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.

gust of primordial Qi arose from

pagoda descended from the

only the size of an adult’s palm, when it appeared at this moment, it made

was going to cross history, suppress ten thousand devils,

the

the Great cultivator of

escape from

the roar was loud, there was

his voice fell, a figure faintly appeared above the small

extremely tall and looked down

soon as he appeared, the entire sky began to tremble, revealing a domineering

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

“How, how dare you…”

dragged the sound for

making their breathing difficult, and they felt extremely uncomfortable, as if something had pressed down on their

about?” Caspian laughed and stretched out

as if he was trying to stop

the next moment, he grabbed the figure’s hand and

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

almost scared out of his

there was still

was only despair left in his

other party already knew where he came from, he

worst, he

if he left the Limit Gate and became an

turned to fly

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

wish was just his wishful

this moment, Caspian seemed to be pulling a fishing

moves, he completely suppressed the shadow of the

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

palaces Heaven Tower that Mark had obtained was not a peerless divine weapon, so the phantom power was not worth

was scattered

reached into the golden

light behind him suddenly dim, Mark’s

his head to look, for