The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

Chapter 1888

“No!”

The disciples of the Pearl Dust Sect shouted desperately.

All of a sudden, the chains on their bodies were unleashed, and the air around them shattered.

Bang!

A series of sounds of flesh exploding came. These disciples of the Pearl Dust Sect were like firecrackers, blasting flesh and blood everywhere.

As Jagoan released his fist, the chains filled with a destructive aura returned to the depths of the void.

When he turned around and looked at the people from the Crystal Palace, they were all kneeling in front of him, shivering under the leadership of the leading female cultivator.

Jagoan did not speak, but looked at them quietly.

As time went by, the pressure on the disciples of the Crystal Palace increased tenfold. For them, it was as long as hundreds of years.

Jagoan’s patience was gradually losing. The light in his eyes slowly condensed. He had already given the conditions. However, if the Crystal Palace did not give an answer in time, he would not wait patiently.

The disciples of the Crystal Palace clearly knew their limits. After confirming that they were no match for the other party, they immediately chose to submit. And at this time, before Jagoan completely lost patience, the leading female cultivator took the initiative to offer the magic weapon in her hands to Jagoan.

to bow to Jagoan. “Thank

naturally made her heart ache. But at this time, they had no hatred for Jagoan. On the contrary, their hearts were

Pearl Dust Sect at that time, nor did they show any obvious killing intent. The other party must also know that they wanted to

was the luckiest thing for them to survive

looked back with lingering fear. They looked into each other’s eyes and

Jagoan waited for a while, Jagoan also flew back with the storage pouches of the disciples of the Golden Fox Sect and Pearl Dust Sect. These disciples were like ants in front of Jagoan. But they must be big shots in the Elders in their respective sects. They naturally carried a lot

for treasures, there must be a battle. In order to fight, there must be someone among these cultivators who would go to the higher levels of the sect to borrow

Jagoan flew for a while, finally finding a secluded location. After landing on the ground, he

dozen storage pouches floated in

will. The next moment, hundreds of magic weapons, precious materials, talismans, and even jade scrolls with

by his glance. It would take more effort and even feel extremely tired to carefully distinguish. But now, the real realm of Jagoan had reached the second stage of the Heavenly

precious materials, but also the cultivation methods, magical power recorded in the jade scroll, he carefully read and knew what to

Jagoan understood that he

magic weapons of the spirit tools that they carried with them. Including the Crystal Palace, there were 30 of them. There were five high-level spirit tools. One of them had a set of close-fitting inner armor,

defensive types, their ranks were generally not high. And even

it before. He didn’t even find it in the Heaven’s

Jagoan. She has always been a close combat fighter. This

it a little before returning.

also thinking about the

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