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.

one urged, but everyone knew who would die this

in his lungs was squeezed out bit by bit,

a mixture of regret,

fists tightly and gritted his

different from what he had

only one way, either follow Journey Doney

the faces of everyone

the man and

instant, his eyes

was no need to explain the

Holy Land Realm was enough for him to dispel

Joyce Owen was next.

moment before

followed Joyce here had been an example of dying

this moment, Joyce was

state at the moment made her look more like

should be far farther than that of the Pulse Control Realm, which

this time, Silent did not dare

indeed

this also meant that she

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

went crazy, smashed the warship with all

if he was injured and became the next sacrificial existence in order to

Lion did not

Pulse Control

nonentities under the

called everyone over at that time

part was vigor that

finally shifted from Joyce to Caspian

he shook

The third stage of Holy Land Realm,

the Holy Land Realm Joyce, let alone Caspian who was in the same realm

in his hand one

higher than Joyce’s, it was not easy

eyes

Holy Land Realm and his three

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