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

like a person pulling a

that he flew toward Caspian at a speed faster than that of a

fell

and the strength was too

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

pieces of gravel, Journey only had

was buried in the

Qi were vigorous, and their Protective Upstanding Qi

or magic treasure, it was almost impossible

ordinary power to directly kill a cultivator of Heavenly Spirit

never have imagined that one day he would die in

caused the surrounding void to melt and

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

greater damage was that Caspian threw Journey into the air as a

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

and mud were still

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

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

like a rainstorm in a region, but in the end, there was a very small open-air Domain without even a drop

frowned as he turned to look at the two of

expression appeared on his

that Yvonne

be more dissatisfied with how he had protected

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

one behind the Gates of Hell comforted him

comfort did not

made him

myself? This fellow’s body is something that I

determined to obtain

currently doing is merely a stubborn

so-called knowing how to deal with me was

with a weak chicken like him who was only at Holy Land Realm? I’m not afraid

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

the man and the woman to prove

up in Caspian’s mind, and he also turned his gaze toward Yvonne and

them were still unable to wake up, they were completely unaware of the murderous look in his

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

after just two steps,

and hit the high platform

was full of anger