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.

a while, he couldn’t help sighing

the end of the

the other smaller villages and bandits, Terrence also had a hunch

half-night, Camille came out of

Terrence looked at her, he could not see that the girl’s

a bottomless pit, was filled with the Devil’s Blood

this time, Camille’s body had been squeezed to

came out,

being recuperated by vigor of many bandits in the Second Dragon post, was obviously better than

Looking at Terrence,

as fast

quickly in the night sky, Terrence had nothing to

thinking about the relationship

Camille said that the man was her

that it was very likely

the Three King Village, Terrence had heard from Camille that he

they did not look like to

he thought about it, the

***

Whirl Citadel, as the largest and most powerful bandit village in Dragon Spine Mountain, was

Terrence once again witnessed the power of cultivator’s magic

and valleys

ten days

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

had two cultivators, and it was the first

the scale of the whole bandit village was much larger than

was that the citadel was covered by

Mountain, it was hard to say whether they

was Camille who came

could see a film of light shaking rapidly above Windy Whirl Citadel, then breaking

Camille, who was holding a

the pressure she brought was like a mountain

plate, so was able to see the whole process of Camille slaughtering the entire Windy Whirl Citadel

of the two Pulse