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

pagoda descended

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

cross history, suppress ten thousand devils, completely crush

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

cultivator of the Wastelands

escape from the

though the roar was loud, there was

figure

tall and looked down

entire sky began to tremble, revealing

this is really a good spirit tool.” Seeing this, Caspian’s eyes lit

“How, how dare you…”

the sound for

it reached 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

What’s there to be so arrogant about?” Caspian laughed and stretched out

figure extended his huge arm as if he was trying to stop Caspian.

he grabbed the figure’s hand and dragged it into

twisted, it could not escape Caspian’s palm and was absorbed little

Mark was almost scared

there was still

only despair left in

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

worst, he

if he left the Limit Gate and became an individual cultivator, he must

turned to

only one thought in his mind now, which was to hope that Caspian would be more

wish was just his

seemed to be pulling

completely suppressed the

to easily crush Caspian. However, it was

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

image was scattered in three or five

reached into the golden

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

head to look, for fear of delaying even a