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.

like maggots in

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 of Ten Thousand Thought Savage Dragon eight

before the mosquito flew over,

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

the siege, Caspian

total of 12 Chaos

them had

it was not only the three formation arrays, but also spiritual Qi that Caspian

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

the battle just now, it was

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

would be impossible for him to escape from the

seemed that this guy had spread his divine thoughts to every corner of

will not be a long time for me to rest here… I have to

be

inevitable that Caspian began to miss the one behind the

talk to the other party

this thought came to Caspian’s mind, he threw

and he could not afford

two pieces of spirit stones into his mouth

same time, Caspian took out the

earth without adding any

huge amount of spirit stones in Caspian, since he had time at the moment, he would also refine

the opportunity to check

was very difficult for Caspian to get

self-healing ability could

wounds on his body at this time, these wounds could not be

were a total of

on the right arm, and the

the shoulder blade

strike was made several days ago to avoid the palm of Ten Thousand Thought Savage

hadn’t healed for eight days, so it

fact, this was the

thing in common, the black gas lingered in the wounds,

could not figure it out,

the Mantis, he had thought that the black fog with an aura of destruction had come from