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

that Caspian’s vigor was condensed, his body was strong, and his strength was astonishing, he would have probably died under the palm of Ten Thousand Thought Savage Dragon eight

hour before the mosquito flew over, Caspian had just experienced

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

get rid of the siege, Caspian used up three Chaos Formation arrays at

were a total of 12

far, five of them had

not only the three formation arrays,

beyond that

the battle just now, it was almost all used

was under the condition that Caspian’s recovery ability was far beyond that of

for him to escape

of the Ten-thousand-thought Savage Dragon are everywhere… It seemed that

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

be some trouble

that Caspian began to miss the one behind the Gates

to the other party and ease his mood, it was still not

moment after this thought came to Caspian’s mind, he

was pressing and he

pieces of spirit stones into his

Caspian

heaven and earth without adding any medicinal ingredients into it, and to condense it into an extremely pure

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

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

for Caspian to get

ability could help him

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

and found that there were a total of five wounds on his

arm, and the wound was about

part was the shoulder blade on his

several days ago to avoid the palm of Ten Thousand Thought

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

fact, this

the black gas lingered in the wounds, preventing

it out,

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