The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

Cidas’ breathing became heavier and heavier, and his nostrils were opening and closing at a visible rate.

His pupils were bloodshot.

The three Pulse Control Realm cultivators standing behind him were also extremely nervous at this time.

The sweat on their bodies almost soaked their whole bodies, even the deck under their feet was covered with sweat.

Cidas’ attitude would decide their lives.

As for resistance, they didn’t even think about it.

They were Pulse Control Realm cultivators, and on this warship, there were several Holy Land Realm cultivators, even a Heavenly Spirit Realm cultivator.

The three of them had no doubt that if they resisted at this time, it meant that they could help the other party save time to choose.

As for abandoning the ship and running away, it was even more ridiculous.

Where could they escape to?

Waiting for the other party’s decision meant that there was still a third chance of survival.

Although this possibility was not up to him.

If he resisted or fled, it would be equivalent to cutting off his own life and giving up the hope of survival to others.

In this case, the person who survived in the end would not thank him, but would also scold him for being too stupid.

Therefore, no one would do such a stupid thing.

Although they were terrified, the three cultivators were still waiting for the judgment of fate.

Silent looked at Cidas impatiently.

In fact, he felt that he had given Cidas enough time to think about it.

Just as Silent was about to speak, Cidas’ tight shoulders suddenly relaxed.

He raised his head and looked at Silent indifferently.

“If we can’t reach the palace this time, it’s your men’s turn next…”

“You don’t need to teach me this,” Silent glanced in the direction of Caspian and then said to Cidas, “Do you want me to help you or do it yourself?”

Cidas did not speak.

He turned around and looked at the three Pulse Control Realm cultivators who followed him.

The three cultivators were shaking violently.

entering Three Sages Mountain was to obtain the qualifications to embark

Sect was gathering, they

they would encounter such a situation where they were going to

Senior Brother Mont… We didn’t

palm, like

stunned and blood

arm out of the

a creaking sound coming from the lake

a while, the stagnant warship started to move forward

forth

cultivators felt their

to say, “Senior Brother Mont, the warship has begun to move, is it

finish his words, the cultivator suddenly

head and saw a

panting heavily behind

soon understood what

the cold eyes

was also panting, but his expression

only be safe if you

cultivator wanted to laugh, but when he opened

words, but he was immediately lifted by the long sword and flew

a swoosh, a black shadow fell

then

opportunity just now, everyone finally saw what was flying down from

was a strange

which

was black, like

were

they gave people a pain as if their skin

was that the big bird wore a golden mask

with a curved mouth and

the giant bird fell just now, it

they were being treated as food by the big bird. Some felt scared, some felt funny, and some felt

the promoted Pulse Control Realm and did not blame

desire to survive would make people do anything, which

could not avoid the

turned around and looked

didn’t

Journey narrowed his eyes.

”Are you blaming me?”

stared at by Journey, Cidas felt his scalp go numb and his knees go

Heavenly Spirit Realm came

suddenly knelt