater like a golden snake dancing wildly.

Crack! Crack! Crack!

Ear-splitting explosions sounded. The lightning tore the seawater apart in an instant, but it was soon filled with seawater.

Boom!

The sound was so loud that one of the disciples of the Imperial Universe Sect with the lowest cultivation among them fainted.

Before the others could save him, they could only watch helplessly as the disciple was swept into the sea. In an instant, he was crushed into flesh and blood mud by the surging seawater around him and instantly disintegrated and disappeared.

"Bastard!"

Seeing this, Wan Yanjie's eyes lit up.

He lifted the long hair in front of his forehead, and the vertical eye between his eyebrows shot out a supreme divine light.

In an instant, the divine light pierced through the waves and the sea. The light shone all over his body, making Wan Yanjie look extremely powerful. He was as powerful as a king.

It was as if the seawater that had been poured upside down by the Milky Way had been blasted open.

Wan Yanjie rolled up his long sleeves and rushed out with his junior brothers and sisters.

Apart from Wan Yanjie, the rest of them were still in a state of panic.

Because at that moment, what they felt was the terrifying power that they had never felt before.

This power was like mountains and rivers suppressing them.

In the face of this power, they were as small as ants.

At this moment, Wan Yanjie and the others had the opportunity to look forward.

In an instant, they saw the black flood dragon ancestor with disheveled hair and a crazy look.

"It's you!" Wan Yanjie spat out two words through gritted teeth.

Previously, the other party had a grudge against him for snatching the treasure. Now, the other party even had a blood feud with his fellow disciples.

The black flood dragon ancestor laughed out loud, and then her face darkened. Her vigor lingered all over her body, making her look like an evil ghost that had climbed up from hell. She gnashed her teeth and glared. "You are just an ant. How dare you disrespect me? Today, I will tear you into pieces and grind your bones into ashes!"

"You killed my fellow disciples. Today, I will peel off your skin and pull out your tendons. Then, I will refine your bones into magic weapons and make your soul a slave forever!" Wan Yanjie shouted angrily.

This sentenceimmediately stabbed the black flood dragon ancestor in the heart.

In an instant, all the rage in her body seemed to be boiling.

Her long hair whipped up, and the sea of blood around her rumbled. It was as if an ocean of blood was about to descend.

She suddenly raised her head and laughed wildly.

Her voice was as loud as a bell, full of resentment, anger, and sadness.

As soon as the voice entered their ears, the disciples of the Imperial Universe Sect felt a sharp pain in their eardrums. Their Divine Souls seemed to be torn apart by a pair of hands. They were in so much pain that they wanted to die.

The next moment, another Imperial Universe Sect disciple covered his ears and let out a scream as he fell from mid-air.

Wan Yanjie was shocked. Zuo Shuanglong beside him had already flown over and grabbed the female disciple.

With a sweep of his divine sense, the eyes of Zuo Shuanglong on the left were instantly filled with anger.

The female disciple was dead.