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 pulled

a

was very small, but, Journey felt that he flew toward

past Caspian and fell into the ground

fast and the strength

across in mid-air could even be seen with the naked eye, as if it had

the large pieces of gravel, Journey only had a badly

was buried in the ground, which was

and their Protective

magical power or magic treasure, it was

most ordinary power to directly kill a cultivator of

would never have imagined that one day he would die in such an almost impossible

released only caused the surrounding void to melt and collapse. However, because the process was very short,

at it, they would feel that what their eyes saw was a

was that Caspian threw Journey into the air as a

which could accommodate thousands

the distance, the gravel and mud were still spreading and surging like

Joyce Owen, who were even closer, were smashed into pieces under the impact of

and Bowen Pullman, they were not injured at all under the deliberate

region, but in the end, there was a very small open-air Domain without even a drop of rain, as if it had been forgotten by the heavy

as he turned to look at

slightly dissatisfied expression

not dissatisfied that Yvonne and

to be more dissatisfied

haven’t fully occupied this body yet, it is only an accident that I am

one behind the Gates of Hell comforted

comfort did

made him even more

fellow’s body is something that I have taken

am determined to

currently doing is

to deal with me was

like him who was only at Holy

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

woman to prove that

Caspian’s mind, and

unable to wake up, they were completely unaware of

Caspian slowly clenched his right

after just two steps,

hit the high platform in front

full of anger and