The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

“It’s him!”

Hearing the heart-palpitating footsteps, the faces of all cultivators present changed.

Before this guy showed up, his footsteps alone made everyone feel great pressure.

At this time, the man was covered by flood.

Although he was in human figure, he felt like an ancient giant beast.

Suddenly, he tore the void apart and flew out in a rage.

At this moment, there was even a gust of hurricane in the temple.

“Where is that guy?” The armored fellow slowly turned his head.

After sweeping his gaze over everyone, he appeared to be a little uncertain.

He clearly felt the existence of that guy before.

But why couldn’t he feel it when they were close?

At the same time, Caspian felt that there was no sound behind the Gates of Hell.

Thinking of the previous attitude and the words of the guy in front of him, Caspian quickly figured out who this guy in armor was looking for.

“Is this your old friend?” Caspian asked in his heart.

Behind the Gates of Hell, it was extremely quiet.

Even the Hell Monsoon that had been scraped all year round could not be felt at this moment.

“It doesn’t matter if you don’t say it.

Anyway, I think so,” Caspian sneered.

The guy in armor just now accidentally exposed an extremely important piece of information.

He came from at least five thousand years ago.

If he was looking for the one behind the Gates of Hell, then the person behind the Gates of Hell could be considered a figure at least five thousand years ago.

In addition, this so-called Great Demon Palace was the former palace of the guy behind the Gates of Hell.

With the age and address, Caspian didn’t believe that he couldn’t find out that guy’s real identity.

about this, a familiar intermittent voice suddenly came from behind the Gates of

can’t defeat…

do I know if I don’t

well aware of the strength

even the Green Paradise Sect ancestor had to obediently send his soul over once the guy

guy said that Caspian was no match for the other party, no matter how unconvinced Caspian was, it was most

time, the guy

are you? How did you get into the Spirit Severing Road?” The white-robed cultivator frowned and

no one dared to talk to me like

five thousand

white could finish his last

hair stood on end, an

instinct, he let out

in

“Great Desert Lone Smoke!”

Hong!

radiance, a sandstorm sprang up on the flat

whirlwind, which was straight and shocking, burst out a

and the sand rubbed against each other

ant…” The guy in armor let

and made

Chi la!

claws, tore the rolling sand into

the sandstorm and

green light gave the white-robed cultivator a towering feeling that

immediately spread

light suddenly appeared on the

a horsetail whisk flew out

didn’t know what it was, but Caspian narrowed his eyes and immediately recognized that it was actually the

in white before, Caspian did not see his white-haired

that the other party

seemed that the other party had some secret method or storage magic weapons like Earrings of Echo, which could put living

white-haired donkey seemed to sense that

went all

as fast as

an instant, the tail of the

cry came from the

the chest of

donkey, the five green lights paused for a moment on the

in white

look of grief and indignation flashed across his