The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

Chapter 1772

“Who is he?”

The other demons were curious when they saw how furious Black flood dragon was.

The big demon who had transformed into a sika deer also returned to its original place in one step and looked carefully at the phantom condensed by Jagoan.

“Let’s talk about it later. I’m going to inform my ancestor right now.” Black flood dragon waved its hand and immediately closed its eyes.

Moments later, streams of divine thoughts were released from its body.

Ancestor?

Not only the other three shape-shifting demons, but also Mou, who was dozens of miles away, was shocked.

The ancestor was a cultivator equivalent to an Amethyst Palace Realm!

Junior Brother Montgomery, when did you have anything to do with Black flood dragon?

Furthermore, it’s an Ancestor-level demonic beast!

Mou found it difficult to breathe.

After a short while, he felt an intense aura gathering above his head. It was as if all the thunderclouds in the surrounding tens of thousands of miles had gathered here and almost crushed the ground.

sika deer, the wild boar, and the hedgehog couldn’t help but tremble as

is… The descent

to collide uncontrollably in the face of this

shape-shifting demons in front of him could not compare with the ancestor of the demon clan. Once he was discovered by the ancestor, he would be turned into ashes with just a divine thought of the ancestor. Moreover, the possibility of him being exposed

would definitely dig a deep pit with a radius of 50

of an eye, a crack suddenly appeared in the clouds

the Immortal Mountain began to slow down, and the seven-colored glow faded away. With a series of thuds, the four shape-shifting demons knelt on the ground at

moment, a middle-aged woman in a long black dress, who looked to be in her thirties, stepped out of the crack with a gloomy face and slowly landed. Although her

not dare to look up. The divine sense that had been released before was also taken back. Moreover, he not only withdrew it, but also shrank it back into his

front of the four shape-shifting demons and immediately asked, “Where

that he was a human cultivator that you are searching for. Therefore,

middle-aged woman’s gaze swept past Black flood dragon as she looked at Jagoan’s phantom

the appearance of the ancestor, the aura in the body of the sika deer was chaotic, and at this time, the figure had become blurred. It looked like a reflection in the water that had been thrown into a stone. At this time, it looked crooked and difficult

The middle-aged woman snorted.

became very clear, like a real person, standing in front of them. Even Jagoan’s hair could be seen clearly. It was obviously to

of an ancestor was much stronger than that of a shape-shifting

to the ground. However, the middle-aged woman did not look at it again. Her

cultivator of the

and narrow eyes were suddenly

All of a sudden, the four shape-shifting demons

her, felt as if his bones had been crushed, and he was

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