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

Caspian’s vigor was condensed, his body was strong, and his strength was astonishing, he would have probably died under the palm of

before the mosquito flew over,

shape-shifting stage, and nearly a hundred early-stage of wisdom demonic beasts surrounded him. Of the six shape-shifting demons, two were

rid of the siege, Caspian used up

total of 12 Chaos Formation

them

only the three formation arrays, but also spiritual Qi that Caspian originally felt was

Caspian’s body was far beyond that of a cultivator at

just now, it was almost all

under the condition that Caspian’s recovery ability was far beyond that of

him to escape

eyes of the Ten-thousand-thought Savage Dragon are everywhere… It seemed that this guy had spread his divine thoughts to every corner of the

here… I have to

there may be some

to miss the one behind the Gates of Hell and the Gates

if he couldn’t use the other party’s strength, just to talk to the other party and ease his mood, it

to Caspian’s mind,

he could not afford to

pieces of spirit stones into his mouth and chewed them like a crispy

Caspian took

biggest feature of the furnace was to absorb spiritual Qi between heaven and earth without adding any medicinal ingredients into it, and to condense it into an extremely

stones in Caspian, since he had time at

the opportunity to check several wounds on

difficult for

injured, his strong self-healing ability could help him recover in

since there were still wounds on his body at

counted and found that there were a total of

them was on the right arm, and the wound was

the shoulder blade

avoid the palm

injury hadn’t healed for eight days, so

this was

thing in common, the

it out, then he was

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