The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

When they saw that scene, the remaining warriors and cultivators all revealed grief and indignation in their eyes.

Then, the warrior with the broken arm roared and rushed to the White-Necked Talons Bear with the long saber in his hand, thrusting into its belly.

With a gurgling sound, the warm blood immediately splattered on his head.

However, that minute injury would only enrage the White-Necked Talons Bear, and it could not do any substantial damage.

Next, the bear howled in anger and slapped the dumbfounded warrior away.

With a loud bang, half of the warrior’s body was shattered and drenched in blood.

As his body flew out, countless drops of blood sprayed in mid-air.

The man died just like that.

As the White-Necked Talons Bear was stabbed, the remaining White-Necked Talons Bears were also angered, and they roared wildly as they charged at the remaining crowd with full force.

In the blink of an eye, one of the two cultivators managed to cut off the White-Necked Talons Bear’s head.

However, he could not dodge in time and was slapped on the back by another bear.

Then, he instantaneously fell and flew out about 100 meters away, vomiting blood as he lay on the ground.

With an unwilling look in his eyes, he gradually lost his vitality.

The warriors also died one after another, and there was only one cultivator left.

Moreover, everyone was severely injured.

At that time, their faces were filled with despair as they were just like paper houses in the storm, and they might be torn into pieces at any time.

Caspian thoughtfully looked away from the other side of the mountain stream.

Then, he pointed in front of him and faintly ordered, “The first mission for you today, kill all of the wild beasts!”

unconditionally obeyed Caspian’s

her strength and jumped

cold light flashed in Solana’s hand, and her massive ax that was the size of

toward the group of

first-stage Pulse Control Realm

invasion of the wild beasts, he invited a few other individual cultivators to the area together, hoping to kill some

they could also make a small fortune from the wild

was not on their

an extremely powerful wild beast, and it cost a few lives just to kill

few mortals

warriors wanted to retreat to a

were besieged by

brute force beast on the open

people underestimated the White-Necked Talons

but more than half of the warriors responsible for protecting the mortals died, and Mark

to

from

and turned to look at

everyone’s eyes were like countless needles

that I’m not

shook his head and laughed bitterly, “A Heavenly Spirit

Mark was lost in his thoughts, a scream suddenly came from the

that went around the masses, launching an

monster that weighed almost 1000 kilograms slammed into them, let alone those

five mortals were being thrown into the air, spurting blood as they

directly

warriors that rushed forward to the rescue were also smacked away by

on the bear’s chest, and it did not

that time, the remaining warriors and cultivators were

mortals ran around, crying and