The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

“Who do you… Think you are… ” With a low roar, Jagoan’s entire body emitted an incomparably dark aura.

Calamity, despair, anger, sadness, and all kinds of desperate emotions poured out in all directions at this moment, as if a dam was broken. The great and majestic power released from the Six Paths of Reincarnation Plate was immediately forced back.

Jagoan took a step forward and grabbed it.

Creak!

The golden light that came into contact with his five fingers suddenly sank inward, and the sound of steel being twisted constantly came.

As Jagoan stretched out his arms, the golden light became more and more twisted. The Six Paths of Reincarnation Plate seemed to have sensed something. The light on this piece suddenly burst out. The golden light poured down toward Jagoan like a waterfall.

Jagoan was instantly swallowed up. But when the golden light was gone, he still stood steadily in the void. The only change was that there were some deep wounds on his body.

“Ha… Ha…” Jagoan sneered and leaned forward.

Crack!

The golden light was immediately penetrated by him. The whole arm of Jagoan reached into the golden light at the center of the Six Paths of Reincarnation Plate.

Sizzle!

his skin and flesh melted. Ordinary people could not bear this pain.

large cloud of smoke emerged from his body, he grabbed the core of the

Hong!

an instant, all the light returned to a palm-sized fragment. This

half of his body, which had been penetrated into the golden

left finger. His right arm was already half burnt, and his skin was torn

was sealed in Jagoan’s right arm. It was the Grand Log Needle sealed in

improvement of the realm of Jagoan, the spiritual Qi in his body was continuous, and the spiritual Qi provided by the Grand Log Needle was

out his hand and pulled out the Grand Log Needle. Then, he sealed the fragment

was broken. However, when he sealed it into his

Jagoan’s arm bone became golden. Dense characters appeared on the arm bones. If one took a closer look, one would find that these characters were exactly the same as those on the surface of

circulation of the spiritual Qi in Jagoan’s body, there was also a faint golden light that went deep into the spiritual Qi and circulated

wound immediately became sticky. Although his body had been given to the

Soul were not strong enough, every time his body and Divine Soul fainted or fell asleep, his body would be controlled by this person behind the

one behind the Gates of Hell to control, he could still see what was going on with his consciousness. It was as if one was standing in front of a window and looking out. He had thought that the other party would hand over

Hell was not over. Obviously, he still

carefully felt the changes in his arms and even his whole body, and then flew toward the back of the palace complex. Through a snowy mountain and fog, the last peak of the palace complex appeared in

What Jagoan did not expect was that at the end of this magnificent palace group,

most common house in the countryside village.

Jagoan fell.