The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

Suddenly, a dilapidated city appeared in front of Jagoan.

The city was towering and tall. It did not look like the residence of an ordinary human, but more like the territory of a giant. Whether it was the city wall or the gate, it easily showed that it was different.

Apart from this, the ruined city’s area was extremely large. Even though it was called a city, it was equivalent to a small human country.

What really lit up Jagoan’s eyes was the Devil Qi of this dilapidated city. Vaguely, ghost faces appeared in the fog, howling and howling, as if they were venting all kinds of unwillingness and resentment before death.

Jagoan nodded with satisfaction. He raised his hand to set up the formation and then pressed down casually.

Boom!

Then, the whole city was broken into pieces with continuous roars!

The Jagoans wanted to escape in all directions, but they were constrained by some kind of inexplicable imprisonment. They could only watch as they were drowned by the terrible power of formation and were directly killed or evaporated on the spot. Some of them were even crushed into bits of energy and returned to heaven and earth.

All in all, in the blink of an eye, the ruined city and numerous Fiendish Jagoans had been erased by Jagoan. It was as though they had never appeared.

Jagoan did not leave immediately. Instead, he carefully felt the remnant power of this force, thinking about how to find out what was missing and make up for it.

Several figures slowly appeared in the distance.

The leading man was a man with a woman’s appearance, full of Yang energy and abundant Yin energy. At first glance, no one could tell whether it was a man or a woman!

This person was Henrik Qibal, one of the few people who were able to break out of the Ancient Ghostly Soul Realm in Marquis Cucakrawa’s eyes.

“Huh? This seems to be Jagoan! ” Suddenly, someone recognized the figure suspended in the air in front of them.

No one knew what he was doing. It belonged to Jagoan.

“Jagoan?” Henrik muttered to himself.

years ago, Jagoan had advanced to the core disciple stage. Furthermore, he had defeated Ivan, who was at the third stage of the Nirvana Realm, with his strength at the first stage

Jagoan didn’t know what was good for him. Not only did he reject the invitation, but he also spoke rudely and even

very well that Jagoan had embarrassed him. Even if the other party joined him in the future, he would have to pay for

the case, why didn’t

good-for-nothing who had spent so much time

was the future son that even Marquis Cucakrawa had high hopes

this in mind, Henrik and the others flew

someone was coming, but he didn’t pay it much attention. If they passed by, he wouldn’t bother to pay attention

advancing to the inner ring wasn’t to defeat and kill as many Jagoans as possible, but to completely master magic treasures before the end of time. However, if someone took the initiative to pick a fight, Jagoan could deal with

muscles and bones well. It was rare

his companions looked down

Jagoan did not even look at the other party. He continued to think about

the initiative to kowtow to the Marquis

finally withdrew his gaze from the spot where the ancient city had been

first, thought that the

wanted to take the lead. “Hey,

a word and

Bang!

directly land in front of them, but they crossed the endless void, obliterated the five elements, reversed the universe, and sent these people flying thousands of kilometers away. Then, with a flash of strong light,

Henrik was stunned.

What just happened?

of the Ancient Ghostly Soul Realm after being slapped

now contained an indescribable power of invincibility and wiped

denied this

would

mere Jagoan

his hand