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.

urged, but everyone knew who

bit by bit, and Silent Lion’s face

mixture of regret, anger, and

his fists tightly and gritted his

current situation was completely different from what he had

front of them, there was only one way,

on the faces of everyone

Journey and the man and woman beside

an instant, his eyes

was no need

Realm and Holy Land Realm was enough for

Joyce Owen was next.

gaze paused for a moment before turning to

two Pulse Control Realm cultivators who followed Joyce here had been an example of dying in the darkness and this strange

moment, Joyce

expression and state at the moment made her look more

of Holy Land Realm should be far farther than that of the Pulse Control Realm, which could allow the warship

at this time, Silent did not

indeed

that she had

Pulse Control Realm who had no worries and no way out, Silent didn’t feel that he couldn’t kill

crazy, smashed the warship with all her strength, dragged everyone

the next sacrificial existence in order to kill

did not

Joyce’s, and those Pulse Control

nonentities under

suspected that the reason why Journey called everyone over at

part was vigor that he needed

from Joyce to Caspian

a while, he

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

the Holy Land Realm Joyce, let

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

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

eyes

second stage of the Holy Land Realm and his

low as Joyce’s, but he was not in a situation where Joyce had no