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

feet away from him, two

moment, the black

head as big as a carriage suddenly rushed out from

its bloody mouth and pounced on

lantern was the python’s

was forced to open,

ground

opened its mouth

be devoured, let

top of Caspian’s head was covered by a

Caspian did not

his head and said, “Your Demon Python Form

corners of Caspian’s

the only one who can become bigger? The Great Blood Sacrifice

Boom boom!

explosions, the air gathered

the ground, as if

this moment, his arms became as thick as two 10,000-year-old trees. His arm was covered

upper and lower jaw of the python’s head the moment the python pressed

Hong!

the pressure of the horrible force, the ground under Caspian’s feet kept

cracks quickly spread in all

dense that

to the ground

his calf sank

at this moment, the demon python kept pressing Caspian to the

original intention

eyes of the snake

was asking, “What the hell

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

you’ve got, right?”

eyes were bloodshot, and it was obvious that

jaw were all

How could it speak?

the demon python even angrier was that it boasted that it had turned into a

It looked

it could not say a

this did not mean that

transforming into the form of a beast, just the weight of this Demonic Python alone was enough to crush a steel