The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

The voice was crisp and melodious, like pearls falling on a jade plate. However, her tone was full of surprise, confusion, resentment, and other mixed emotions.

For a moment, no one could tell whether she was angry or happy.

Jagoan only heard a sound of surprise before. There was no way to distinguish too much with just one word. But, the other party said a complete sentence. What’s more, the information contained in her words was too abundant.

Before Jagoan could respond, the speed of the giant palm suddenly accelerated and reached the top of his head in an instant.

Jagoan only felt an endless force, which could not be stopped at all. It slammed down on him. He felt as if his five viscera and six bowels were going to turn into mud, his soul also about to be squeezed out, no longer returning.

The woman’s voice also became angry. “You! How dare you come to see me?!”

“Who are you?” Jagoan really wanted to ask this question.

But, he had no chance. With a bang, it sounded like a clap of thunder in the air. Jagoan’s body, like a meteorite, pierced through the clouds in an instant.

Jagoan felt as if his body had been crushed inch by inch, and then fried in the boiling oil. Even he was in so much pain that his vision went black and he almost fainted in the air. However, this was not the most surprising thing for him.

What shocked him the most was that in front of the giant palm; all magical powers he had accumulated and mastered were directly knocked down without even having a chance to use them. In the face of the pursuit of cultivators of the Ghost Kill Pavilion, Jagoan could still fight with them. But at this moment, he really didn’t even have a chance to attack.

Who… Is this person…

Hong!

Jagoan felt as if he had bumped into something. Then, accompanied by the intense pain, what came into his ears was a continuous roar. It was as if he had been smashed into the ground and had been falling all the way down. Fortunately, the big hand did not catch up with Jagoan and give him another blow.

Not long after, Jagoan gradually regained consciousness. Although his head was still a little dizzy, his body still subconsciously began to run spiritual Qi.

“Purple Yin Ghostly Shield!”

The light shield, which was like a crystal wall, immediately protected Jagoan’s body.

Bang!

felt that he had stopped falling. However, the impact was not light either. Everything in front of him

He could feel that his surroundings were very quiet,

Shield, and sat cross-legged in meditation. His Blood Soul was so strong that even without

in his body flowed smoothly. Soon, his condition

opened his eyes, which were shining brightly. He continued to maintain the state of opening the Purple Yin Ghostly Shield, and his

blinked and asked in confusion,

a mirror. It was also surrounded by ice that was rising and falling. The

his Blood Soul was extremely strong and far

would freeze to death in an instant. Even if he was at the first

how did

Jagoan was doubtful.

that glacier snow field is the area chosen by the Sun Moon Sect. It’s completely different from ours.

I was slapped so far away by that

feelings at that time and tried to make a speculation. However, the power of the giant palm was the only one he had ever seen in his life. Even if Amethyst Palace Realm cultivators came in person, they had never given Jagoan the feeling of being powerless to break free. Therefore, from the moment he was slapped by the palm to the time when he just woke up, his memory was very chaotic. There

who spoke. She seems

Who is she?

Jagoan’s heart

she doesn’t know

directly said to the one behind the Gates

asleep at this time.

the lowest…

for a while and immediately

bottom of the small world of

that he knew where

as black as thick ink. He

moment, Jagoan didn’t know whether he should sigh that the strength of the palm was too strong or that his body