The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

“What, what are you looking at!”

Finally, Jagoan’s gaze caused Yvonne’s heart to beat wildly. She couldn’t help but glare fiercely at Jagoan.

Jagoan smiled, held an elixir with a spiritual Qi, and sent it to Yvonne. “I think your breath was a little messy just now… That guy must have secretly attacked you and hurt you. Don’t force yourself when you’re injured. Eat this elixir.”

“You’re the one who got hurt…” Yvonne retorted immediately.

But before she could finish her words, she understood what Jagoan meant.

Jagoan knew that she was not injured. He just saw the little unhappiness in her heart. So now he was using this method to coax her.

Suddenly, Yvonne felt some softness in her heart as if she had been hit. However, she was not willing to admit that she was moved. She stared at Jagoan and snorted. She opened her mouth and wrapped her tongue around the elixir, swallowing it.

Yes, it’s sweet!

In the past, the first round of Immortals’ Assembly lasted for more than 10 days, or even more than 20 days. However, in this year’s competition, the number of participants could be said to be the largest.

The disciples who participated in the competition had the strongest realm in history, and it had the most of the imperial family and sect cultivators who came to watch the competition in history. But the first round was the shortest in history.

The extent of the battle was also incredible. However, as long as Crape Myrtle Sect disciples met each other, this battle would end directly. This kind of battle alone could save them a lot of time.

No one knew how the leaders, elders, and royal cultivators of many sects in the blue clouds reacted and felt on the Immortal List. But at least many cultivators on the island, except for the disciples of Crape Myrtle Sect, couldn’t help muttering in their hearts. It was obviously an Immortals’ Assembly that could be recorded in history, but now it was completely destroyed by Crape Myrtle Sect.

However, the Crape Myrtle Sect didn’t know that. Not only that, but they were also complacent about the idea of “Admitting defeat and saving spiritual Qi”.

the

angry. Their angry target was Jagoan. In their opinion,

also be called the High-level

because of this. Its reputation, which had never been damaged, was also humiliated by Jagoan. It could be said that if the Crape Myrtle Sect had not

looked at Jagoan with hatred. However, these eyes did not hurt Jagoan. He didn’t even feel a

time, his eyes fell on the Immortal List. So far, there were only two people left on the Immortal List who had not fought yet. One of them was a peak of the second

not know or care about this disciple. He was concerned about this disciple’s

it was intentional or not, Jagoan was placed in the last round of

paying attention to Jagoan. After all, Crape Myrtle Sect

his astonishing strength during that period. Half a year before the

a series of amazing achievements, he became calm

Heaven’s Edge Sect explained that Jagoan concentrated on his closed-door training to prepare for the Immortals’ Assembly. It was his first battle

from the Crape Myrtle Sect but were determined to rank higher in the Immortals’ Assembly, cared more about Jagoan’s strength. However, what Jagoan cared about at this time was whether the Jagoan in front of him was the

identity, not a fixed person. All the things he had seen in the past, whether it was the

Jagoan’s father and the Jagoan I met in the secret realm made me feel that they are

Now Jagoan…

Jagoan muttered to himself.

looked at Jagoan, who was flying to the center of the island, and felt that the other

enough to make people shiver, their scalps

of Wisdom and looked deeper into Jagoan. Instantly, his vision seemed to have traveled through time and space and entered

there seemed to be an earth-shattering anger in

was Jagoan’s true intention. Extreme

from that