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.

turned around and wanted to continue running forward, but at this time,

didn’t know if it was because the statue had appeared too suddenly, or because it was too large, but when they saw it, they couldn’t help

was looking at them expressionlessly, they showed an extremely obvious look of suspicion and vigilance on their

weapons in their hands in

their bodies like

fact, there were only six cultivators left. Not to mention the fact that two of them were at the first stage of the Holy Land Realm,

Land Realm, and they were

Caspian’s eyes, they didn’t have the strength to fight at

and frightened bird could be killed with a single

did not know the identity and purpose

at Caspian

them, they almost had

other party did not

these people, Caspian

of killing people and snatching

strength were far lower

it necessary to kill

these cultivators, this moment seemed to

a while, they saw that Caspian seemed to have no intention of attacking, so they gathered up their courage and tried to bypass

a

of the death of their

was wasted because of their

there

and heavy vegetation was all

thin figures, wrapped in mud and blood, rushed out and formed a

of the six cultivators instantly

filled with

this time, Caspian couldn’t help but make a

it was not the short people who rushed out of the dense forest,

dirty monkeys were already disgusting

wet and stuck to their

ferocious faces, they immediately made people feel

found that these monkeys

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

felt

demon monkeys were wild beasts, the cultivators should not be

Holy Land Realm cultivators among

next moment, Caspian’s eyes flashed