The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

“Vigor of cultivators is far beyond that of mortals, so we have more time to travel,” Journey’s voice came.

His words were faint, but it gave people a feeling of temptation.

Everyone immediately looked up and found that it was as Journey had said.

The warship was still moving forward.

They were clearly close to the palace.

When the accident happened before, they could only see the outline of the palace like a triangular awl.

But now, they could already see the cornices and pavilions on the surface of the palace.

“This palace is built from an empty island,” said Yvonne.

A moment later, she looked over and said.

The others had also heard her words.

However, they could no longer focus their attention on the palace in front of them.

In particular, Silent Lion and Cidas Mont’s cultivators were all in a daze. Because they all knew that once vigors of the two cultivators were exhausted, it would be their turn.

Right now, the only thing they could do was hope for this warship to walk a bit faster and further.

In fact, reality was always disappointing.

And this disappointment came so quickly.

The warship that was moving, under a wave of scalp numbing creaking sounds, gradually slowed down, and then completely stopped.

Cidas leaned on the side of the ship, looked down, and then said to everyone with a pale face, “It’s coming again…”

Once again, the white bone arm firmly grabbed the warship.

In the darkness above everyone’s heads, the sound of flapping wings came at the same time.

An intense danger continued to suppress the souls of everyone present like an army pressing down on a realm.

Everyone understood that it was time for someone to make a sacrifice.

The several Pulse Control Realm cultivators present, especially the six or seven people around Silent and Cidas, trembled at this moment.

knew who would

by

was a mixture of regret, anger,

his fists tightly and

situation was completely different from what

only one

on the

Journey and the man

his eyes swept over the

need

and Holy Land

Joyce Owen was next.

for a moment before

had been an example of dying

moment, Joyce

and state at the moment made her

Holy Land Realm should be far farther than that of the Pulse Control Realm, which could allow

at this time, Silent did not dare to covet

was indeed

also meant that she

of the Pulse Control Realm who had no worries and no way out, Silent didn’t feel that he couldn’t kill

the other party went crazy, smashed the warship with all

if he was injured and became the next sacrificial existence in

not dare

his life, Joyce’s, and those Pulse Control Realm cultivators’ lives were not much

all nonentities under

this time, Silent even suspected that the reason why Journey called everyone over at that time was

vigor

eyes finally shifted from Joyce to Caspian next to

he shook his

third stage of Holy Land Realm, similar to

to touch a second stage of the Holy Land Realm Joyce, let alone Caspian who was in

formation maps in his hand one after another, and there was a

guy’s realm was only higher than Joyce’s, it was not easy to provoke him

the end, Silent’s eyes stopped

Holy Land Realm and

realm was as low as Joyce’s, but he was not in a