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 primordial Qi arose

nine-story pagoda descended from the

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

cross history, suppress

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

Sense of the Great cultivator of the Wastelands was contained

can’t escape from

though the roar was loud, there was a hint of

figure faintly appeared above the small

and looked down upon

entire sky began to tremble, revealing

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

“How, how dare you…”

sound for a

blood in their bodies surge, making their breathing difficult, and

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

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

grabbed the figure’s hand and

matter how hard the figure struggled and twisted, it could not escape Caspian’s palm and was absorbed little

almost scared out of his

there was still a glimmer of

only despair left

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

worst, he

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

longer hesitated and turned to fly away, even ignoring the nine palaces of the

to hope that Caspian would

strong wish was just his

this moment, Caspian seemed to be pulling

moves, he completely suppressed the shadow of

the post-archean times, the Great cultivator of the Wastelands was indeed able to easily crush

Heaven Tower that Mark had obtained was not a

was scattered

the golden light, putting the

light behind him

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