Prince and I in Desert Island

"Where did that person go?" Capture the thief first, I think we have to kill him first.    

    

"They're all in the Celestial Prison," the brother said to me.    

    

"Open the door," I ordered, and the damned scum were all gathered together, as I had intended.    

    

"Patriarch, it's dangerous. There are all experts of the Devil Slayer rank inside, and some of them have already reached the Heavenly Emperor Realm," the guard said as he stood in front of me.    

    

"Open the door, let me in, and close the door," I ordered again.    

    

"It's the Patriarch!" The guard unlocked the big iron lock on the door, and it took them a lot of effort to open the door to the Sky Prison.    

    

Without any hesitation, I rushed into the Sky Prison. The moment I entered, I closed the door behind me. No one can leave here alive today.    

    

"You're finally here!" The Underworld Officer, who was mounted on a Fire Qilin, arrogantly said as he looked at me.    

    

"If you don't cherish the chance, what do you want?" I asked coldly.    

    

"I want to die. I want you to kill me personally today, or I'll kill you!" Hell's Traitor stared straight at me as he spoke word by word.    

    

"Why?" He should be grateful to me for letting him go, he actually bit me back.    

    

"I just want to be killed by someone who can beat me up. I don't want to die of old age. It would be too boring that way," the Hell's Traitor said bluntly.    

    

"Madman, if you want to die, you can jump into the water or crash into a wall. Do you know how many innocent people you've killed?" I grinded my teeth as I asked.    

    

"If they die, they can only blame their short lives. You can't blame me for that!" The Underworld traitor didn't have a single shred of regret.    

    

"Underworld Traitor, you're too cruel. Don't you think you've made a huge mistake?" I never thought he was such a deranged man.    

    

"How cruel. I don't think this world is the world of the strong. Whoever has the strongest fist will be the strongest king. I feel that as long as I raise my arm, history will immediately be rewritten!"    

    

"Underworld Traitor, I really admire your confidence. I think it must be the courage Liang Jingru gave you," I said with a smile. I couldn't help but have a whole new level of respect for him, for him to be so shameless.    

    

"Who is Liang Jingru?" Who is he, a man or a woman? " The Underworld Traitor looked at me, stupefied. Even if he died, he wouldn't know who Liang Jingru was.    

    

"Woman, it's your mother!" I calmly said.    

    

"You're courting death!" The Underworld traitor was thoroughly infuriated, and the iron chains in his hands began to scatter sparks in all directions.    

    

"It's rare for you and I to think about it together." I smiled as I pulled out my sword.    

    

The sword of Ina, combined with the power of the tenth level of the Resurrection Eye pendant in my body, as well as the power of the water element, the metal element of Shangguan Lulu, as well as Wang Yaohuo's holy spirit, and also the lifelong cultivation of the Dragon King.    

    

Now the energy in my body is exploding, and the blade of the sword of Aine emits terrifying lightning and multicolored flames.    

    

Everyone looked at me with interest. They thought that I must be a great magician, but they didn't know that I wanted their lives.    

    

"That boy is the head of the Miller family, kill him, and everything here is ours," the Hell Traitor ordered his life, and the ragged prisoner rushed at me, screaming like he had been injected with chicken blood.    

    

With my back against the door of the Celestial Prison, I thought to myself, Come, I've been waiting for you for a long time.    

    

The prisoners in the Sky Prison were all of the Mo Sen class, and each one of their moves were extremely sinister and tricky. Every single one of their moves were fatal.    

    

I wouldn't give them a chance, either. The first unlucky bastard rushed to my side, a steel fork in his hand, and stuck it directly into my neck. I dodged him, reaching out to grab his hand at the same time.    

    

Dragging the unlucky bastard to my side, I stabbed Ina's sword into his heart.    

    

Seeing the prisoners scrambling to their deaths, I pulled out my sword and kicked away the prisoners who had died.