The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

Chapter 1893

Boom!

The void around Jagoan collapsed and shattered. Countless shouts, wolf smoke, and surging vigor crushed and swept.

Jagoan’s body was like a fallen leaf, about to be torn apart in the next moment.

“Immortal-killing Soul-splitting Sword!” In the storm, Jagoan suddenly raised his hand.

With the Death Word sword in hand, it suddenly burned with a scorching white flame. In the depths of the flame, it was like an endless volcano, constantly swallowing and exhaling, shaking up the sun.

The next moment, the flames split into two, then into four, and then into eight. In an instant, the sword radiance cut the gods and ghosts, and the sharp Qi frightened the immortals. With a roar from Jagoan, it slashed in all directions.

Woo!

A vortex rose out of thin air where the sword edge cut, and the surrounding world was divided at this moment. A series of ancient battlefields, before they even reached the top of Jagoan’s head, were immediately pierced through one after another, blasted to pieces. The vigor gathered into a long river of blood, rushing around as if the sky had been broken and leaked.

“Hmm?” A hundred miles away, Jagoan’s face darkened.

The cultivators who had been watching this scene fell silent for a moment, and then they let out even louder exclamations and shouts than before.

At this moment, in their eyes, the sword light was like a wild-haired Archean Giant Beast, tearing apart the universe. The battlefield and restriction formations were broken under their fierce impact.

A series of spaces collapsed everywhere. Countless devil gods evolved from the battlefield exploded at this moment, like firecrackers and fireworks, bursting into bright light.

If the cultivators looked up at the sky, the flashing light would burn through cultivators’ eyes in an instant. The sand on the ground became hot and melted into lava.

the lava. If their realm was high and his Protective Upstanding Qi was strong, it would

and disappeared. The moon, which had been hanging high, showed signs of

repeatedly, and his

Honglong!

covered the sky, which contained earth, fire, fire, wind, lava, and thunder. Countless natural

“Die!”

Crack!

plates being twisted could be heard

at this moment. They had no time

and his aura surged. Eight rays of blazing sword radiance

sword light gathered on the Death Word Sword

Jagoan’s sword slashed out, the depths of the void seemed to be filled with the sigh of the dead. The world was cold and desolate, and the

hand, Jagoan’s heart

he couldn’t help laughing

from far away to near, shaking the void and trembling continuously. A great disaster, a great pressure, and a great catastrophe

What happened?

shocked and

words, a 3,000-meter-long sword radiance suddenly appeared

and snow were fluttering. The rushing clear river seemed to come from the depths of the River Styx, taking the

the palm, countless ice rivers exploded. The flood and frost turned into countless fragments of stars, destroying

Bang!

In an instant, a horrible wound that almost cut the palm in half appeared, winding like

light was shining rapidly. He only felt that all his vigor were suppressed. Waves of pressure came from all directions, trying to crush

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