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.

maggots in

vigor was condensed, his body was strong, and his strength was astonishing, he would

before the mosquito flew over, Caspian had just experienced an extremely fierce

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

siege, Caspian used up three Chaos Formation

were a total of 12 Chaos

them had been

the three formation arrays, but also spiritual Qi that

was far beyond that of a cultivator at the same

now, it was

recovery ability was far beyond that of a cultivator at

be impossible for him to escape from

everywhere… It seemed that this guy had spread

for me to rest here… I have to recover part of my spiritual Qi as soon as possible in such a short

there may be

one behind the Gates of Hell and the Gates

just to talk to the other party and ease his

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

he could

into his mouth and chewed them like a

same time, Caspian

and earth without adding

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

the opportunity to

very difficult for Caspian

strong self-healing ability could help him recover

at this time, these wounds could not be easily

a total of five wounds

of them was on the right arm, and the wound was about

the shoulder blade

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

healed for eight days, so it

this

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

could not figure it

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