The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

Without Camille’s order, Terrence began to carry the bodies on the ground.

After doing this once, he got familiar with it.

The bodies on the ground quickly began to form a well-shaped triangle.

However, the number of bandits on the Second Dragon post was nearly half more than that in the Third King Village.

In addition, he was injured, so his speed was a little slower.

While sorting out the bodies, Terrence saw the only body of Pulse Control Realm cultivator in the Second Dragon Post.

In fact, he had seen Pulse Control Realm cultivators in both Windy Whirl Citadel and the Second Dragon Post.

However, as a nobody in the eyes of cultivators, he was naturally not qualified to talk with these bandits at cultivator level.

He could only look at them from a distance and secretly envied them.

The biggest feeling in Terrence’s heart was that Pulse Control Realm was so strong that they could do whatever they wanted in the Dragon Spine Mountain. But today, a Pulse Control Realm cultivator of the Second Dragon Post lay in front of Terrence, getting colder and harder bit by bit.

The expression on the corpse’s face was still frozen before his death.

Different from the confusion on other bandits’ faces before they died, the bandit leader of Pulse Control Realm looked shocked and scared.

The fear even made his facial features twist, and the horror in his eyes could be seen clearly even if he was dead.

Obviously, before he died, he realized that Camille was also a cultivator.

And, both her realm and strength completely crushed him.

Otherwise, how could he be so desperate?

After tidying up the bodies, Terrence found an open space with ease and sat down to rest.

As for Camille, she took out the stone mill and ground the corpse to extract vigor.

After vigor was done, she took Caspian to the room next to her, closed the door, and treated him.

Seeing everything quieted down, Terrence looked at the bright moon in the sky and suddenly felt that the moonlight tonight seemed to be covered with a layer of hazy blood red.

being stunned for a while, he couldn’t help sighing with a

be the end of the days for the

for the other smaller villages and bandits, Terrence also had a hunch that this night would be the beginning of

came out of

of the veil covering her face, even if Terrence looked at her, he

bottomless pit, was filled with the Devil’s Blood Exchanging Technique

time, Camille’s body had been squeezed to the

before she came out, Camille had

time to adjust her breathing while heading for the next bandit village. Moreover, for her, Caspian’s injury, after being recuperated by vigor of many bandits in the Second Dragon post, was

Looking at Terrence, Camille said

still as

night sky, Terrence had

couldn’t help thinking about the relationship between Camille

beginning, Camille said that

it seemed that it was very likely

the Three King Village, Terrence had

they did not look like to

about it, the more

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the largest and most powerful bandit village in Dragon Spine Mountain, was located far away

witnessed

forests, and

take nearly ten days to finish the

than two hours to see the bandit village in the distance,

two cultivators, and it was the first bandit village

the scale of the whole bandit village was much larger than

thing was that

Spine Mountain, it was hard to say whether they could break through the outermost defense arrays, even if the other bandits joined forces

it was Camille who

the bright moon, one could

the bandits of Windy Whirl Citadel were still confused, Camille, who was holding a blade, jumped down from

the pressure she brought was like a mountain surrounded by blood rings, falling down in the dark

hung on the jade plate, so was able to see the whole process of Camille slaughtering the entire

killed was one of the two Pulse Control Realm cultivators of the