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.

Jagoan. “Thank you for

this time, they had no hatred for Jagoan. On

obvious killing intent. The other party

luckiest thing

1,000 kilometers, these disciples stopped and looked back with lingering fear. They looked into each other’s eyes and kept silent about what had happened. It was as if

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 of magic weapons and talismans with

must be someone among these cultivators who would go to the higher levels of

storage pouches, Jagoan flew for a while, finally finding a secluded location. After landing on the ground, he flicked his finger to lay down a fantasy

than a dozen storage

spells in the storage pouches were destroyed with a sweep of his divine will. The next moment, hundreds of magic weapons, precious materials, talismans,

past, Jagoan would be dazzled by his glance. It would take more effort and even feel extremely tired to carefully distinguish. But now, the real realm of Jagoan had

sweep of his Divine Awareness, not only the magic weapon, talismans, and precious materials, but also the cultivation methods, magical

a while, Jagoan understood that he could really make

spirit tools that they carried with them. Including the Crystal Palace, there were 30 of

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

never seen it before. He didn’t even find

has always been a close combat fighter. This fairy dress

while, Jagoan decided to refine it a little before returning. He added a few defensive and healing

also thinking about the other

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