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 who

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

a mixture of regret, anger, and

tightly and gritted

different

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

on the faces of everyone

the man and

his eyes

was no need to

and Holy Land Realm was

Joyce Owen was next.

moment before

here had been an example of dying in

moment, Joyce

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

said, cultivators of Holy Land Realm should be far farther than that of the Pulse

time, Silent did not dare to

indeed

this also meant that she had no

the 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

if he was injured and became the next sacrificial existence

not

that his life, Joyce’s, and those Pulse Control

under

why Journey called everyone over at that time was probably only a small part of

was vigor

shifted from Joyce to Caspian next

a while, he shook

at The third stage of Holy Land Realm, similar to

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

during the previous conflict, Caspian threw the formation maps in his

showed that although this guy’s realm was only higher than Joyce’s, it

eyes stopped

Holy Land Realm and his

was not in a