The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

Chapter 1287

When Caspian crossed the bronze door, he couldn’t help frowning and muttering, “Why is the smoke so thick?”

In front of him, smoke billowed.

It was not the kind of black smoke with soaring evil Qi, but just like a light smoke gushing out when burning straw and firewood.

However, the smoke was not hot or choking.

Otherwise, Caspian would have thought that someone had set a fire here.

Although it didn’t cause people to cry, it made people unable to see clearly what was happening in front of them.

The people who came in before Caspian and the others could no longer be seen.

Caspian said to Yvonne and Bowen behind him, “Follow me closely…”

Before his voice died away, Caspian found that the two people behind him had disappeared.

His eyes narrowed, and his spiritual sense immediately spread out.

When he crossed the bronze gate, Caspian could clearly sense that Yvonne and Bowen were a step behind him.

Moreover, he did not feel anyone taking them away at all.

If someone could do it under the eyes of Caspian, then this person’s realm and strength were definitely far above Caspian. In that case, there was no reason for the other person to let Caspian go alone.

However, right now, the two of them had indeed disappeared in front of Caspian. Even spiritual sense could not capture their whereabouts.

It was as if these two people had disappeared behind Caspian.

When he found that his spiritual sense could not detect them, Caspian immediately retreated.

He remembered that he had only taken five steps after entering the bronze gate.

But after taking a dozen steps back, he was still surrounded by the smoke.

The bronze door seemed to have disappeared as well. He seemed to be trapped in a strange space.

The smoke around him was surging, as if there was a gloomy ghost face smiling at him.

Caspian slowly stood up straight.

There were indeed some tricks behind the bronze gate.

indeed

that he didn’t know what means it was, he had to start with the

had to make sure whether he had fallen

on Caspian’s fingertip and slowly

Qi threads

***

had already discovered that Pulse Control Realm cultivators following

mere formation actually wants to

posture of pulling a bow and

golden light emitted

condensed into a

shout, a cyan light flowed

of oppression before the summer thunderstorm suddenly came

out and disappeared into the dense

first, there was

was full

not

even a sneer at the corner of his

while, it seemed that there was a

came from the depths of the dense

thick fog collapsed and dissipated, revealing a broken wall and a big

can a

seemed to think

he cursed and walked toward the big

took two steps forward, a

a while, the suspicion turned into

Silent’s breathing became heavy.

bright light flashed in

hurriedly took a few steps forward and

he ran forward, he looked

the wall,

be wrong! It can’t be wrong! This is spiritual Qi!

couldn’t help

wall was

20,000 years ago. The hole that

thick as nectar,

front of the wall, Silent

if he was standing in the Spirit

was the source of

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