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.

was

Caspian stepped forward.

which was as huge as a towering tree, suddenly grabbed the

and the mountains in the distance were

dog demon was

zombie dog demon’s head on the ground, Caspian felt that it was not

arm and

fist was like

dog’s head was smashed

flew out and fell around Caspian. Each

they were all good materials

living with these heaven materials and earth treasures for more than 20,000 years, the zombie dog demon had

and deathly Qi would not have been able to cause so much damage to

for its body to not explode after being hit

covered

light seeping

and exhaling of the light, these

after suffering continuous heavy blows, the zombie

its head, trying to get up from the

shook left and right, the thick and long

Treasure Space was covered by thick black

black clouds were like angry flood dragons, rotating and twisting in

and oppressive, making people unable to

head that was slowly raised, in fact, from the perspective of

seem

finished speaking, Caspian stepped on the chessboard of heaven and earth,

fist activated by the Blood Sacrifice Great Method was

that had

noise shook

dog demon was lying on the ground, unable to get up for a long time. Half of

demon

and looked at the black clouds in the

mid-air looked

the black cloud was surrounded by dense blood-red

extremely

he looked at

he roared and drove the chessboard of heaven and earth toward the black

the past dozens of times,

he was going to

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

and heaven and earth seemed to be swallowed

freezing Qi and Death