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

Why are you still able

to his previous experience, cultivators, who had been trapped in it, should have begun to turn

could not speak

hearing Caspian’s voice, why didn’t the

wondering when Caspian’s

of tens of thousands of

present their treasures in front

this, Mark’s face suddenly swelled to pig liver

to

begun to blur in the colorful light, became as clear as the

This… This…

Mark stopped breathing.

his mind and feel that the dozens of spirit tools surrounding him began to tremble as

tools was like a collapsed bridge, crumbling

a while, Caspian

reappeared in the air and hovered in

party’s face, Mark could no longer

his victory in the past made him feel that he absolutely couldn’t allow any opponent to stand in front of him, let alone look at him with this

Thousand Miles Rainbow Sword!

a red flying sword, which seemed to have been burned and refined, was scarlet all over and showed an extremely

movement, it was like a

control and was

sea of fire all over the sky,

his arm and slightly raised

I’m not afraid that you use magic weapon, but I’m afraid that

stretched out his hand and grabbed at the Myriad Miles

Phew!

but at this

but also the flying sword

Sword had

saved Caspian a lot of effort. The moment it was absorbed into Celestial Punishment, the spirit tool flying sword connected

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

in one strike to vent his

of an eye, the Myriad Miles Rainbow

a stone thrown into

before the waves were stirred

How is this possible!

when he