The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

Chapter 1293

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.

Caspian in the distance

a person pulling

Journey felt that he flew toward

Caspian and fell

speed was too fast and the strength

could even be seen with the naked

of gravel, Journey only had

his neck was buried in the ground, which

were vigorous, and their Protective Upstanding Qi was

not for the powerful magical power or

most ordinary power to directly kill a cultivator of Heavenly Spirit

day he would die in such an

melt and collapse. However, because the process was very short, the damage was actually

looked at it, they would feel that what their eyes saw

that Caspian threw Journey into the air

the hall, which could accommodate

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

Cidas Mont, and Joyce Owen, who were even closer, were smashed into pieces under the

at all under the deliberate protection of Caspian and did not even

there was a very small open-air Domain without even a drop of rain, as if it had been forgotten by

he turned to look at the

slightly dissatisfied expression appeared on his

not dissatisfied that Yvonne and Bowen had been

seemed to be more dissatisfied with

haven’t fully occupied this body yet, it is only

compromise,’ The one behind the Gates of Hell comforted him like

comfort did

it made him even more

myself? This fellow’s body is something that I have taken a

determined to

currently doing is merely

how to deal with

compromise with a weak chicken like him who was

find an excuse for

to prove that I am not afraid or

popped up in Caspian’s mind, and he also turned his

up, they were

steps forward, Caspian slowly clenched his right hand, and his joints made crackling

after just two

his fist and hit the high

punch was full of anger and

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