The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

There were more and more oracles around.

These guys’ bodies were weak and real.

When they stopped, they were like a rising light and shadow.

When they moved, they were real.

They were constantly gathering together, layer by layer.

For a time, they gave people a feeling of being densely packed and endless.

As soon as the green powder landed on the body of the oracles, a sizzling sound could be heard.

At the very front, half of the body of the Oracles had almost melted into pus.

But before the pus fell to the ground, it began to flow toward them again.

“Caspian, this is not a good idea!” Fine beads of sweat appeared on Yvonne’s forehead.

She crossed her hands and let the two snakes dance wildly again.

With a crackling sound, more than a dozen oracles were sent flying.

The ground between the two was suddenly cleared.

‘There is no immortal thing in the world.

Where is their weakness?’ Caspian narrowed his eyes.

“Vigor… Oppression…” A familiar voice came from the heart of Caspian.

This voice had not been heard for a long time.

The reminder behind the Gates of Hell scented to wake up the person in his dream, which made Caspian’s eyes lit up.

“Do you mean that these guys are ghosts, so they are most afraid of the pressure of the powerful vigor?”

The other party did not respond, but in Caspian’s view, this was a tacit agreement.

He knew a lot about ghost cultivators.

It could be said that in the entire Earlington of Efrax, there were only five people who knew something about Ghost Cultivator.

So Caspian must be one of them.

The reason why he didn’t think of a way to deal with the other party was that he didn’t know what the oracle was.

After the reminder, Caspian immediately understood.

out that he had been thinking too

as an existence like a zombie and thought

he knew that these guys were at most a little

type of thing, the powerful vigor

strong people With Qi and blood were able to stay

learning how to deal with the oracle, the corners of Caspian’s mouth curled into a smile, he shouted in a low

a ball of blood light quickly condensed between

surged in

swarming over suddenly stopped

there was no fear on their faces, they began to retreat, which showed the fear in

saying goes, their bodies were the most

Yvonne was

turned around again, she saw

boiling water, rolled up angrily and rushed toward

oracle at the front

there was not even a single speck of light left,

who were a bit further away from them would not be able to escape the fate of being

for Caspian to deal

none of them could

Caspian raised his fingertip.

Hong!

blood turned into

no dead end in

air was distorted by the steam,

Caspian and Yvonne had instantly turned into ashes as they screamed and

had only been by their side, leaving a

had cleaned up the

the air gave off a faint refreshing sensation

would be even better if not for the

Caspian. After the pressure dissipated, she regained the bright smile on her

of light appeared in

“Messenger!”

Yvonne glanced

them looked pleasantly

to contact the others with

this mysterious ghost city, messenger had

messenger had lost

oracle had been destroyed, messenger could be used

was sent by Lady

Caspian knew that Lady Maisie, Xander Faris, Solana Gibson and Renee

the message from Lady Maisie,

stairs leading to the sky at the edge of

of the city? The stairs?” Seeing these words, Caspian’s eyes suddenly lit