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.

a gust of

shining nine-story pagoda

the little pagoda was only the size of an adult’s palm, when it appeared at this moment, it made one feel as if it was an

history, suppress ten thousand devils, completely crush

the Wastelands’ tomb of the Nine Great Amethyst Palace Realm cultivators in the

Divine Sense of the Great cultivator

escape from

roar was loud, there was a hint

figure faintly

and looked down

as he appeared, the entire sky

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

“How, how dare you…”

figure dragged the sound

bodies surge, making their breathing difficult, and they felt extremely uncomfortable, as if something had

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

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

figure’s hand

could not escape Caspian’s palm and

almost scared out of his

was still a

only despair left in

came from, he had no time to

worst, he

Limit Gate and became

in mind, Mark no longer hesitated and turned to fly away, even

mind now, which was to hope that Caspian would be more interested in the nine palaces of

was

seemed to be pulling a

few moves, he completely suppressed the shadow

able to easily crush

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

image was scattered

into the golden light, putting the nine-story

light behind him suddenly dim, Mark’s heart

to look, for fear of delaying