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.

was indeed

it was, he had to

make sure whether he

condensed on Caspian’s fingertip

faint luster of spiritual Qi threads reflected his

***

already discovered that Pulse Control

a mere formation actually wants

a posture of pulling a bow and shooting an arrow in

emitted a

it condensed into a bow and an

a shout, a cyan light flowed from the arrow to the tip

of oppression before the summer thunderstorm suddenly came from the long

shot out and disappeared into

first, there was no

was full

not panic

at the corner of

it seemed that there was

the depths of the dense fog in front

dissipated, revealing a broken

can a

saying this, Silent seemed to

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

took two steps forward, a look of surprise suddenly

the

Silent’s breathing became heavy.

bright light flashed

and rushed

ran forward, he looked

he rushed to the wall,

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

Silent couldn’t help roaring to

wall was simple and

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

which was as thick as nectar, was gushing out of

front of the wall, Silent took a deep

felt as if he was standing in the

the source of spirit

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