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

was squeezed out bit by bit, and Silent Lion’s face became more and more

was a mixture of

tightly and gritted his

different from what

there was only one way, either follow Journey

gaze fell on the faces of

Journey and the man and woman

eyes swept over the

was no need to explain

Realm and Holy Land Realm

Joyce Owen was next.

gaze paused for a moment before

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

moment,

at the moment made her look

Realm should be far farther than that of the Pulse Control

this time, Silent did not dare to

was indeed left

this also meant that she had no way

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

the other party went crazy, smashed the warship with all

was injured and became the next

Lion did not dare to

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

were all nonentities under the

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

vigor that he

finally shifted from Joyce to Caspian next

a while, he shook his head

at The third stage of Holy

didn’t want to touch a second stage of the Holy Land Realm Joyce, let alone Caspian who was in the same realm

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

showed that although this guy’s realm was only higher than Joyce’s, it was not easy to provoke him in

end, Silent’s eyes stopped

and

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