The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

At first, it was just a sporadic cry.

But as he got closer, Caspian found that the noise was getting more and more intense, like the sound of summer rainstorm pouring on the banana leaf.

“It’s so noisy…” Caspian frowned and looked up.

As his eyes passed the tall stone statue, the huge leaves dozens of meters in front of him suddenly shattered.

The knife light swept through the rain and flew around like snowflakes.

Accompanied by several figures rushing out, there was a very strong hot, humid, and bloody smell.

The first to enter Caspian’s sight were seven or eight cultivators in simple and crude armor, but at this moment, their bodies were almost covered with blood.

These cultivators were covered in blood and mud, and even their appearances could not be seen clearly.

They stumbled and rushed out.

Immediately, someone stumbled and fell into the muddy water.

Before the others could react, Caspian saw a long arm suddenly stretch out from the dark jungle behind them and roll around the cultivator‘s waist.

In the blink of an eye, the cultivator was dragged back.

By the time everyone around him realized what was going on, a shrill scream came from the jungle, and then it was swallowed by the sound of scalp explosion.

“Little Thirteen!” Someone in the cultivators cried out in grief.

It sounded like a woman. It seemed that this woman seemed to want to rush back to save him, but she was immediately stopped by the people around her.

“Let’s go! Let’s go!”

“We must take the things back! Thirteen will never come back!”

“Don’t forget why we’re here! Before we came, we were all ready to die!”

The man’s continuous roars instantly made the people who were almost on the verge of collapse recognize the current situation.

Everyone’s eyes were bloodshot, as if they were soaked in blood.

Obviously, they had just experienced a fierce fight.

Moreover, it seemed that they had suffered a great loss.

continue running forward, but at this time, they saw

appeared too suddenly, or because it was too large, but

them expressionlessly, they showed an extremely obvious

cultivators held their weapons in their hands in

their bodies like iron

left. Not to mention the fact that two of them were at the first stage of the Holy Land Realm, the remaining four were at Pulse Control

six of them were at Holy Land Realm, and they were at the

they didn’t have the

heavily injured and frightened bird could be

these six people obviously did not know the identity and purpose

looked at Caspian with obvious

them, they almost had

other party did not

people, Caspian

of

strength were far lower than

it necessary to kill and

cultivators, this moment seemed to be

of attacking, so they gathered up their courage and tried to bypass the stone statue and Caspian and continue forward. But just now,

not have a gap with the pursuers

of their

was wasted because of their

the next moment, there

and heavy vegetation was all

wrapped in mud and blood, rushed out and formed a circle

eyes of the six

filled with fear

time, Caspian couldn’t help but make

was not the short people who rushed out of the

monkeys were already

stuck to their bodies, stained with

ferocious faces, they

also found that these monkeys

in terms of strength, they were

he felt a

these demon monkeys were wild beasts, the cultivators should not be so

two Holy Land

moment, Caspian’s