The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

Feeling that he could not live long, the old man asked his disciples and family to prepare in advance.

The content of the conversation with the middle-aged man next to him was about the arrangements after his death.

“In fact, a few days ago, I had a hunch that you would come back…” the old man said with a smile.

Although the old man looked much thinner and older than the master in Terrence’s memory, Terrence saw satisfaction and love in the old man’s eyes.

It seemed that more than ten years ago, the fact that he killed several senior brothers who bullied him and then betrayed his sect did not leave any shadow in the old man’s heart.

“Master…” Terrence murmured, but he couldn’t say more.

At this time, he suddenly felt grateful to the cultivator who had killed the bandits of Dragon Spine Mountain, but only let go of him.

If it weren’t for the cultivator, he wouldn’t have suddenly realized it.

If it weren’t for the cultivator, he wouldn’t have seen his master for the last time.

Somehow, the thread of fate brought him back here again.

“You won’t leave this time, right?” The old man asked happily.

“I won’t leave…” Terrence nodded.

His face, which was originally full of rage because of burning and looting, now showed unprecedented peace and calmness.

An unprecedented aura slowly spread out from him.

Three days later, the old man died in sudden.

In front of the old man’s mourning hall, Terrence took out the cultivation method given by Camille.

This winter afternoon, which seemed to be ordinary, an insignificant small sect called the Rock Sect accepted a disciple who had been wandering outside.

They also began to try their best to pass down some things in the flood of history and emit the faint light of fireflies that belonged to themselves.

***

On the same day, in the treasure space, Caspian knocked the zombie dog demon to the ground for the first time.

The zombie dog demon’s body was as big as a mountain.

Compared with it, Caspian was like a stone on the mountain.

But, not only did this stone turn the whole mountain over to the ground, but it also smashed the mountain repeatedly, and a large number of porcelain-like cracks appeared on the zombie dog demon’s body.

“You spit again, spit again!” Caspian laughed and shook his body.

covering his body was all broken

Caspian stepped forward.

tree, suddenly

violently, and the mountains in

chain tied to the zombie dog

on the ground, Caspian felt that it was not

raised his arm and

was like a meteor,

angry dog’s head was

flew out and fell around Caspian. Each of these

they were

more than 20,000 years, the zombie dog demon had become

would not have been able to

body to not explode after being hit

head was covered with spider

red light seeping out

swallowing and exhaling of the light,

the zombie dog

its head, trying

his head shook left and right, the thick and long chain emitted

Space

flood dragons, rotating and twisting in the

oppressive,

slowly raised, in fact, from the perspective of Caspian now, it was

seem to be

the chessboard of heaven

Blood Sacrifice Great Method was like a meteorite falling to the

dog head that had

loud noise

demon was lying on the ground, unable to get up for a long time. Half of its head caved in, and terrifying cracks could even be

demon

looked at the black

mid-air looked

the black cloud was surrounded by dense blood-red

extremely

unconvinced?” Caspian smiled as he looked at the

next moment, he roared and drove the chessboard of heaven

past dozens of times, he

he was going to take

shadow in the air was obviously enraged by Caspian. There seemed to be a big hole in

and heaven and earth seemed to be

freezing Qi and Death Qi were