The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

With a grab of his hand, the sharp blade attacked again.

Jasmine’s palm was like a spring of blood. Blood spurted and lines of blood spurted. The sound of flesh and bones being cut was enough to make people pale and their legs go limp.

This pain was not just the pain of cutting the skin. The pain was thousands, tens of thousands of times stronger.

An ordinary cultivator’s Dao heart might waver at this time. But Jasmine had made up his mind. What he had decided to do would be to move forward without hesitation.

Enduring the pain and running his Immortal Demon Physique, the distance of less than half an inch was as far as a natural moat.

The sweat on Jasmine’s forehead was rolling down like beads with broken strings.

If it were any other time, not to mention that his palm had been cut, even if the magic weapon had broken an arm and a leg of Jasmine, or even his waist had been cut into two pieces, he would still look calm. But because of this, he was more determined to get the copper pillar. Even with his current Dao heart and physical body, he could still feel tremendous pain. Thus, the destructive power of this copper pillar was even more devastating to the cultivators.

The strongest magic weapon in the Grand Pure Emperor is the Devil God Country that has been refined, and the Six Paths of Reincarnation Plate that can constantly create a Taoist body for him.

But at present, I don’t have any magic weapon that can suppress him.

If the Demon-killing Spear was at its peak, it might still be able to fight. But now, it was still broken. If I can completely absorb this copper pillar, it may become the key to breaking the situation.

No matter how powerful the Fiendgod Kingdom was, it was at most a Dao tool. As long as it’s a Dao tool, it can be suppressed!

Jasmine gritted his teeth and suppressed all the pain in his eyes. The skin and flesh on his palm were almost completely cut, leaving only bones. The bones were constantly being cut. The indescribable pain even caused his blood to flow out of his mouth.

“There’s still a last step…” Jasmine tried to extend his palm, which was left with only bones, forward.

The distance of half an inch was only shortened by half after he tried his best.

Swoosh!

Bang!

then, there was a loud explosion. His

arm, and a gust of air swept

bones around him turned into a vortex and quickly flew back to his wrist. It condensed into his original palm. This was not only because Jasmine’s vigor was condensed, but also because after the Amethyst Palace Realm was upgraded, as long as the cultivator’s spirit was not destroyed, it could be reborn by blood. Even if it was chopped into meat sauce, as long as it was not

“How do you feel…”

I

But Jasmine had no intention of

lasted two more

This was progress.

But the winner should be

what, I have no time to

condensed again and

Swoosh!

three, four,

lasted longer and longer. His palm was getting closer and closer to the copper pillar. The distance of half an inch gave people a sense of unreachable. But now, there was infinite

of the

sharp cut went up along the wrist of Jasmine to the position near the elbow. However,

to cut off the Dao tool after I eat it and

“No… No… Problem…”

Jasmine laughed and sat cross-legged

got up and grabbed again. From this time on, Jasmine chose his hands. Adrian tried again and again, and

very beginning, he could not even get close to the copper pillar, but now his hands could firmly press on it. Jasmine’s palms and

pain each time was tens of thousands of times that of the naked eye. But Jasmine

the sharpness of the