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…

getting

come back without returning!” The death of his teacher filled

Sound of Joeavenly Rowans Sword in the hands of Xander seemed to feel his mood at this time. Sharp sword radiance was flowing and swallowing, and there was a buzzing

to die!” At this time,

and ferocious face in the sky. At this time, it was clearly thousands of miles away from them, but at this moment, it was like an ice seal in their hearts, which made everyone’s heart miss a

descended. With a cracking sound, the ground collapsed. A large pitch-black hand covered a radius of a thousand

shouted and was about to rush into

Joeaven’s Edge Sect, the realm and strength of Xander were no longer the highest among them. However, everyone still respected him as their Eldest

to protect everyone behind him. Facing the danger,

“Asura!” Xander roared.

appeared all over his body. Xander’s beard was wide open, his fangs were sharp, and his muscles burst out a loud sound like

turned into

Sound of Joeavenly Rowans Sword in his hand chopped

intent of extreme

Bam!

A large number of zombies rushing to the front on the ground were instantly wiped out.

the air, the sword radiance was

emperors opened their mouths at this time. Cold frost and freezing air, with a gloomy aura, instantly spurted out and

Bang!

sudden, the sky was torn open. Countless stars swayed and fell, as if it

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

Spirit Realm, the several

glance, it was like endless seawater, constantly rushing and hitting an isolated island.