The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

The morning sunlight penetrated the mist and shone into the rainforest.

Because of the strong water vapor, the light in the rainforest often gave people a feeling of halo.

A fingernail-sized mosquito was currently flapping its wings as it flew through the air.

Few people would pay attention to the flight track of a mosquito.

But if someone observed carefully at this moment, they would find that the mosquito’s flying was not just like patrolling.

Its head, which was constantly twisting left and right, seemed to be observing the surrounding environment.

Buzz…

After almost the time of a meal, the mosquito found that there seemed to be nothing unusual here.

It immediately flew to next place.

After a while, with a crash, Caspian came out of the mud where the mosquito had just flown.

With the protection of the Water Shade, his body would naturally not be stained with mud and water.

But, his expression was particularly serious.

After staring in the direction where the mosquito had flown off, he sat down cross-legged, took out some Red Willow Fire Scorpions’ tails, stuffed them into his mouth, and began to chew.

Eight days had passed since the last time the Ten-thousand-thought Savage Dragon tried to suppress him. During these eight days, Caspian could clearly feel that the situation was getting more and more tense every day.

In the beginning, he could basically rest for one or two hours.

Of course, this kind of rest was not for physical recovery, but for nourishing his injuries.

The wounds that had been struck out by the mantis demon had completely healed after constantly killing demonic beasts and absorbing vigor over the past few days.

But because of this, there were more new injuries.

In particular, the injury caused by the palm of Ten Thousand Thought Savage Dragon had not recovered yet.

As a Holy Land Realm cultivator, Caspian had the strength to kill a Heavenly Spirit Realm cultivator, which was indeed amazing.

However, his current upper limit was not enough to deal with many shape-shifting demonic beasts stronger than Heavenly Spirit Realm.

these demonic beasts were like maggots in the bones, chasing after him without

it weren’t for the fact that Caspian’s vigor was condensed, his body was strong, and his strength was astonishing, he would have probably died under the palm

mosquito flew over, Caspian had just experienced an extremely fierce

early-stage of wisdom demonic beasts surrounded him. Of the six shape-shifting demons, two were as strong as cultivators of the second stage of

to get rid of the siege, Caspian used

a total of

five of them had been

not only the three formation arrays, but also spiritual

in Caspian’s body was far beyond

in the battle just now, it was almost all

condition that Caspian’s recovery ability was far beyond that of a cultivator at

him to escape from the encirclement

the Ten-thousand-thought Savage Dragon are everywhere… It seemed that

current situation, there will not be a long time for me to rest here… I have to recover part of my spiritual Qi as soon as possible in such a

may be

the one behind the Gates of Hell and the Gates

other party’s strength, just to talk to the other party and ease his mood, it

to Caspian’s mind, he threw it

he could not

stuffed two pieces of spirit stones into his mouth and

same time, Caspian took out

without adding any medicinal ingredients into it, and to

of spirit stones in Caspian, since he had time at the moment, he would also refine some Spirit-recovering

opportunity to check several wounds on

difficult for Caspian

self-healing ability could help him recover in

body at this time, these wounds could

that there were a total of five wounds on his

arm, and the

part was the

to avoid the palm of Ten Thousand Thought Savage

so it could

this was

injuries all had one thing in common, the black gas lingered in the

it out,

when he had been injured by the Mantis, he had thought that the black fog with an aura of destruction had