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.

forward, but at this time, they saw a huge stone

statue had appeared too suddenly, or because it was too large,

them expressionlessly, they showed an extremely obvious look of suspicion and vigilance on their faces, which were

cultivators held their weapons in their

their

the fact that two of them were at the first stage of the Holy Land Realm, the remaining four were at Pulse

Land Realm, and

Caspian’s eyes, they didn’t have the

and frightened bird could be killed with a

people obviously did not know

at Caspian with

almost had no ability to

other party did

people,

have the habit of killing people and

and strength were far lower than

it necessary to

these cultivators, this moment seemed to

have no intention of attacking, so they gathered up their courage and tried to bypass the stone statue and Caspian and continue forward. But just now, they forgot

did not have a gap with the pursuers behind

of their companions, they struggled for

this time was wasted because of their

there was a

and heavy vegetation was all torn

blood, rushed out and formed a circle in an

eyes of the six

filled

time, Caspian couldn’t help

not the short people who rushed out

were already disgusting

hair was wet and stuck to their

faces, they immediately made people feel particularly

same time, Caspian also found that these

other words, in terms of strength, they were higher than Pulse Control

he felt

monkeys were wild beasts, the cultivators should

Land Realm

the next moment, Caspian’s eyes flashed