The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

The Celestial Punishment flashed, and a beam of blood light spread out and wrapped around the Archean Demonic Soul Flag and the Archean Demonic Spirit Talisman.

On the surface of the two treasures, tens of thousands of demons roared at the same time. Their soaring killing intent and anger were almost written into bloody words, shuttling through the void and killing all living creatures.

In an instant, the cold aura turned into a chilling wind and blew toward Jagoan. Immediately, the grass around him froze into ice sculptures.

His eyes were calm and motionless.

Waves of icing air condensed into white frost less than a foot in front of him, but it dissipated in a moment. The Demonic Souls in the two magic weapons kept roaring and struggling. They seemed to have recognized the identity of Jagoan as a human and were unwilling to be refined by him. But no matter how they struggled, they could not affect him at all.

As the blood rings tightened, the Demonic Souls struggled less and less. In the end, the blood light covered the two magic weapons.

The Archean Demonic Soul Flag and the Archean Demonic Soul Charm quieted down and floated in front of him. Jagoan condensed his eyesight and looked inside.

In the depths of the two magic weapons, countless Demonic Souls knelt quietly in front of Jagoan at this moment, no longer making any sound. At the same time, Jagoan also felt that the two magic weapons were connected to him by blood.

This was a sign of success.

Jagoan nodded with satisfaction, took the Archean Demonic Soul Flag, and waved it gently. The dark clouds covered the sky and the sun, and the landmines surged. Countless Demonic Souls turned into a tornado and suddenly rose from the ground. They kept spreading, and wherever they passed, they gave people a feeling of destroying heaven and earth.

He flicked his fingertip again, and the Archean Demonic-soul Charm turned into a golden light. The moment his fingertip disappeared, it appeared 100 miles away.

The next moment, a mountain peak disappeared like powder.

Looking around, he saw nothing.

After understanding the two magic weapons, Jagoan turned over his wrist and put them away. He looked at the third treasure suspended in front of him, the drop of Blood of Essence of Great Sage Minghe.

blood essence. However, if he directly absorbed it, it would

that Great Sage Minghe had sealed a space in this drop of Blood of

to comprehend the Spiritual Inheritance of the transforming exercises of Great Sage Minghe. He naturally wanted to obtain the techniques and legacies of the Great Saint, as well as the vigor power of his blood essence. However, this was a drop of Great Sage’s Blood of Essence after all. With the

deal with Minghe’s Spiritual Thoughts in the space of Blood

Great Sage Minghe’s perception of this drop of Blood of

heard a faint

“Oh?” Jagoan blinks.

long time since the one behind the Gates of

he suddenly

of Hell

don’t know… But looking at your face… I can… Guess what you

he was stuttering, he explained at

and nodded. “Can I

“Sure…”

Great Sage Minghe sensed

This… Essence blood… And space

Jagoan immediately understood.

It seemed that Great Sage Minghe did not care whom his Blood of Essence would reward. It was like the Great Sage pulling out a leg feather and rewarding it to the small demons below. Whoever liked to take it would take

there was much leg hair, Great Sage did not matter. It seemed that Jagoan had worried

chuckled and pointed at the drop of Essence

time, the blood essence suddenly expanded, turning into a vortex about the height of a

white water was surging at this moment, and there was a heart-wrenching

seen around. An empty, oppressive, and despairing aura suddenly pressed down from the surroundings, to the point where one couldn’t help but feel their stomach spasm. It was like a place where sea disasters often happened. Because of the thick white fog, the ship that sailed across the reef was cut

closed his eyes