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.

sudden, a gust of primordial Qi arose from

shining nine-story pagoda descended from the

size of an adult’s palm, when it appeared at this moment, it

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

happened to get this tower when I entered the Great cultivator of the Wastelands’ tomb of the Nine Great

Sense of the Great cultivator of the

escape

there was

fell, a figure faintly appeared

and looked

as he appeared, the entire sky began to tremble, revealing a

seems that this is really a good spirit tool.” Seeing this, Caspian’s eyes lit up and he reached out to

“How, how dare you…”

dragged the sound for a long

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

to be so arrogant about?” Caspian laughed and stretched out his hand to break the

he was trying to stop Caspian. Compared with the palm of the figure, Caspian’s

next moment, he grabbed the figure’s

hard the figure struggled and twisted, it could not escape

scene, Mark was almost scared

was still a glimmer of hope

there was only despair left in his

party already knew where he came from, he had no time to care about

he

became an

Mark no longer hesitated and turned to fly away, even ignoring

was only one thought in his mind now, which was to hope that Caspian would be more interested in the nine palaces of the Wild

strong wish was just

seemed to

he completely suppressed the shadow

indeed able to easily crush Caspian. However, it was

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 was

illusory image was scattered in three or five

stretched out his hand and reached into the

golden light behind him suddenly dim, Mark’s

panic and did not dare to turn his head to look, for fear of delaying even a thousandth of