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.

thought, he

flames suddenly appeared. These human figures were about a third of the

and immediately flew around. Within a radius of ten thousand miles, one could immediately see the figures of these small figures. Every tiny figure was equivalent to a branch of

incredible speed, slicing open

was

his attention, and

afraid of…” The one behind the

Go up

him, but I

“Last time… I… killed…”

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

Am different

as you, I would have stuffed his head into his lower

he spoke, he passed through another lake and a

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

it was impossible for

other party would catch up with him sooner or later. But if he interfered,

that each of the thousands of blood arrows was no different from

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

while. Then find an opportunity to kill him with

had made up

Furthermore, he wanted to

Purple Golden Thunder Ape. He wanted to seize the Qi and blood precious materials and strengthen himself. Then

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