The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

The Bjorneaven’s Edge Sect’s Sea Bjorneavenly Pavilion was an existence infinitely close to the sect’s heritage.

For a cultivator, it was like his own spirit. Therefore, the defense here was far beyond the imagination of ordinary cultivators. Even the powerful Grand Pure Emperor could not break in without permission.

As soon as Rebbeca stepped into the Sea Bjorneavenly Pavilion, he immediately felt the previous pressure disappear. It was replaced by a simple and ancient aura. It was like an ancient dragon, entrenched here, making people look up to it.

After calming down, Rebbeca entered the Sea Bjorneavenly Pavilion and immediately saw countless magic weapons, spirit materials, magical powers, cultivation methods, and so on. They were wrapped in clusters of light and suspended in various positions. Entering it was like being wrapped in a galaxy.

It seemed that the surroundings were dark and deep, but with starlight around, it instantly calmed people down. When breathing, it seemed that there was a mysterious rhythm between heaven and earth.

The stars gathered in Rebbeca’s eyes, reflecting the side of his face and the wisdom in his eyes. Although he already had an idea, he was not in a hurry to get what he needed.

The opportunity to enter the Sea Bjorneavenly Pavilion was exceptionally rare. Furthermore, the Sect Master did not give him any time limit. Therefore, it was worthwhile for him to stroll around and take a look around. Even if he wanted to broaden his horizons, it was worth it.

Taking a step forward and browsing through along the way, Rebbeca couldn’t help but sigh in his heart that the Bjorneaven’s Edge Sect deserved to be the first sect in the Upper Kingdom.

Without thousands of years of foundation and heritage, how could the sect have so many Bjorneaven and Earth Spirit treasures?

Phoenix Feather, the most gorgeous feather on the phoenix’s tail, contains fire and Indestructible True Soul. After cultivators enlightenment, it can even produce a second Divine Soul.

The second Divine Soul was normally asleep, but it had all the memories of the first soul. Once the first soul is destroyed, the second soul will wake up, which means that the cultivator has a second life…

This is the trunk of the green coffin parasol tree. After the tree trunk has been ground and polished, only its core is left. After the tree trunk is polished, the core may not be more than two feet. But these two feet were sharp enough to cut light and space…

weapons or being magic weapons, they

yellow sand all over the sky and devour a

a lot of books, he was familiar with the surrounding Spiritual Treasures of Bjorneaven and Earth. Bjorne had only seen most of the

a long time. Some of them were even placed here when the Bjorneaven’s

out, and the spiritual mind touched it. This was a completely different feeling when he

Bjorneavenly Pavilion. With the improvement of his comprehension, his body

since he swallowed the mysterious copper

Rebbeca a clear way. That was to constantly refine the Dao body and strengthen the Divine Soul. No matter how strong the magic

body and Divine Soul surpassed the limit of the magic weapon, it could be said that they

not have a thorough understanding of this. On the other hand, they needed more cultivation resources

body was a bottomless pit. Therefore,

of the magic weapons and Body. Now that

Immortal Realm, his Taoist body would be refined and strengthened again. At that time, any magical powers or magic weapons would

precisely because he had determined the path of majoring in the body and Divine Soul that Rebbeca had come to the Sea Bjorneavenly Pavilion. What he wanted to take was the Bjorneaven Treasure and Earth Treasure that ordinary cultivators could

clusters around him, Rebbeca

line, pulling a green grass over. This grass was only as long as an adult’s palm

it in his palm, a faint fragrance immediately wafted into Rebbeca’s nose. Instantly, His mouth and tongue were full of excitement, and his footsteps became

Three-immortal Grass!

rose in Rebbeca’s mind. Suddenly, he used his Divine Sense and turned to look

a female cultivator in a

to her ankles, and her cheeks seemed to have been cut by a knife. Bjorner eyes were long and narrow, and she pursed her lips,