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”.

was the most

Crape Myrtle Sect disciples were angry. Their angry target was Jagoan. In their

their thoughts, this year’s Immortals’ Assembly would be called the grand ceremony of the return of the Grand Pure Emperor, and it would also be called the High-level Ceremony of the Crape Myrtle Sect stepping on the Heaven’s Edge Sect. But

Sect even lost a general 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 been afraid of the Real Immortal Realm

Jagoan with hatred. However, these eyes did not hurt

only two people left on the Immortal List who had not fought yet.

or care about this disciple. He was concerned about this disciple’s opponent,

or not, Jagoan was placed in the last round of

attention to Jagoan. After all, Crape Myrtle Sect had opened dozens of secret realms

a year before the beginning of the Immortals’ Assembly, Jagoan was active for a

of amazing achievements, he became calm

Heaven’s Edge Sect explained that Jagoan concentrated on his closed-door training to

training. Those disciples who were not 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

things he had seen in the past, whether it was the strange secret room of the Dubois Family, Jagoan’s change in temperament,

when I was saving Jagoan’s father and the Jagoan I met in the secret realm made me feel that

Now Jagoan…

Jagoan muttered to himself.

was flying to the center of the island, and felt that the other party was like

glance was enough to make people shiver, their scalps numb, and their

Wisdom and looked deeper into Jagoan. Instantly, his vision seemed

was despair. But there seemed to be

was Jagoan’s true intention. Extreme

was completely different from that Jagoan whom