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

are you still

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

not speak

hearing Caspian’s voice, why didn’t the formation seem to

when

really like the name of this formation, composed of tens of thousands of spirit tools, you can still kill Amethyst

now, with tens of spirit tools, you dare to present their treasures in front of

Mark’s face suddenly swelled

about to shout out, his eyes suddenly

begun to blur in the

This… This…

Mark stopped breathing.

and feel that the dozens of spirit tools surrounding

a

while, Caspian was

air and hovered in

Seeing the cold smile on the other party’s face, Mark could

made him feel that he absolutely couldn’t allow any opponent to stand in front of him, let alone look at him

Miles Rainbow

the surrounding treasure light, a red flying sword, which seemed to have been burned and refined, was scarlet all

movement, it was like a

was under Mark’s control and was fiercely

all over the sky, Caspian

and slightly raised the

that you use magic weapon, but I’m afraid that you

stretched out his hand and grabbed at the Myriad Miles

Phew!

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

also the flying sword were taken away

Sword had

was absorbed into Celestial Punishment, the spirit tool flying

beginning because in spirit tools, the flying sword was the most

Caspian in one strike to

in the blink of an eye, the Myriad Miles Rainbow Sword had

a stone thrown into

was no movement even before the waves

How is this possible!

he didn’t even make