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.

Caspian in the distance pulled his arm back a

was like a

Journey felt that he flew toward Caspian

brushed past Caspian and fell

and the strength was

flew across in mid-air could even be seen with the naked

gravel, Journey only had a badly mutilated head,

of his neck was buried in

and their Protective Upstanding

magical power or magic treasure, it was almost impossible

only used the most ordinary power to directly kill a cultivator of Heavenly

that one day he would die in such an almost impossible

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

most, when people looked at it, they would feel that what their eyes saw was

Caspian threw Journey into the air as a human flesh

the hall, which could accommodate thousands of people,

gravel and mud were still

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

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

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

slightly dissatisfied expression appeared on his

that Yvonne and Bowen had been

be more dissatisfied with how he had protected

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

The one behind the Gates of Hell comforted

comfort did not

him even more

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

determined

currently doing is merely a

knowing how to deal

a weak chicken like him who was only at Holy Land

even more. Obviously, the more he tried to find an excuse for what he

to

mind, and he also turned his gaze

unable to wake up, they were completely unaware of the murderous look

Caspian slowly clenched his right hand, and his

just two steps,

hit the high platform in

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