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

strength was astonishing, he would have probably died under the palm of Ten Thousand Thought Savage Dragon eight

an hour before the mosquito flew over, Caspian had just experienced an

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

Caspian used up three Chaos

total of 12 Chaos

five of them had been used

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

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

the battle just now, it was

recovery ability was far

to escape from

It seemed that this guy had spread his divine thoughts to every

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 short

be some trouble

was inevitable that Caspian began to miss the one behind the Gates of Hell and the

use the other party’s strength, just to talk to the other party and ease

this thought came to Caspian’s mind, he threw it

he could not afford

stones into his mouth

time, Caspian took

between heaven and earth without adding any medicinal ingredients into it,

Caspian, since he had time at the moment, he would also

chewing spirit stones, Caspian took the opportunity to

difficult for

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

there were still wounds on his body at this time,

found that there were a total of

on the right arm,

deepest part was the shoulder blade on

several days ago to avoid the palm of

for eight days, so it could be imagined

this was the

the black gas lingered in the

still could not figure it out, then he was no longer

that the black fog with an aura of destruction