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.

to his amazing strength, never 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.

just to defeat

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

the dark, attracting everyone’s attention. In every blessed place, there were people who knew that a cultivator

of the opening of the blessed land, his victory directly broke through 300 rounds and reached 322 rounds. He had defeated

talent. But compared with Jagoan, it seemed that these geniuses were nothing. Every cultivator in the blessed land was asking if there was Jagoan in

the

was immediately elevated to a new level on the basis of his proud battle

of twenty-five blessed places had not yet been connected. But it could be imagined that all the cultivators

the entire

were related to his name. But at this time, Jagoan, who had become the focus of attention, was extremely calm. He already knew what would happen. Now, it was just a plan and a fact. Everything was expected, so it could only be

moment, Jagoan was paying attention to another thing. There was only one day left before the closing of the blessed

wanted to raise his victory in the blessed land to

out of the blessed land, and why

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

were still four hours before

chose to meditate and rest. Four

Jagoan in blessed lands was slightly dissatisfied at this time. Moreover,

this blessed land was much

Fox Sect and Marcos Bullard of the Pearl Dust Sect seemed