The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

“The sound of complaints breaking one’s heart. Good, very good!” Hearing the flute, the young male cultivator laughed.

He turned his face again. Facing the Formation plate, his face was full of coldness and killing intent. “Go to hell!”

As he spoke, his right hand grew several inches long. His green nails, like small daggers, suddenly grabbed at the formation plate.

Suddenly, the entire formation was activated, and the whole cave was filled with the green light. Four demonic Qi rushed out from the four gates in the air. There were more than a hundred human faces and beast faces constantly changing expressions in every demonic aura. Crying, roaring, cursing, and wailing. They were all negative emotions.

In just a circle, the sky seemed to be occupied by evil spirits and eroded by Devil Qi. The light was dim and muddy like a swamp.

Jagoan stood in the middle of the Devil Qi. The Fiendish Qi could not invade around ten miles. His eyes were calm without any panic.

After a while, he snorted. “Very good, evil ghost Devil Qi. You are either a Ghost Cultivator or a dark cultivator. In this way, I can kill you without any scruples!”

Jagoan raised his arm and waved it violently. The golden light and flames in his palm suddenly bloomed, boiled, and drew. The Flame Severing appeared in his hand like a scorching sun that broke through the void.

3,000-meter-long light burst out and pierced through the surrounding Demonic Qi. Instantly, countless miserable shrieks could be heard, as if all of the pain in the world had never ceased.

“Taiyi Fire Saber!”

The Demonic Qi was constantly expanding. When it was about to collapse, Jagoan roared and slashed with his saber.

With the help of the Flame Severing, the flame blade suddenly expanded ten times. It was like an emperor in the fire, ruling the world, threatening immortals and killing demons. The whole Void seemed to be boiled and boiled.

Splash!

the flame fell, all the demonic qi was instantly burned. Countless screams rose one after another. In the firelight, all the demonic Qi seemed to be struggling for the last time. It struggled

in size. At this moment, it seemed to be suffering. Anyone who looked at it would

roar, Jagoan’s Flame Severing fell like a hot knife, cutting the face in

“Purple Heaven Thunder Dragon!”

there was a series

moved wildly and densely. In the blink of an eye, the demonic face was torn into pieces and burned completely. The endless flute

was ferocious, and he hurriedly withdrew

still able to resist. I’d like to see if a mere second stage of Heavenly Spirit Realm cultivator can

out his bloody hand and pressed it against the center of

Sizzle!

of barbecue came. Smoke gushed

male cultivator’s facial features were also twisted in pain, and his body could not help trembling and bleeding.

All the

blood light and rushed into the Formation plate. At the same time, in the sky,

the four gates. Countless dark souls and evil spirits drifted and gathered in the dark wind. A moment later,

of fierce, and violent auras kept rolling around like boiling oil. Large pieces of the void were corroded at this moment, and they kept falling down like rotten meat. The four gates seemed to have opened the gate leading to the

the back of the throne. Moreover, no matter

earth were desolate, and the smell of