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

shining nine-story pagoda descended from the

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

to cross history, suppress ten thousand devils, completely

I entered the Great cultivator of the Wastelands’ tomb of the Nine Great Amethyst Palace Realm

cultivator of the Wastelands was contained

escape from

roar was loud, there was

a figure faintly

was extremely tall and looked down upon

the entire sky began to tremble,

spirit tool.” Seeing this, Caspian’s eyes lit up and he reached out

“How, how dare you…”

sound for

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

about?” Caspian laughed and stretched

if he was trying to stop Caspian. Compared

he grabbed the figure’s hand and dragged it into

hard the figure struggled and twisted, it could not escape Caspian’s palm

was almost scared out of his

felt that there was still

was only despair left in his

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

worst, he

and became an individual cultivator, he must be a master

and turned to fly away, even ignoring the nine palaces of the Wild Heaven

to hope that Caspian would be more interested in the nine palaces

strong wish was

to be

suppressed the shadow of

post-archean times, the Great cultivator of the Wastelands was indeed able to easily crush Caspian. However, it was a pity

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

the

him suddenly dim, Mark’s heart suddenly

and did not dare to turn his head to look, for fear of