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.

beasts were like maggots in

his strength was astonishing, he would have probably died under the palm

than an hour before the mosquito flew over, Caspian had

surrounded him. Of the six shape-shifting demons, two were as strong as cultivators

order to get rid of the siege, Caspian used up three

a total of

them had been

only the three formation

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

now, it was almost all used

recovery ability was far beyond that of

would be impossible for him to escape from the encirclement of the demonic

everywhere… It seemed that this guy

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

be some

was inevitable that Caspian began to miss the one behind the Gates

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

came to Caspian’s mind, he

was pressing and he could not afford to

of spirit stones into his mouth

same time, Caspian took out

between heaven and earth without adding any medicinal ingredients

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

Caspian took the opportunity to

for Caspian to

if he was injured, his strong self-healing ability could

were still wounds on his body at this time,

were a total of five wounds

arm, and the wound

deepest part was the shoulder blade on

ago to avoid the palm of Ten

for eight days, so it could be imagined how

fact, this was the

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

could not figure it out, then he

had been injured by the Mantis, he had thought that the black