The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

If the strength of cultivators was seen through at once and was regarded as weak, it would be really weak. On contrary, if he could make people feel that he was strong at a glance, then he was not really strong. In that case, it would make people vigilant from the beginning.

Jagoan had a strong aura and a natural body. When people first saw it, they would not pay much attention to it, but they would not ignore it. Such strength was the most unfathomable.

Jagoan stood in the same spot, studying the power that had been enhanced. The smile on his face grew wider.

He had originally planned on using the vigor of the fiendish demons on the flesh and blood devil star to make his body even stronger. However, to his surprise, because these demons were powerful and had activated their minds, they helped him to run his Great Tao of Wisdom and made him completely master the Dreamy Jagoan Skill and the Jagoan Technique of Beichen. However, a greater improvement came from the condensation of his body. And relying on the condensation of flesh and blood, Jagoan was not far from the next promotion.

It could be said that after he had reached the entry level of the third stage of Heavenly Spirit Realm, in just two or three years, he had already reached the threshold of Heavenly Spirit Realm.

Next, he only needed to kill a few more powerful demons to knock on the door as a brick to break through the door of the mid level of the third stage of the Heavenly Spirit Realm and cross the threshold.

At that time, even if I haven’t reached the Amethyst Palace Realm, I can tear the void apart with just my physical strength!

Jagoan’s eyes sparkled with confidence.

After taking a deep breath, he didn’t run his spiritual Qi this time. Instead, he stamped his foot directly. In an instant, his body turned into a beam of light like a comet and flew into the sky. He crossed the sky and created a series of flames in the air. In a flash, he disappeared into the horizon.

breaths he had left, rumbling sounds could be heard as

Jagoan could fly forward without the help of the spiritual Qi and the flying magic weapon. However, there were also shortcomings in this. It was just that when flying, the

burning the fire in mid-air. If they were

be crushed to death by the mighty power. However, it would be more

the threat. However, Jagoan himself did not intend

spread out his blood-red wings again, restrained his breath, and flew forward. He had already sensed an extremely dense demon Qi a

covering a radius of several thousand miles at the spot where the sky and the ground were connected. The demonic energy was so strong that the space around distorted. And above the Devil Qi was a purple “sun”. However, he knew that this was not

this fiendish demon’s strength is definitely

one behind the Gates of Hell expressed

where the demons he met before. An incomparably huge divine temple could be seen within

by dense demons like ants. They knelt on the ground and kept kowtowing in the direction of the temple. The lowest realm of these fiendish demons was similar to the palm-shaped fiendish demon that Jagoan had killed at the beginning. And these demons had all kinds of strange appearances. Some were scorpion-headed, some were square-shaped, and

Devil Qi and Demon Qi on their bodies were equally dense.

Sense quietly

was as if someone

set by demons in front of the temple. If he dodged, he would be noticed. At this time, Jagoan