The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

“Caspian, you won’t be able to escape today.

Let’s see how long you can keep stubborn!” Mark gnashed his teeth.

As soon as he finished speaking, Mark exerted his spiritual Qi fiercely.

All of a sudden, the treasure light was shining brightly.

Large pieces of the void melted and fell off.

Black holes continuously appeared one after another, devouring terrifying power, forming shackles of fate, wishing to drag Caspian into the endless abyss, crush him, turn him into pieces.

“I want you to die without a burial place!” Mark’s eyes were full of hatred.

“If you are swallowed into the black hole, there will be no more traces of your existence in this world.

Even if your Heaven’s Edge Sect Headmaster takes action, you will not be able to reincarnate!”

With Mark’s continuous roars, the light of these spirit tools became more and more dazzling.

In the purple and red light, there was even a beautiful fairy voice.

At the same time, there was a fairy dancing, which made people feel as if a fairyland was coming.

Great killing intent, great illusion!

Caspian could tell at a glance that with Mark’s ability, he definitely could not set up such a beautiful and murderous formation.

Moreover, Caspian had only heard of and had never seen a magic weapon setting up a formation before.

Today was also the first time.

Therefore, Caspian concluded that Mark’s Ten Thousand Treasures Kunlun, which was used to deal with him, must have come from a certain secret realm or relic that he had entered.

Not to mention the methods of setting up the formation, the dozens of magic weapons used in setting up the formation were extremely rare.

Now that Caspian had seen it, the formation should belong to him!

Seeing the layer upon layer of light covering him becoming thicker and thicker, and the figure of Caspian becoming more and more ethereal, as if he would be completely destroyed at any time.

Seeing at this, Mark suddenly grinned.

“The disciple of Heaven’s Edge Sect, who could defeat many elders and make the head master return in defeat, were just so-so? Since I’ve killed him today, it means that I’m stronger than the elders of the Limit Gate!”

Suddenly, Mark heard Caspian’s voice coming from the treasure light.

Thousand Treasures

still able

trapped in it, should have begun to turn into pus after such a long

could not speak

voice, why didn’t the formation seem to

was wondering when Caspian’s voice sounded

of this formation, composed of tens of thousands of spirit tools,

their treasures

being ridiculed like this, Mark’s face

to shout out, his eyes

that Caspian’s body, which had begun to blur in the colorful light, became as clear

This… This…

Mark stopped breathing.

feel that the dozens of spirit tools

connection between spirit tools was like a collapsed bridge, crumbling and about to

Caspian was safe and

and hovered

smile on the other party’s face, Mark could no longer suppress

victory in the past made him feel that he absolutely couldn’t allow any opponent to stand in

Miles Rainbow

been burned and refined, was scarlet all over

movement, it was like

under Mark’s control and was fiercely

sea of fire all over the sky,

his arm and slightly

that you use magic weapon, but I’m afraid that you don’t use

and grabbed at the Myriad Miles

Phew!

fire was like a tidal wave, but at this moment, it was immediately sucked in by Celestial

also the

Miles Rainbow Sword had never been refined by

had saved Caspian a lot of effort. The moment it was absorbed into Celestial Punishment, the spirit tool flying sword connected with Caspian’s bloodline and became

sword from the very beginning because in spirit tools, the flying sword

Caspian in one strike

eye, the Myriad Miles Rainbow Sword

was like a stone thrown into

was no movement even before the waves were

How is this possible!

when he didn’t even