The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

Chapter 2213

“Let’s go!”

“Go! Go!”

“This fellow is so strong!”

“Let’s go together!”

“Quick! Don’t stop!”

“Let’s attack together!”

The sky collapsed and the earth cracked. Thunder, lightning, water, fire, and wind exploded together.

Countless angry roars, like thunder from an explosion, kept ringing around. The fire reflected the surprise and panic on the faces of these cultivators.

No one had expected that Omas would start a massacre today. Moreover, the scene of the slaughter was like a sea, which made them feel familiar.

That day, Grand Pure Emperor seemed to have returned. On the day the Emperor returned, he had killed a group of cultivators who refused to submit to him.

Today, Omas returned and killed the cultivator army under the command of the Emperor.

At the moment when the group of cultivators were stunned, a thunderbolt swept down like a rainstorm.

“Argh!”

With a series of horrifying screams, hundreds of golden-armored cultivators melted. The intense lightning almost blinded the cultivators.

From the beginning, Omas’s powerful attack directly announced the imminent death of Crape Myrtle Sect.

In the hut in the bamboo forest, the face of the Bjorneaven’s Edge’s Sect Master was uncertain. From the scene he saw at this time, the cultivators of the Crape Myrtle Sect from all directions were like a boundless sea.

Omas was just a small hole.

It was easy for a sea to fill up a hole. Breaking the hole was as easy as eating and drinking.

But who would have thought that the next moment, the hole would become a black hole?

Not to mention the sea, even the stars could be swallowed in an instant.

The cultivators that rushed to Omas exploded into minced meat in an instant without exception. The blood and spiritual Qi all over the sky spurted out endlessly.

No, something is wrong!

At this moment, the Sect Master of Bjorneaven’s Edge Sect’s expression changed.

Two black and white lights suddenly appeared in his pupils. The light interweaved, instantly making him see a barrier within the surging blood waves.

The Sect Master of Bjorneaven’s Edge Sect immediately understood.

The cultivators of Crape Myrtle Sect did not take the initiative to fight against Omas, but they could not escape at all!

Omas had sealed the void with his own strength. Drawing the ground into a prison!

Omas turned into a fierce tiger in the prison. As for the cultivators present, they could not even be counted as lambs. They could only be said to be newborn chickens.

In an instant, nearly 30 percent of the Crape Myrtle Sect cultivators present were killed by Omas.

The number of people was decreasing. A large area was cleared into a blank area. The emptiness and despair brought by the death of the living spread like a plague.

“Omas, it’s unforgivable for you to attack your fellow disciples!” A cyan-robed cultivator, surrounded by sword radiance, formed a huge chakram, which trembled like a dragon and a tiger, glaring at Omas.

Omas glanced at him coldly. “As an Elder of the Bjorneaven’s Edge Sect, you were no longer my fellow disciple the moment you submitted to the Crape Myrtle Sect.”

Omas opened his five fingers. His nails flashed with a sharp golden light and slashed in the air.

The green-robed cultivator’s face changed. Bjorne waved his arms and raised his sword to shout.

The sword radiance gathered in front of him and condensed into a giant sword that was thousands of meters wide and tens of thousands of meters high, like a towering Divine Sect.

Chi la!

But the next moment, Omas’s five fingers tore the giant sword apart as if he was tearing a piece of paper. The rolling cyclone instantly pressed down on the cyan-robed cultivator.

Everyone was watching this scene. The Sect Master of Bjorneaven’s Edge Sect was also watching this scene.

As one of the Elders of the Bjorneaven’s Edge Sect, the cyan-robed cultivator, in terms of strength, could be ranked in the top five in today’s sect except for the Bjorneaven’s Edge Sect’s sect master and

several elders of Bjorneaven’s Edge Sects who had not shown up for a long time. It was even higher than the Elder of the Criminal Law Hall.

Omas’s attack could roughly judge the elder’s strength.

“Bastard!” The cyan-robed cultivator’s eyes widened.

Before he could utter the last word, his body suddenly stopped in place. After a breath’s time, his whole body was covered with interweaving blood lines.

With a bang, he exploded into countless pieces.

The Demon-slaying Spear followed closely behind. With a boom, it broke into the center of the flesh and twisted violently.

With a crackling sound, the whole void was turned into mud and the cyan-robed cultivator’s spirit was completely destroyed.

Fear completely enveloped everyone present.

Even the Elder, who was ranked in the top five, could not withstand a single move from Omas. All rights © NôvelDrama.Org.

The sky, which had been shaking the sky, fell into a strange silence at this moment. The hearts of those families and sect cultivators, who had wanted to take the opportunity to share a cup of soup, seemed to have fallen into an ice cellar, and their breaths were filled with coldness.

How did this kid grow so fast?

The Sect Master of Bjorneaven’s Edge Sect stared at Omas and played with the teacup in his hand. His originally expressionless face gradually became gloomy.

Should I stop him now and do Grand Pure Emperor a favor?

Just as the sect master was about to lose his temper, a small sword made of purple light suddenly flew in from outside and stopped in front of him.

Seeing this small purple sword, the Sect Master, who had been ready to stop Omas, sat down completely and watched the battle above the Bjorneaven’s Edge Sect as a bystander. Or to be exact, it was a one-sided massacre.

The cultivators of the Ancient Kingdom are indeed watching the development of the situation…

The sect master muttered in his heart as he looked at the increasingly brave Omas. Bjorne had a strange feeling.

Originally, he wanted to nurture Omas to fight against the Grand Pure Emperor. But now Omas had grown up, but the Sect Master was not satisfied with the completion of the plan. Instead, he had a sense of fear that he had lost control of the situation.

After pondering for a while, the Sect Master of Bjorneaven’s Edge Sect narrowed his eyes at Omas.

You’ve grown too fast…

These words came from the Sect Master’s heart.

At this time, chains suddenly shot out from the blood above the Bjorneaven’s Edge Sect. Countless lead gray clouds quickly fell from the sky, and countless fierce golden-armored War Gods emerged from them and attacked Omas fiercely.

“Is this the remaining means of Crape Myrtle Sect?” Omas sneered and said, “It seems that without Jonas, you are a group of useless people!”

As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his foot and stamped.

Crack!

The void for hundreds of thousands of miles shook violently, and countless cracks appeared.

Half of the Crape Myrtle Sect cultivators were killed in an instant. Countless cultivators of Crape Myrtle Sect exploded into blood before they could react.

Omas’s gaze pierced through the thick blood fog and looked at the crumbling building. “Benita, why aren’t you making a move?”