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.

but everyone knew

lungs was squeezed out bit by bit, and Silent Lion’s

mixture of regret, anger,

tightly and gritted

current situation was completely different from what he had

front of them, there was only one way, either follow Journey

the

the man and

an instant, his eyes swept over the

was no need

between Heavenly Spirit Realm and Holy Land Realm was enough for him

Joyce Owen was next.

paused for a moment before turning to Caspian beside

who followed Joyce here had been an example of dying in the darkness and this

this moment, Joyce

and state at the moment made her look

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

did

indeed

that she had

Pulse Control Realm who had no worries and no way out, Silent

other party went crazy, smashed the warship

was injured and became the next sacrificial existence in

did not

life, Joyce’s, and those Pulse Control Realm

nonentities under the

Silent even suspected that the reason why Journey called everyone

part was vigor that he needed

Joyce to Caspian next to

while, he shook his head

realm of Caspian was at The third stage of Holy Land Realm,

Land Realm

formation maps in his

although this guy’s realm was only higher than Joyce’s, it was not easy to

eyes stopped on

stage of the Holy Land Realm and his three men shrank their

Joyce’s, but he was not in a situation