The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

A circle of golden light formed a spatial passageway, within which was the scene of the Mountain and Sea, the glacier and desert. They were not close to each other, but one folded another. It was as if there were many different landscape paintings together at this moment, revealing an ethereal and mysterious scene.

Jagoan seemed to have expected this. After bowing to the Left Protector, he strode in.

Almost at the same time, Jagoan appeared in the twenty-five blessed lands. And these 25 Jagoans kept silent, with the same body, the same expression, and the same action.

Looking at the different scenery in front of them, they said the same sentence, “Today is the time for me, Jagoan Slash, to become famous!”

Bam!

As soon as he finished speaking, these silent figures flew forward in unison.

In the next two days, the cultivators of the twenty-five blessed lands, as well as the cultivators of the various sects or clans, who were known as geniuses, encountered the same thing. A youth at the second stage of Heavenly Spirit Realm appeared in front of them.

There was only one sentence left, “Crape Myrtle Sect Jagoan, come and challenge you!”

After that, no matter whether the other party agreed or not, this young man who called himself Jagoan would attack directly.

It was hard to imagine how arrogant he was. What was even more unimaginable was that he had never been defeated once. And among all his opponents, the one with the lowest realm was at least one level higher than him.

On the first day of his challenge, he won 77 times. This was also the twelfth day of the opening of the blessed land.

On the second day of the challenge, he still won 103 times. Not only did he all win, but he won very easily. It could almost be described as crushing. Even if his opponent was at the third third stage of Heavenly Spirit Realm.

lost, there was one thing that made others impressive. That was, after he defeated the opponent, he said thank you for your guidance and then left directly. He had only defeated his opponent, but

appeared just to defeat the other

days, Jagoan had challenged a total of 180 high level cultivators

rise like the Flowing Fire in the dark, attracting everyone’s attention. In every blessed place, there were people who knew that a cultivator named Jagoan Slash came from the Crape Myrtle Sect. His strength

of the blessed land, his victory directly broke through 300 rounds and reached 322 rounds. He had defeated more than ten cultivators whose realms were higher than

famous for their talent. But compared with Jagoan, it seemed that these geniuses were nothing. Every cultivator in the

the end, no one had ever heard of

reputation was immediately elevated to a new level on the basis

it could be imagined that all the cultivators who entered the blessed land would transport the news out when over

most enthusiastic name in the entire Lunia

extremely calm. He already knew what would happen. Now, it was just a plan and a fact. Everything was expected,

There was only one day left before the closing

last day, he wanted to raise his victory in

any doubts after everyone was transmitted out of the blessed land, and

time, all the cultivators would not pay attention to how many times Jagoan had appeared in many blessed places. Their only focus was on which talent of the sects and families had been defeated

four hours before

from the twenty-five blessed lands all chose to meditate and rest. Four hours later, it would be the

blessed lands was slightly dissatisfied at this time. Moreover, he even frowned when

this blessed land was much less than expected. Some sect geniuses who he had known did

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