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

are you still able to

had been trapped in it, should have begun to turn

not speak or

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

was wondering when Caspian’s voice sounded

of tens of thousands of spirit tools, you can still kill Amethyst Palace Realm, let alone Heavenly Spirit

dare to present their treasures in front of me? Hah!” Caspian

this, Mark’s face suddenly swelled

about to shout out, his eyes

had begun to blur in the colorful light, became

This… This…

Mark stopped breathing.

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

tools was like a collapsed

Caspian was

and hovered in front of Mark

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

him feel that he absolutely couldn’t allow any opponent to stand in front of

Thousand Miles Rainbow

been burned and refined, was

random movement, it was like a

Mark’s control and was

the sky, Caspian was not

raised his arm and slightly raised the

magic weapon, but I’m afraid that

hand and grabbed at the Myriad Miles Rainbow

Phew!

a tidal wave, but at this moment, it was immediately

but also the

Sword had never been refined by

into Celestial Punishment, the spirit tool flying sword connected with

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

in one strike to

blink of an eye, the Myriad Miles

a stone thrown into

before the

How is this possible!

when he didn’t even