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!

flesh melted. Ordinary people could not bear this pain. But Jagoan’s eyes didn’t change at all. He stretched out his

reached into the golden light and a large cloud of smoke emerged from his body, he

Hong!

wheel in mid-air immediately began to condense. In an instant, all the light returned to a palm-sized fragment. This was the original size

which had been penetrated into the golden light, seemed to be scorched. Even his blood vessels and bones could be seen clearly in the external wounds. But he

at the fragment, Jagoan looked at his right arm again. Then he cut his right arm with his left finger. His right arm was already

as long as a chopstick was sealed in Jagoan’s right arm. It was the Grand Log Needle sealed in

magic weapon could store spiritual Qi and provide Jagoan with necessary help. But now, with the improvement of the realm of Jagoan, the spiritual Qi in his body was continuous, and

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

looked like a part of it after it was broken. However, when he sealed it into

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

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

and wiped his arm. The horrible wound immediately became sticky. Although his body had been given to the one behind the Gates of Hell, his consciousness was different

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

if one was standing in front of a window and looking out. He had thought that the other party would hand over his control power

Hell was not over. Obviously, he still had something

then flew toward the back of the palace complex. Through a snowy mountain and fog, the last peak of the

this mountain. What Jagoan did not expect was that at the end of this magnificent palace group, it was not like an Immortal Palace. And it was just a

like the most common house in the countryside village. The only difference was that it might be

Jagoan fell.