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 no ordinary

didn’t know what means it

make sure whether he had fallen

Caspian’s fingertip and slowly seeped

of spiritual Qi threads reflected his face in the dense

***

rush in, had already discovered that Pulse

wants to

posture of pulling a bow and shooting an arrow in the

golden light emitted a sharp

it condensed into a bow and an arrow in his

light flowed from the

of oppression before the summer thunderstorm

shot out and disappeared into the dense

there

was

not panic

at the corner of his

it seemed that there was a flood

roar came from the depths of

fog collapsed and dissipated, revealing a broken wall

a dead man

this, Silent seemed to think

a bitter look on his face, he cursed and walked toward the big hole he

as he took two steps forward, a look

the

Silent’s breathing became heavy.

bright light flashed in

and rushed to

ran forward, he looked more

he rushed to the wall, his body began

be wrong! This is spiritual Qi! What a strong spiritual

Silent couldn’t help

wall was simple

The hole that had been broken by Silent

thick as nectar, was

in front of the wall, Silent

was standing in

the source of spirit

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