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

know what means it was, he had to

had to make sure whether

Qi condensed on Caspian’s fingertip

spiritual Qi threads reflected his face

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who was the first to rush in, had already discovered

formation actually wants to

his arm, Silent made a posture of pulling a bow and shooting an arrow

emitted

an instant, it condensed into a bow and

flowed from the arrow to the tip of the

oppression before the summer thunderstorm suddenly

and disappeared into the

first, there was

Silent’s face was full of

did not panic

at the corner of

seemed that there

roar came from the depths of the dense fog in front

collapsed and dissipated, revealing a broken wall and a

can a dead man

this, Silent seemed to

and walked toward the big hole he had

steps forward, a look of

a while, the suspicion

Silent’s breathing became heavy.

light flashed in his

few steps forward and rushed to the hole in

forward, he looked more

rushed to the wall,

This is spiritual Qi! What

ecstasy, Silent couldn’t help

was simple and

ancient object from 20,000 years ago. The hole that had been broken by Silent was about the size of

was as thick as nectar, was gushing out of the

front of the wall, Silent

as if he was standing in the Spirit

sure, it was the

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