The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

Given Carson’s character, if his strength surpassed Caspian’s, how could he not kill Caspian under such an opportunity?

Using his Outer-body Incarnation showed that Carson was not confident at that time.

However, from this point of view, it could be seen that his Immortal Fate was definitely bigger than that of Caspian. Unfortunately, the person behind the Gates of Hell had fallen asleep.

Otherwise, Caspian really wanted to ask why others could still get more opportunities than him in the guy behind Gates of Hell’s house.

Carson gritted his teeth and tore off his tattered shirt.

He then wiped the wound on his chest with his fingers.

A mass of black Qi lingered from his fingertip and cut the wound.

Suddenly, the surface of the wound was covered with fine black scales, and the blood no longer flowed.

“Caspian, I admit that your performance just now brought me a great surprise.

In fact, from the time when we were in Myriad Demons Burial Ground, I had guessed that you must have had some Immortal Fates.

It was just that you had to know that a person’s luck was absolutely not enough to support him to complete the entire path of immortality.

But now…” Carson’s voice gradually lowered.

Under his feet, a large amount of black Qi kept surging up like a group of dancing snakes, his pupils seemed to be bloodshot and turned red.

At the same time, a vague voice came from his throat, “Now, I want you to know, your luck is definitely not comparable to my strength! Demonic pythons!”

An extremely sharp voice came.

Caspian only felt a pain in his eardrums.

In an instant, tens of thousands of small snakes seemed to have drilled into Caspian’s head and moved around in his brain.

Carson’s body seemed to melt quickly in the black air and sank into it.

The black Qi also rose around, like a tall and wide wall, blocking in front of Caspian.

Swoosh!

The black Qi surged slightly, and the sound of heavy objects dragging on the ground came from inside.

The thick black Qi began to slowly move toward Caspian. A strong pressure seemed to pull the surrounding void toward this area and continuously condensed.

Caspian narrowed his eyes and looked at the approaching black Qi.

between them was

black Qi was less than ten feet away from him, two huge red lanterns suddenly lit

the black light exploded

as big as a carriage suddenly rushed out from

bloody mouth

blood-red lantern was the python’s

forced to open, and there

this moment, the ground was even

python opened its

would be devoured,

covered by a huge shadow,

did not

head and said, “Your Demon Python Form is just like

corners of Caspian’s

next moment, he shouted, “Do you think you’re the only one who

Boom boom!

the air gathered

feet fell to the ground, as if the

this moment, his arms became as thick as two 10,000-year-old trees. His arm was covered with dragon-like muscles, like a coiled

his hands high and grabbed the upper and lower jaw of the python’s head the moment

Hong!

the ground under Caspian’s feet kept sinking

spread

so dense that it was hard to

to the ground

calf sank as

python kept pressing Caspian to the

its original intention

the snake were

seemed that it was asking, “What the

fine that his arm grew bigger in an instant. What was going on with

all you’ve

Demonic Python’s eyes were bloodshot, and it was

jaw

How could it speak?

was that it boasted that it had turned into a beast with infinite strength

of Caspian. It looked like

could not say a

not mean that

just the weight of this Demonic Python alone was enough to crush a steel mountain into an iron