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.

everyone knew who would die

out bit by bit, and Silent Lion’s face became

a mixture of

fists tightly and gritted

current situation was completely different from what he

front of them, there was only one way,

gaze fell on the

were Journey and the man

his eyes swept over

was no need to

huge gap between Heavenly Spirit Realm and Holy Land Realm was

Joyce Owen was next.

gaze paused for a moment before turning to Caspian beside

been an example of dying in the darkness and this strange lake above

this moment, Joyce was

at the moment made her look

Journey had just said, cultivators of Holy Land Realm should be far farther than that of the Pulse Control Realm, which could allow the warship to travel

this time, Silent did not dare

was indeed

this also meant that

no way out, Silent didn’t feel that he couldn’t

other party went crazy, smashed the warship with all her strength, dragged everyone to

injured and became the next sacrificial existence in order to kill

did not dare

Pulse Control

under the

that the reason why Journey called everyone over at that

part was vigor

Joyce to Caspian next to

a while, he shook his

realm of Caspian was at The third

the Holy Land Realm Joyce, let alone

the previous conflict, Caspian threw the formation maps in his hand one after another,

than

Silent’s eyes stopped on

and his three

but he was not in a situation where Joyce had