The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

Chapter 1938

At first, some people were whispering and guessing the identity of this group of people. But the cultivator looked around. It seemed that the autumn wind blew over the place.

The group of cultivators in the surroundings all trembled inwardly, their faces pale. They lowered their heads, their voices as quiet as cicadas in winter. Some of them even began to tremble. If it weren’t for someone supporting them, they would have fallen to the ground.

When the surroundings completely quieted down, the cultivator snorted softly and showed a satisfied look.

Then he raised his head slightly, nostrils forward, and looked at Jagoan. “Are you the new Protector of the White family?”

Jagoan, who was meditating with his eyes closed, raised his eyelids and sized him up. Then, he jumped up and swung his sword toward the other party.

“Get lost! you are you qualified to speak here?”

The cultivator was scolded by Jagoan face to face, and his face suddenly became cold and was about to break out. But the next moment, he felt the sharp sword Qi sweeping toward him like the Milky Way falling from the Ninth Heaven. His face turned pale and green, and his body trembled.

He hurriedly made a series of magic seals with both hands and turned them into light shields in front of him, shouting, “Let’s talk!”

Crack!

The light shields that he had struck out earlier exploded like thunder. The void instantly caved in as if it would collapse at any moment.

Fortunately, Jagoan had thrown out the Sky-flipping Seal a step earlier and sealed the area. The Critical Hit of the magical power would not spread around. Otherwise, the low-level cultivators would have been killed.

The cultivator’s face became paler and paler when hundreds of light shields had been blown into pieces. The cultivators following him were even more breathless and their minds were blank. Their eyes were full of disbelief and despair.

“It’s just a misunderstanding! A misunderstanding!”

In the midst of the explosions, the cultivator was no longer as serious and calm as before. He was so flustered that he was like a hyena whose head had been splashed by boiling water. He was in a panic and jumped around everywhere.

“Misunderstanding?” Jagoan sneered and then shouted, “Do you think I’m stupid? Die!”

Swoosh!

of the dead echoed out in

carrying a cold, sad, and desperate feeling, seeped out from the depths of the void. These cultivators suddenly felt that all their clothes were stripped off and stuffed into the ice water pool.

suddenly quieted

the Sky-flipping Seal, and said

members of the White family followed Jagoan’s lead and immediately followed his orders. Que White also came

suddenly put

came over, Que White found

appeared today were all standing still in the crowd. Their movements and expressions were still the same as before. The surrounding cultivators had also

cultivators of the Grant family seemed to have become statues at this time. They did not move and

this is…” Que White

worry about the dead…” Jagoan waved

Jagoan, who was slowly falling from the flagpole, suddenly raised his

a feeling of tearing apart the universe, were these clansmen

became uncertain. Because at this time, thin red lines crisscrossed and

of blood gushed out from the red lines, as if it was dyed in thick ink and quickly spread out. The bodies of these Grant

Hiss!

sudden,

Jagoan after saying

they didn’t work. But today, these cultivators were not weaker than the ones from yesterday. Their auras were even stronger. It was obvious that they had practiced the Inherited Cultivation Method. But

have an attitude. Do you really think that I don’t dare to

said, “Que White, let’s change the time. Now you can kill this guy. I will bring back 300 heads of the Grant

another hundred

Jagoan’s current strength, he could kill as many people as he wanted. On the

could they not have any

two Heavenly Spirit Realms had been killed in an instant

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