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.

in the bones, chasing after

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

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

Caspian used up three Chaos Formation

of 12

of them had

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

in Caspian’s body was far beyond

battle just now, it was almost all

ability was far beyond that of a cultivator at

would be impossible for him to escape from

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

situation, there will not be a long time for me to rest here… I have to recover part of my spiritual Qi as soon

may be some trouble

miss the one behind the Gates of Hell and the Gates of

party’s strength, just to talk to the other party

this thought came to Caspian’s

and he could not afford to

spirit stones into his mouth and chewed them like

the same time, Caspian took

without adding any medicinal ingredients into it, and to

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

stones, Caspian took the opportunity

was very difficult for

injured, his strong self-healing ability

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

and found that there were a total of five

arm, and the wound was about an

deepest part was the shoulder blade

to avoid the palm

days, so it could

fact, this was the

common, the black gas lingered in the wounds, preventing them from

it out, then he was no

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