The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

A look and a few words.

Caspian only did this.

But at this moment, Journey, who was already dozens of feet away, felt as if he had been thrown into ice and snow.

All the blood in his body seemed to freeze.

There was still no expression on Caspian’s face.

It was as if Journey was no match for him at all.

If an adult were to crush an ant to death, would he have to show a happy expression?

No need.

That was the same now.

Caspian raised his hand, and the boiling blood and blazing flames had already swept in front of him.

His five fingers curled slightly.

Buzz!

There was a boom.

The blood and fire that had been rushing towards him suddenly stopped.

Not only that, but at this moment, Journey could also feel a strong force coming from the void around him.

His body couldn’t move, so he stopped in midair.

What made Journey even more desperate and terrible was that spiritual Qi in his body could no longer circulate at this time.

This made him feel unprecedented horror.

What kind of monster was he facing?

Since this fellow was so powerful, why was the fellow only in Holy Land Realm, and why did he have to stay amongst the disciples of the Heaven’s Edge Sect?

There was no sound at all.

Journey saw that magical power that he had released dissipated directly.

If not for the distorted void around him, he would have doubted if he had cast his magical power.

But soon, he was not in the mood to care about this problem.

distance

a person

of movement was very small, but, Journey felt that he flew toward Caspian at

Caspian and fell into the ground like a shocking

and the strength

track that Journey flew across in mid-air could even be seen with the naked eye, as if it had existed

had

neck was buried in

Qi were vigorous, and

power or magic treasure, it was almost

ordinary power to directly kill a cultivator of Heavenly Spirit

would never have imagined that one day he would

had just released only caused the surrounding void to melt and collapse. However, because the process was very short, the damage was actually extremely

they would feel that what their

greater damage was that Caspian threw Journey into the air

ground of the hall, which could accommodate thousands of people,

were still spreading

of Silent Lion, Cidas Mont, and Joyce Owen, who were even closer, were smashed into pieces

Johnson and Bowen Pullman, they were not injured at all under the deliberate protection of Caspian and did not even move a single inch on the trembling

in a region, but in the end, there was a very small open-air Domain

frowned as he turned to

slightly dissatisfied expression appeared

was not dissatisfied that Yvonne and Bowen

more dissatisfied with how he had protected

yet, it is only an accident that I am able to come out this

I temporarily compromise,’ The one behind the Gates of Hell comforted

this comfort did not

him even more

should I comfort myself? This fellow’s body is something

determined

fellow is currently doing is merely a

so-called knowing how to deal with

that case, why should I compromise with a weak chicken like him who was only at

frowned even more. Obviously, the more he tried to find an excuse for what he had just done, the angrier

I kill the man and the woman to

Caspian’s mind, and he also turned his

two of them were still unable to wake up, they were completely unaware of

Caspian slowly clenched his

just two steps,

fist and hit the high platform

full of anger and