The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

Chapter 1963

“Hmm?” The giant eye turned, and the flames in it spun violently like a whirlpool.

Soon, a cultivator in a red magic weapon, which seemed to be burning with endless flames, stepped out from it. As soon as he appeared, the clouds in the sky disappeared. The air between heaven and earth seemed to be burned into a vacuum zone.

In his eyes, flames condensed into a mighty river. It was as if he was the blazing sun of the heavens, the god of fire.

“How dare you tease me? Killing Hans Bierce, provoking my Desolate Ancient building, your sin was unforgivable! I want to see where you can escape to!” The cultivator raised his hand and grabbed forward.

All of a sudden, sparks bloomed in all directions like dense stars. These sparks seemed to carry some kind of spirituality as they went deep into the void, capturing traces of aura in the void.

A moment later, as the cultivator curled his five fingers, all the sparks turned back and formed a ball of light in its palm. The ball of light slowly rotated in his palm, and one of it kept shining. And he closed his eyes and carefully analyzed the information collected from all directions by every light. Every time he finished analyzing, the light would go out.

Soon, the whole light became completely dim and disappeared. The cultivator opened his eyes, which were full of confusion.

He was killed?

The result he had just deduced made him feel very confused.

Almost every ray of light was heading in the direction of Jagoan. A person’s direction of escape was naturally only one.

If a person ran away in all directions, there was only one possibility. This person exploded. But this cultivator always felt that it was strange.

Is he really broken?

This matter was related to Hans’ death, so he didn’t dare to slight it in the slightest.

he

surrounding void, human figures formed by flames suddenly appeared. These human figures were about a third of the size

immediately see the figures of these small figures. Every tiny figure was equivalent to a branch of the cultivator’s divine thought. They constantly probed the surroundings, searching for clues. At the same time,

with incredible speed, slicing open the lake, and

figure was

his attention, and

The one behind the Gates of Hell expressed his

up kill him… It’s…

can kill him, but I can’t,” said

“Last time… I… killed…”

“I came here for revenge, so I have no other ideas. But this time, this

different

as strong as you, I would have stuffed his head into his lower abdomen,” Jagoan

spoke, he passed through another lake and a mountain

Archean Demonic Soul Flag, he shot out tens of thousands of blood arrows. The Archean Demonic Soul Flag was naturally meant to stop him. The tens of

knew that with his current realm and strength, it was impossible for him to shake off a

with him sooner or later. But if he

of the thousands of blood arrows was no different from the Spiritual Master. And because they were

Hans, which is why he definitely won’t let this matter rest

delay for a while. Then find an

made up

by this opportunity. Furthermore, he wanted to kill this cultivator to strengthen

Ape. He wanted to seize the Qi and blood precious materials

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