The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

There was no light flashing, as if a thin layer of mist had appeared.

In next second, Mou’s figure disappeared. But it seemed that Mou felt that it was not safe enough. He lay on the ground again, hid his body in the clouds, and then tried his best to restrain his breath.

Just as he finished all this, a beam of blood light, wrapped in several different figures, appeared at the foot of the Immortal Mountain dozens of miles away from him. Almost at the moment when these figures appeared, Mou felt a stream of amazing vigor coming from all directions, which made him feel indescribably depressed and uncomfortable.

They are demonic beasts…

No!

They are demonic beasts from that tribe!

After a moment Mou concluded.

He carefully reached out his divine senses. Although he knew that the other party was not an ordinary demonic beast, he was the only one left here, so Mou had to think more about it. As his Divine Sense approached the group of demonic beasts inch by inch, he quietly raised his head and looked at them from the corner of his eyes. He did not dare to look directly at them at this time, because it was easy for others to notice him.

Soon, he saw the four figures without being noticed.

Human form, beast head. They possessed Blood Soul of demonic beasts and displayed the charm of cultivators at the same time. Among them, the tallest one was tall and had a head of a sika deer on its neck. A pair of long horns was curved up like branches.

Mou judged that the shorter one was a hedgehog based on the spikes on the other party’s head.

The fattest one was a wild boar, with long fangs in its mouth, and a very symbolic nose, which showed its identity.

Mou identified the skinny one for a long time before making a vague judgment based on the horn on its forehead: a black flood dragon with impure blood lineage. These four demonic beasts were like demons but not demons, like humans but not humans. They stood at the foot of the mountain, surrounded by immortal light. The misty secret realm of the Immortal Mountain emitted a sinister and strange smell.

with Heaven’s Edge Sect, the Sun Moon Sect, and the Imperial Universe Sect. But now, they were obviously a step too late. Moreover, vigor and ghostly aura around

feel that something was wrong, so he carefully moved his Divine Sense and leaned toward the other side, wondering if these four shape-shifting demons would say

a bell. There was no need to get close at all. He could

in a rough voice, “Is there a smell

who came before fight with each

transformed demonic hedgehog spoke in

place. For the sake of personal desires, their parents and loved ones can be killed, not to mention that this is the blessed land of the immortal mansion.

The big demon who had transformed into a sika

opened its mouth, the other three beasts all shut their

moved. He only felt dizzy. The next moment, the deer had already stood in front of the human-shaped pit where

deer shape-shifting demon. It put its finger into its mouth, licked

Imperial Universe Sect was sent flying by Jagoan.

internal strife?” asked the wild boar

of schadenfreude

judgment of the sika deer demon. However, the sika deer

the horns on its head shone brightly from top to bottom. The light was like the

condense in front of the two

Huh?

Return Flight of Light?!

almost impossible to

solid. The scene of Jagoan slapping Harry and sending the handsome male disciple

scalps numb. In particular, the scene of the delicate and handsome male disciple being slapped away made these shape-shifting demons’ expressions become particularly

strife…” The wild boar