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 primordial

shining nine-story pagoda descended

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

cross history, suppress

I happened to get this tower when I entered the Great cultivator of the Wastelands’ tomb of

of the Great cultivator of the

escape from

roar was loud, there was a hint of viciousness

voice fell, a figure faintly

extremely tall and looked down upon

he appeared, the entire sky began to

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

“How, how dare you…”

dragged the sound

it made Qi and blood in their bodies surge, making their breathing

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

was trying to stop Caspian.

he grabbed the figure’s

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

Mark was almost

still a glimmer of hope

was only despair left

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

worst, he would

the Limit Gate and became an

mind, Mark no longer hesitated and turned to fly away, even ignoring the nine

mind now, which was to hope that Caspian would

strong wish was just his wishful

Caspian seemed to be

completely suppressed the shadow

of the Wastelands was indeed able to easily crush Caspian. However, it was a pity that it was an

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 the phantom power was not worth mentioning in front of

was scattered in

stretched out his hand and reached into the

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

his head to look,