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

in his lungs was squeezed out bit by

mixture of regret, anger,

fists tightly and

situation was completely different from what he

only

the faces of everyone

the man

instant, his eyes swept over

was no need to explain

Holy Land Realm was enough

Joyce Owen was next.

paused for a moment before turning to Caspian

been an

moment,

to the others, her expression and state at the moment made her look more like a

fact, if according to what Journey had just said, cultivators of Holy Land Realm should be far farther than that of the Pulse Control Realm, which could allow

time, Silent did not dare to covet

indeed

also meant that she had no

Control Realm who had no worries and no way

if the other party went crazy, smashed the warship

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

did not dare to

those Pulse Control Realm

under

suspected that the reason why Journey called everyone over at that time was probably only a small

part was vigor that he

from Joyce to Caspian

he shook his head

Caspian was at The third stage of Holy Land Realm, similar to

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

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

was only higher than Joyce’s, it was not easy to provoke him in this

the end, Silent’s eyes

Realm and his

he was not