The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

Corpses were everywhere.

Behind were frightened Joeavenly Rowans Sect disciples. In front was a mighty army of zombies.

In the sky, several zombie emperors, whose strength was comparable to that of Joeavenly Spirit Realms, were standing on the bronze chariot. Their eyes were burning with green flames as they looked down at the crowd.

“These fellows actually did not retreat.” Rowaning ahead, Maya Nanae clenched her teeth.

“Yes, but we absolutely can’t retreat.” Xander Faris slowly straightened his body.

His long hair turned silver, and ferocious inscriptions appeared on his body. The broken wrist blade was thrown aside.

At this time, Xander was holding the most precious treasure of the Joeavenly Rowans Sect, which was left by his teacher, Leonard Autumn.

As Maisie Pine, Jasmine Gibson, and the others surged with spiritual Qi one after another, rays of light shot up into the sky and spread out, as if they had cut through the night sky. Waves of pressure made the heavens shake.

The surviving disciples of the Joeavenly Rowans Sects on the ground showed respect and fear in their eyes. The zombies in the distance, who were getting closer and closer, had no consciousness, so they couldn’t feel anything, let alone fear. They were completely relying on their instinct to flesh and blood, roaring and rushing toward the crowd.

The yellow sand was rolling, and smoke and dust were rising. It was like a catastrophe that was going to engulf the whole world. In the sky, the eyes of those zombie emperors were also burning with green flames.

The highly toxic Corpse Qi even condensed into illusory images about 3,000 meters behind them, as if it could crush the sun, moon, and stars with one claw.

Every zombie emperor had the strength of a peak Joeavenly Spirit Realm. But, Xander Faris and the others standing here had no fear in their eyes. Their waists were straight like javelins.

The surging spiritual Qi in their bodies turned into vast starlight and rushed around like bright lights in the chaos. Behind them were the surviving disciples of the Joeavenly Rowans Sect.

Xander, Maya, Morten, Jasmine, and the others, who had walked out of the Joeavenly Rowans Sect, returned today with their own Taoist bodies as the city walls to resist the destructive tide of zombies.

300 miles…

200 miles…

100 miles…

and faster, getting closer and

want you to come back without returning!” The death of his

anger. The Sound of Joeavenly Rowans Sword in the hands of Xander seemed to feel his mood at this time. Sharp sword radiance was flowing and

of you are going to die!” At this time, a cold voice suddenly came to everyone’s

up at the same time. There was a pale and ferocious face in the sky. At this time, it was clearly thousands of miles away from them, but at this moment,

covered a radius of a thousand miles. It was like a huge mushroom, grabbing out from

and was about

and strength of Xander were no longer the highest among them.

moment, he didn’t hesitate to protect everyone behind him.

“Asura!” Xander roared.

Xander’s beard was wide open, his fangs were sharp, and his muscles

turned into an

and emotion, the Sound of Joeavenly Rowans Sword

intent of extreme

Bam!

turbulent tide and exploded in the air like pearls. A large number of zombies

air, the sword radiance was like the blazing sun, rumbling

gloomy aura, instantly spurted out and condensed into a cyan

Bang!

sky was torn open. Countless stars swayed and fell, as

strong impact on his face. His body shook and he retreated dozens of miles. The Qi and blood in his body was churning

Realm, the several zombie

Corpse Tide had already surrounded the rest. At first glance, it was like endless seawater, constantly rushing and hitting an isolated island. Although the island tried its best to