The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell
Chapter 1217
Blood gushed out from Yates Gandi’s wrists, shoulders, chest, lower abdomen, and ankles.
After the sword radiance penetrated his body, its power did not decrease.
Like eight long nails, it nailed Yates Gandi straight to the ground.
“I’m not convinced!” Yates Gandi roared.
The fresh blood in his mouth dyed his teeth red, his expression looked like that of a crazed demon, extremely ferocious.
A dazzling white light emerged from his chest.
In the white light, the shape of a small sword could be faintly seen, which was being condensed.
He was seriously injured and his life source was losing rapidly.
It was much more difficult for him to cast magical power than before.
This was similar to the fact that Jones Henry did not have enough spiritual Qi at that time and could not use his spiritual Qi. However, with the support of anger, Yates Gandi’s magical power gradually condensed.
The small sword became clearer and clearer, and the light was dazzling.
It was about to break out from a white light.
The surrounding void seemed to be frozen at this moment.
Just like in the middle of summer before the thunderstorm, there was a suffocating smell in the air.
“Caspian, if you have no follow-up means, just wait for me to kill you! I will tear the entire swamp into pieces.
I don’t believe you can escape!”
Yates Gandi’s eyes widened with endless resentment.
Before this, he had never suffered such humiliation.
The little sword became more and more condensed.
The powerful edge of the sword kept cutting in all directions.
“Almost, almost!” Yates Gandi stared at his chest with a grim smile.
But, a touch of white suddenly appeared in the void in front of him.
This white light was fundamentally different from the white of the sword light. It was like snow and ice.
coldness unique
is this?” Yates Gandi was stunned, and then he saw the flying snow all over the sky pressing
the ice awl, like a spear, stabbed straight into the small sword that was
Gandi roared
another three or five breaths, the
of the Heavenly Spirit Realm made a move, it could
now, because of such a small gap, his efforts were
was
they had appeared out of
he was exasperated, a bolt of lightning followed closely behind. Lightning interweaved in a tight dragnet
Sizzle sizzle sizzle!
Crack! Crack!
up, his spiritual Qi was
intense pain also accelerated his thinking at this
of all kinds of strange actions that Caspian had
spear, then the long saber with thunder and
Yates Gandi felt a burning
and looked at the flames falling toward him like falling meteorites, with disbelief in his
hell was
the same as what Caspian had
that he
them in the air for a while,
did not move the ice and snow, the long saber did not explode the thunder and lightning, and the heavy shield did not ignite
all these appeared one
had a feeling that these things were like Caspian
is
Yates Gandi was blown into the air, he
him that this was
Fist shadow appeared in front of him in an
eruption of the Strangulation of an Angered Dragon made the blood
next moment, the God of Thunder appeared and opened a pair of big
Yates Gandi smiled bitterly.
had
time, he had
whether it was martial arts techniques or magics, was exactly the same as
was clearly much higher than his
own strength, he would definitely be able
that the other party
he did not expect that
wonder the other party dared to snatch the Corpse
not only had a helper
About The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell - Chapter 1217
The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell is the best current series of the author Liu Ya. With the below Chapter 1217 content will make us lost in the world of love and hatred interchangeably, despite all the tricks to achieve the goal without any concern for the other half, and then regret. late. Please read chapter Chapter 1217 and update the next chapters of this series at novelebook.com