The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

Chapter 1220

His head felt as if it had been hit by a heavy hammer.

His vision was blurred, as if snowflakes were flying everywhere.

His mouth and nose were full of bloody sweetness.

The middle-aged man was lying on the ground at this moment.

He was not in the mood to care about his injury at all.

Because his heart was full of horror and fear at this time.

‘Is he at the third stage of Holy Land Realm like me? This is clearly a human-shaped fierce beast!’

‘Why am I so stupid to provoke such a guy?’

At this time, the middle-aged man was so regretful.

No matter how regretful he was, he couldn’t change the fact that Caspian was chasing after his clansmen.

In fact, the real situation was that Caspian crushed them one-sidedly.

After catching up with the remaining cultivators who fled like crazy, he cut them one by one.

After stamping his head, Caspian walked back to the middle-aged cultivator step by step.

The middle-aged cultivator’s face was full of pain and annoyance.

He had thought that he was at the same realm as his opponent.

Even if he could not defeat the other party, he could still fight him.

In addition, he had an advantage in numbers.

As long as he could hold his opponent back, it would not be a problem for him to take advantage of this advantage and interrogate the other party.

But in the end…

They were all the other party’s younger brothers in front of him.

In the same realm, the advantage of numbers did not exist at all.

Caspian didn’t care about the middle-aged man’s tricks.

middle-aged man and asked indifferently, “What’s the family

Hiss!

man gasped and

party wanted to find his

realm and strength could be ranked third in his

the clan would be in vain in front of Caspian. In other words, he had

on his door, his family would definitely

afford to take the

a bitter face, “You have already

this

of Caspian couldn’t surpass theirs, what kind of scene would it be

sneered and raised his hand to cut

need to thank you

for fear of angering

in the eyes of Caspian, the meaning had completely

raised his knife and was about to fall

was

had no time to care about anything

snot gushed out

can give you whatever you want! I’ll buy

less than an inch

close at hand, the middle-aged man’s face turned pale

withdrew his blade and squinted at the middle-aged

what you can

how much do

middle- aged man’s mouth suddenly became

the price, but I’m afraid that you’ll

middle-aged man know what the

matter what price he

important was what price the other

for a while, the middle-aged man said, “I can give you the Inherited Cultivation

magic? You’re lying to me?” A murderous intent

methods and magics were

Realm cultivator stage, everyone had mastered several

word inheritance in front of the

was created by a certain sect or family, and it was passed

it also had to experience

and magics, including magical powers, which had splashed waves

powerful, but they had some

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