The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

Maurina did not care what the treasure was and whether it still existed. He did not know if the other cultivators’ search for treasures went smoothly. However, he knew very well that he had a smooth journey. Instead of thinking about where the other parts of the treasure were, it was better to kill more dead souls and collect more treasures.

He had not only obtained vigors and treasures during this month. He had also obtained a lot of cultivators’ skills and magical powers left behind by those cultivators.

These were all opportunities. However, the blocking stone in front of the opportunity was just some souls that did not matter at all.

More importantly, with the accumulation of these 30 days and the environment in the Black-White Pagoda, Maurina had a faint impulse to break through to the Real Immortal Realm.

It was a big deal for any cultivator to upgrade to Real Immortal Realm. Maurina was no exception.

Once one was raised, one’s realm would reach a new level, and one’s life would reach a new level. By that time, his strength was not only ten times stronger than it was now, but also hundreds of times more powerful than before!

With his current strength, he could kill a first stage of Real Immortal Realm expert and defeat a second stage of Real Immortal Realm expert. If he was promoted to Real Immortal Realm, his future would be even more promising. Therefore, Maurina was also actively continuing to look for the Immortal Fate.

At present, the only thing that made him feel regretful was that what he encountered were some scattered magic treasures. However, he also understood that it was normal to encounter such a situation.

After all, the Black-White Pagoda, and even the entire Glory City, were not the place of returns of some ancient powerful figures, or treasures.

This was an endless ancient battlefield. It was already very difficult to get a few intact treasures on the battlefield.

Could it be that he still hoped that the cultivator fighting at that time would not kill the demonic beasts in front of him, but think about leaving a treasure for his descendants after his death?

Without blinking, he smashed the slate into powder and let the Flame Severing absorb it. Then, Maurina was about to leave.

fluctuation in the nearby void. Maurina

if he was here, he could not tear the void apart. He could

from him began to twist and spin, forming a vortex, and there were

over, a sudden thunder came from the vortex. Then, a figure with a sword box fell from the sky. At the same time, a large amount of spiritual Qi gushed out. The

figure landed heavily on the ground, the

the void here…” Maurina muttered as he watched this

tear the void apart,

the formation or the talisman, it could tear open the void in the Black-White Pagoda. Its power

female cultivator also saw Maurina

at each other

was extremely beautiful. Even though her hair was a little messy, her mouth was bleeding, and

seemed that the female cultivator did not

struggled to stand up, and spat

almost fell down. However, the female cultivator steadied herself. She took out a bottle

she said

fell, a green light suddenly swept over the sky behind her. The light was as dazzling as the

realize something and hurriedly

when she

a deep breath and pulled out a

toward the Aurora, she still said to Maurina, “It’s none of

front of the female cultivator. These four figures formed