The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

As time went by, the expressions of cultivators present changed from shock, numbness, to indifference.

By the time Caspian stopped, the monster was almost like a ball of cotton.

No one would dare to associate this thing, which was almost the same as a tag, with the monster that was chilled to death at first glance.

If the monster still had consciousness and could speak, its first sentence would be,”I was wrong…”

“Can this thing help you recover your strength?”

“It should… Be possible…”

“Oh, then I won‘t give it to you.”

“Huh…”

Caspian grabbed the monster that had no ability to move and threw it into the darkness in the distance.

But strangely, there was no sound of landing after the monster was thrown out. Caspian narrowed his eyes and looked at the darkness.

With his eyesight, it penetrated the darkness, so he naturally could see farther than ordinary cultivators.

But at this time, what he was looking at was like deep ink, and he could not see anything.

Something must have gone wrong…

Caspian, supported by his Eight Desolate God-Terminator Halberd, slowly stood up.

The nearby cultivators were originally glad that they had survived the disaster, but when they saw Caspian’s action, they soon felt that the atmosphere was not right.

They all looked at the darkness.

The darkness was like ink, like tides, like the deep night, like the bottomless sea.

After staring at it for a while, many people on the scene only felt their hearts pounding.

It was as if the darkness had turned into a silent whirlpool, sucking away all the hope, happiness, and vitality in people’s hearts.

“Something’s wrong,” Leny gripped the hilt of his saber tightly.

All cultivators present held their weapons and looked serious.

Crack!

A crisp metallic sound rang out.

a light hammer

heart skipped a

behind the Gates

“Let me… Go out…”

“No,” Caspian refused directly.

coveted his body and wanted to occupy

such circumstances, it was impossible for Caspian

I am out

“Listen… Listen to me…”

After saying this, Caspian no longer paid attention to that

Crack!

Another crisp sound came.

the voice was obviously

cultivators, which were

have solidified into mercury at this moment, so heavy that

eyes on

later, a bright

appeared in

a large ball of

shadow

present fixed their

moment, they

looked like at the beginning and what it looked like after drinking blood, after the almost explosive power of Caspian crushed it, it

was mistakenly thought to be floating

by someone. Even if the monster now looked like cotton, it was still huge when compared with normal people’s

noticed the thin arm under the monster’s

the cotton whip was the one who had slipped away when

and had no other skills, but

saw that the momentum was not right and decisively slipped away,

why did he come back in such a strange

but became more

this scene was

someone found something wrong with

”Look at his face…”

over and found that the old man’s facial features

face, but also his whole body was

he walked, wet

as if a great disaster and

some cultivators saw that the situation was not right, so they drew their arrows and

“Don’t, don’t kill me…”

this old man could actually speak at