The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

As soon as this voice sounded, Mark suddenly felt his heart suddenly stop.

All the blood in his body was frozen, his limbs were cold, and his soul seemed to be struggling out of his body.

How is this possible!

After a short breath, Mark trembled, came to his senses, and turned around in a hurry.

In an instant, he saw Caspian hover less than 300 meters away from him.

On Caspian’s right hand, more than a dozen spirit tools were rotating.

Those spirit tools were the most powerful and lethal ones.

The reason why Mark released them at the beginning was to launch a strong attack on the other party, which was the most powerful blow to Caspian from the beginning.

Unfortunately, these magic weapons were all in the hands of Caspian. And he was safe and sound.

The unscathed Caspian was in stark contrast with the roaring explosion in the distance.

“How, how could you…” Mark stammered.

He couldn’t figure out what was going on.

What‘s more, he couldn’t figure out why Caspian would appear here at this moment, not in the center of the explosion.

That was his strongest strike just now. He was even confident that with so many magic weapons, even if the other party was at the Peak of the third stage of Heavenly Spirit Realm, Caspian would be seriously injured and become a piece of dough that Mark could crush. But now, everything was different from what Mark thought.

“It’s quite powerful…” Caspian looked at the mixed light in the distance.

Countless pieces of the sword continued to collide, creating dazzling sparks that scattered in all directions.

Caspian’s eyes turned to Mark, who was stunned like a wooden chicken, and his voice gradually lowered.

“But no matter how powerful it is, it will be in vain if it can’t hit anyone…”

“Impossible! The nine palaces of the Heaven Tower of Desolation!” Mark snapped back to reality.

His eyes were filled with panic and confusion.

At the same time, with a hint of ferocity and cruelty, he reached out his hand and threw it away.

of a sudden, a gust of primordial Qi

nine-story pagoda

appeared at this moment, it

going to cross history, suppress ten thousand devils, completely crush

get this tower when I entered the Great cultivator of the Wastelands’

Great cultivator of the Wastelands was contained

escape

loud, there was a hint

a figure faintly

and looked down upon the

appeared, the entire sky began to

this is really a good spirit tool.” Seeing

“How, how dare you…”

sound for

people’s ears, it made Qi and blood in their bodies surge, making their breathing difficult, and they felt extremely uncomfortable, as if something had pressed down on their chests, and their whole bodies were falling straight

to be so arrogant about?” Caspian laughed and stretched

his huge arm as if he was trying to stop Caspian. Compared with the

next moment, he grabbed the figure’s hand and dragged it

and twisted, it could not escape Caspian’s palm

scene, Mark was almost scared out of

was still a

only despair left in his

came from, he had no time to

worst, he would

his luck, even if he left the Limit Gate and became an individual cultivator, he

to fly away, even ignoring the nine palaces

that Caspian would

strong wish was just

Caspian seemed to be

the

indeed able to easily crush Caspian.

been tens of thousands of years since then. Even if his will remained in spirit tools, the nine palaces Heaven Tower that Mark had obtained was not a peerless divine weapon, so the phantom power

image was scattered in three or

his hand and reached into the golden

the golden light behind him suddenly dim, Mark’s heart suddenly

his head to look, for fear of delaying even a thousandth of a