The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

Half of the National Master’s body was buried in the ground.

And, half of his head collapsed.

If it was an ordinary cultivator, even if he did not die, he would be seriously injured and would not be able to move.

But the Nation Master jumped up from the ground as soon as he landed.

Except for the strangely sunken head, he didn’t feel any pain in other aspects, let alone hurt himself.

Seeing this scene, Caspian cannot help sighing, “A zombie really is strange.

It won’t hurt even if it’s cut open.”

The Nation Master stood up exasperatedly.

The first thing he did was to look at the Eight Divine Ruler in his hand.

The next moment, the green ghost fire in his eyes jumped violently because of surprise.

There was no response from the Eight Divine Ruler!

There were only two possibilities for such a result.

First, there was no spiritual Qi in this person’s body. The second possibility was that this person did not use spiritual Qi.

The Nation Master looked up and threw a glance at Caspian with his remaining eyes.

Seeing that the other party was actually a foot off the ground and standing in the air, the ghost fire in the Nation Master’s eyes suddenly expanded.

‘This guy is flying!’

In the era of the Nation Master’s survival, the environment and the realm of cultivators were not so detailed now.

Moreover, he had never seen a flying cultivator before.

Therefore, seeing this scene at this moment, Nation Master could no longer remain calm.

Even though he was a zombie that could scare people to scream, he couldn’t help exclaiming when he saw Caspian standing in the air.

The Nation Master felt that if his heart was still beating, when he saw this scene at this time, his heartbeat would stop suddenly!

‘This guy is definitely a cultivator, and not an ordinary cultivator!’ Nation Master stared at Caspian and muttered with his crooked mouth.

Since the other party had taken the initiative to admit the identity of cultivator, the first possibility was naturally denied.

Then there was only the second possibility left.

his

help but reach out to touch his

he touched the tentacle, his body

his extraordinary strength and

in mid-air had

National Master, the cultivator even disdained to use spiritual

he couldn’t even see his opponent’s movements clearly, let alone withstand his opponent’s

his own head, it was much easier to explain why it had only sunk in

not

‘This guy…’

green ghost fire, showing

of emotion

a damn Body

expect that there would be a Body Refiner after twenty thousand years…” The Nation Master’s fingers that were

this time, he saw Caspian stretching out

fingers

for a moment and immediately recalled the half

‘Ten more…’

it

of this, the Nation Master began

years it had been since

“Tear this fellow apart!”

suddenly waved his

gave orders to the surrounding

had not received the Nation Master’s order before, so

could become Corpse Generals, they must have

but they could also use their magics when

receiving the Nation Master’s order, the group of Corpse Generals suddenly rushed

and horrible rays of light swept toward Caspian, surging like black tides and falling like

darkness, tens of millions of

the black, the sound of chains dragging the ground, the sound of bones chewing,

seemed to be completely

from a distance, the Nation

there calmly without any action

only because of the shock caused by Caspian’s

just by standing there, Caspian made him feel

of pressure, like a rabbit meeting a tiger, came from the depths of

the most instinctive

staring at Caspian. He saw

met in an

Master’s

you have many people, so you can defeat me?” Caspian, who was gradually swallowed