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!

dead echoed

the void. These cultivators suddenly felt that all their clothes

scene suddenly

withdrew the Sky-flipping Seal, and said to the White family

Que White also came out at this time. Because Jagoan had said before that he

he suddenly put Jagoan

Que White found

expressions were still the same as before. The surrounding cultivators had also regained their senses and looked curiously at

family seemed to have become statues at this time. They did not move and

this is…” Que White hesitated for

worry about the dead…” Jagoan waved his

Even Jagoan, who was slowly falling from the flagpole,

though Jagoan’s movements were swift and powerful, giving off a feeling of tearing

became uncertain. Because at this time, thin red lines crisscrossed and appeared on the Grant family members. The

the red lines, as if it was dyed in thick ink

Hiss!

of a sudden,

cultivators were killed by Jagoan after

matter what, displayed their magical power, although 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 they were still killed by Jagoan as soon as they

really think that I don’t dare to come to your door

Jagoan pointed at Jagoan, who had been put down on the flagpole at this moment, and said, “Que White, let’s change the time. Now you can kill this guy. I will bring back 300 heads of the Grant

a flash, another

one hand, with Jagoan’s current strength, he

could they not have any

two Heavenly Spirit Realms had been killed in an

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