The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

Caspian’s face darkened and a white light shot out from his mouth.

“The God of Thunder!”

Cultivators on the opposite side were far superior to Caspian, so they didn’t expect that Caspian would attack them directly.

What’s more, even if they thought of it, could they avoid the magical power thrown out by Caspian?

With a bang, the cultivator who had just shouted flew dozens of meters away.

He fell into the snow and disappeared.

Black smoke floated out from inside.

Cultivators who had been shouting the last moment suddenly became as quiet as chickens.

They had wanted to make the first move, but now it seemed that this guy was not easy to deal with.

However, the weakest among the seven or eight cultivators was at the third stage of Pulse Control Realm.

In fact, only two of them were Pulse Control Realm cultivators, and the others were Holy Land Realm cultivators.

Therefore, after the initial shock, they regained their composure.

But this time, they were not so reckless.

After they looked at each other, the guy who came to send the big pig’s trotters took a step forward and said, “Calm down.

Don’t fight first, lest you hurt our harmony.”

Caspian didn’t need to think to figure out the purpose of the other party’s visit at this moment, it was obvious.

Therefore, he was too lazy to talk to this guy.

He lowered his eyelids and thought that the blow just now should be heavier and directly tear the roaring guy to pieces.

The cultivator who sent the pig’s trotters did not know what Caspian was thinking at this time.

Seeing Caspian’s obedient look, he thought that Caspian was afraid, so he couldn’t help but straighten his back and said, “It’s like this.

Just now, a thief appeared in our camp and stole something… When we chased after him, we saw him running towards you.”

“You mean we stole your things?” Maya frowned and shouted, “You slandered us!”

This group of cultivators saw that it was a Pulse Control Realm cultivator who spoke, so they did not take her seriously at all.

just sneered and did not

eyes were almost

it was

first stage of the Holy Land Realm, they

most, they were a little

everyone‘s eyes were on him, Caspian raised his eyelids and said with a faint smile,

who sent the pig’s

”It’s me.

it clearly!” The man took a step

his words, he suddenly felt a strong wind blowing

same time, a sharp

Chi la!

the moonlight, on the snowy ground, the cultivator was suddenly torn in half by

blood mixed with hot

cultivator‘s eyes were filled

later, he fell to the

smell of

were stunned for a moment before

eyes were filled with

not even look

and shook the blood on

“Who else saw him?”

How dare you! How dare you kill our… ” The cultivator, who sent the pig’s trotter, was about to report his identity when he suddenly saw Caspian looking up with a faint smile on his

suddenly came to his

kill people

reported himself here, wouldn’t the

this guy, it

the other party escaped, his own clan would likely have to face an

Realm, but he dared

without experience or had

and strength when he killed the Holy Land Realm

out in the cultivator’s mind

of cold sweat broke out on the back of the cultivator who sent the pig’s

the sweat was as cold as iron

immediately came to his senses and cried

had thought

the other people, he felt that this group of people was in a low realm, so he wanted to take advantage of

party had the confidence so

said, ”Who do I dare to kill? Aren’t you going to tell me your

his words, the other cultivators also realized what