The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

“It’s our responsibility to kill Demonic Beasts,” said Head Dog.

“If Demonic Beasts don’t open their eyes and take the initiative to attack us, we can make use of this opportunity to increase our merit.

At that time, we can further improve our status in Crape Myrtle Sect.”

The five subordinates immediately nodded in agreement.

They had no right to suggest or make decisions in this combination.

What they needed to do was to obey Head Dog’s orders.

They would not refuse even if they took the initiative to search for shape-shifting demon, let alone let them continue to pursue Caspian.

“Let’s confirm the direction…” Head Dog looked at one of the people in the team.

The disciple responded and took a step forward.

He bent down, grabbed a handful of soil from the ground, and sniffed it carefully.

Then, he drew the gourd and went to the other places.

He grabbed a handful of mud and sniffed the smell.

After that, he took out eight flags from his bag of holding.

Each flag was of different colors.

He quickly inserted the eight flags in a specific position on the ground, and then flicked his fingers.

Suddenly, streams of spiritual Qi condensed into lines and connected the eight flags together.

If one looked at the eight flags from a unique angle, one would be able to see them forming a unique angle and pointing in one direction.

“Over there! It’s not far from here, within a hundred miles!” The disciple looked excited.

“Good! Since we are so close, let’s finish the task in one go.” Head Dog’s eyes sparkled.

“Let’s go back and interrogate him.

How dare he provoke our Crape Myrtle Sect? What right does he have?”

“Perhaps I’ll be able to find a way out by following the clues.

time comes, the emperor will come out of seclusion and we can offer

the ground, Head Dog waved his

after they

paw print on the ground, a leaf

a few blood-red eyeballs rolled around, facing the direction where Head Dog and the others had just

miles away from here, Caspian put down the Eight Divine

every day for the past few days, he did not waste the tails of the

had time, he would grab a few

after eating more than 200 of them, the fire elemental properties in Caspian‘s body had improved

had 21 fire

from the number, it was not worth

in fact, in order to improve their elemental property, countless cultivators racked their brains

most

although the number was

was gifted

Realm, he had far more

higher than

essence which

points as a cultivator

this realm could reach 10

Spirit Realm with a score of 13 or 14 points was enough to

for Caspian, but if it was put on other cultivators, it might be a gap of a small

I ate two hundred,

bit more, I’m afraid I’ll have to eat four to five hundred…’ Caspian was a bit glad that there were enough

would not be enough for him to eat on his own, let alone take it back

this thought flashed across his mind, Caspian’s gaze indifferently turned towards the direction he was facing off

to what he had just seen, he could meet

their words, Caspian could deduce a lot

were from the Crape

Their target was him.

reason why the other party came to find him

someone to catch

this period of time, Caspian had not relaxed

of these cultivators

it

imitated the Secret Room of Treasure Mountain is still very important to Crape Myrtle Sect. Even if they chased into a place as deep as the Evil Mountain Forest, they still had to go deeper… And it seems that this group of people is very

finally stood up and took out telepathic

he described the situation of the six people, especially Head