The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

The snake head was Carson Montgomery’s head.

Although it had lost its vitality at this moment, the huge and ferocious snake head still had a very visual impact.

If it was someone who walked at night, he would be scared to death when he saw such a big snake head standing in front of him.

However, what drew the interest of Little Candy was not the snake head, but the pair of sharp venomous teeth on the snake head’s jaws.

The snake’s head was as big as a horse carriage, and its two poisonous teeth were even taller than Caspian’s even if they were slightly curved.

The surface of poisonous teeth was white, but there was a touch of light blue on the tip.

Caspian pondered for a moment and reached out to knock on the poisonous tooth.

Ding…

A crisp sound came.

After a while, there was a echo from poisonous teeth.

Caspian’s face suddenly changed color.

Then, surprise appeared in his eyes.

He had studied craftsmanship before.

There was a layer of special craftsmanship in Tower of Life.

He had even personally refined an an almost spirit tool.

Therefore, he had also been involved in craftsmanship materials.

Caspian was certain that this pair of poisonous teeth was definitely a good material for refining magic weapons.

A demon’s body was much more condensed than a cultivator.

In addition, Carson Montgomery had devoured hundreds of thousands of common people to refine their bodies and cultivate their innate physical quality.

Although it was cruel, there was one thing Caspian had to admit.

His snake body, especially this pair of poisonous teeth, had already surpassed the realm of ordinary demons’ organs.

This was already a material that could be refined into a magic weapon.

There was even a possibility that Carson himself planned to slowly cultivate the poisonous teeth and use them for refining weapons in the future.

After all, many demons were used to refining certain parts of their bodies into magic weapons.

In this way, because of the connection of blood, this kind of magic weapon was often more convenient to use.

Perhaps because it was a demon, Little Candy had no specific understanding of this kind of thing, but by instinct, it still felt that this pair of poisonous teeth was different from the others.

After confirming the value of the poisonous teeth, Caspian pulled them out without hesitation.

As for the black python body of Carson, it was burned by Caspian.

on Caspian’s face, which made

was two

in his memory, but his brother, who was polite, hated Caspian so much in his heart. No one knew

would change. Or perhaps, what was displayed in front of

was

Caspian was

deep breath, Caspian calmed down

column that represented going back had become more

time left for him

to Little

“Let’s go…”

went back, it didn’t

contrary, it represented

that mysterious warship that

exactly was the

of existence was

relaxed

contrary, he became even

***

had just ended on the platform at the entrance of the Great

fell to the ground, his eyes wide open and his mouth opened and

for breath,

spat and took the Heaven‘s Edge Pointing Heart Sword and storage

he kicked his opponent‘s body

others saw it, they were all used

Severing Road, there were people who had acquired a lot, and some who had to make use of this final opportunity to replenish

more than three hundred people entered the Great Demon

seven days had passed, only a hundred people had gathered

Only one-third had returned.

reality was more

more than a

of others. After all, the path to Spirit Severing

Edge Pointing Heart Sword,

a while,

caught off

hole was poked

anger on his face, he was kicked down the

a cultivator who looked

a mess,

hard to tell whether it was because of his appearance or his seven

at this moment, he was in a

cultivator opened his storage pouch happily and showed off

gazes of the crowd, he counted them and put them

envy and jealousy, but no

there were six Heaven’s Edge Pointing Heart Swords

killed at least five cultivators on

attack showed that he was extremely

best not to provoke such a person when

not mean that the cultivator would

already tasted the sweetness