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 Kunlun…

are you still able to

his previous experience, cultivators, who had been trapped in it, should

not speak or

why didn’t the formation seem to

when

name of this formation, composed of tens of thousands of spirit tools, you can still kill Amethyst Palace Realm, let

of spirit tools, you dare to present their treasures in

ridiculed like this, Mark’s face suddenly

to shout out,

blur in the colorful light, became as clear as the surface of an

This… This…

Mark stopped breathing.

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

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

a while, Caspian

air and hovered in front of Mark

other party’s face, Mark could no longer suppress his

feel that he absolutely couldn’t allow any opponent to stand

Thousand Miles

which seemed to have been burned and refined, was scarlet all over and showed an

movement, it was like a

control and was fiercely killing

fire all over the sky, Caspian

slightly

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

grabbed

Phew!

tidal wave, but at

flames, but also the flying

Miles Rainbow Sword had

of effort. The moment it was absorbed into Celestial Punishment, the spirit tool flying sword

very beginning because in spirit tools,

wanted to kill Caspian in one strike to

an eye, the Myriad Miles Rainbow Sword

a stone thrown

no movement even before the waves

How is this possible!

when he didn’t even make a