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 a sudden, a gust of primordial Qi arose

pagoda descended from the

adult’s palm, when it appeared at this

cross history, suppress ten thousand devils, completely

the Wastelands’ tomb of

the Great cultivator of the Wastelands was contained in

can’t escape from the

loud, there was a hint

figure faintly appeared above the

tall and looked down upon

the entire sky began to

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

“How, how dare you…”

the sound for a long

not loud, when it reached people’s ears, it made Qi and blood in their bodies surge, making their breathing

about?” Caspian laughed and stretched out his

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

moment, he grabbed the figure’s hand and dragged it into

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

was almost scared out of

was still a glimmer

there was only despair left in his

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

worst, he

the Limit Gate and became an individual cultivator, he must be a master

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

that Caspian would be more interested in the nine

strong wish was just his

seemed to be

the shadow of

Wastelands was indeed able to easily

been tens of thousands of years since then. Even if his will remained in spirit tools, the nine palaces Heaven Tower that Mark

image was scattered in three

the golden light, putting the nine-story pagoda into

behind him

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