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.

Ten Thousand Treasures

you still

experience, cultivators, who had been trapped in it, should have begun to turn into pus after such

not

voice, why didn’t the formation seem to affect

wondering when Caspian’s voice

it is really like the name of this formation, composed of tens of thousands of

of spirit tools, you dare to present their treasures

Mark’s face suddenly swelled to pig liver

about to

that Caspian’s body, which had begun to blur in

This… This…

Mark stopped breathing.

that the dozens of spirit tools surrounding him began to tremble as if they had been

spirit tools was like a collapsed

Caspian was safe and

in the air and hovered in front of

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

his pride, and his victory in the past made him feel that he absolutely couldn’t allow any opponent to stand in front

Thousand Miles Rainbow

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

it

and was

the sky,

and slightly raised the

not afraid that you use magic weapon, but

hand and grabbed at

Phew!

like a tidal wave, but at this moment,

but also the flying sword

Rainbow Sword 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 magic weapon he

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

kill Caspian in one strike to vent his

in the blink of an eye, the Myriad

was like a stone thrown

movement even before the waves

How is this possible!

when he