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

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

flew over, Caspian had just experienced an extremely

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

order to get rid of the siege, Caspian used up

a total of 12 Chaos Formation

them had been used

not only the three formation arrays,

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

now, it was almost

recovery ability was far beyond that of a cultivator

impossible for him to escape from the encirclement of the

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

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

may be some trouble

the one

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

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

was pressing and he could not

two pieces of spirit stones into his mouth and

time, Caspian took out the

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

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

chewing spirit stones, Caspian took the opportunity to check several wounds on his

difficult for Caspian to get hurt

ability could help him recover

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

were a total of five wounds on his

arm, and the wound

part was the shoulder blade

avoid the palm

hadn’t healed for eight days, so it could be imagined how serious it

fact, this

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

still could not figure it out, then he was no

thought that the black fog with an