The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

Chapter 1595

“Haha!” The cultivator of the Ghost-killing Pavilion looked at Caspian and laughed wildly.

His face was full of pride and ridicule.

But, after a while, the expression on his face began to freeze.

Although the smile was still on his face, it seemed to be particularly forceful at this time.

Doubts and embarrassment began to surface.

Because not far ahead, although the green flame was still burning, Caspian’s body was motionless.

And he didn’t even scream.

Could it be that he’s already dead?

The cultivator of the Ghostkilling Pavilion couldn’t help but think of this.

After a moment’s thought, a fierce light flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly swung his arm.

A thick black chain shot toward Caspian like a black python.

The chain moved in the air, and suddenly, there was the sound of flood rolling.

The surrounding void was shaken and folded, as if it was going to break in the next moment.

The chain flew to the front of Caspian and suddenly turned around.

After a few swooshes, it firmly bound Caspian.

However, Caspian’s body still hovered there motionlessly.

He didn’t even resist at the very least.

Seeing this, the cultivator of the Ghost-killing Pavilion breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems that he died the moment he was hit by the Nine Dead Ghost Infant Thunder…

He snorted and looked back and forth at Caspian with unfriendly eyes.

“You’re really lucky.

Otherwise, I would have planned to… Huh?”

Before he could finish his words, the cultivator saw the chain that bound Caspian suddenly move.

Then, the whole chain broke inch by inch.

of the Ghost-killing Pavilion suddenly held

How can this be…

Phew!

green flame

Caspian was unscathed.

at the cultivator of the Ghost-killing Pavilion with his

a light glance, it immediately made the cultivator of the Ghost-killing Pavilion’s heartstrings tighten and his internal

this be… The Nine Dead Ghostly

Talking about this…” Caspian raised his

black skull the size of an adult’s fist was tossed and flung in

it was impossible for the skull to put on an expression, at this moment, the cultivator of the Ghost-killing Pavilion could clearly feel the Rancorous Qi and Nether Spirits inside

cultivator’s face immediately turned

mouth curled up, revealing a mocking

the skull fell back to his palm, he clenched his five

Crack!

desperate scream came from the void, the skull was immediately crushed into pieces, blasted into powder, and

Broken thing… Is

of the

into the

blood in his body had solidified

because the other party suddenly became ten or even a hundred times stronger at this moment, but also because in the process,

and his aura alone cut off the connection between him and magic

you?” The cultivator of the Ghost-killing Pavilion felt

asked in

that he should not give up, it was

didn’t know why, but at this time, waves of desperate thoughts kept surging into his heart like a tide,

but the horrible pressure made him

instant, his robe was

as if there was a mountain pressing down on his

was extremely

Pavilion was still

sweat was flowing into his eyes at this moment, which made his eyes hurt very much, he still looked at Caspian

deserve to…

Hong!

speaking,

rivers were shaking, the sun and moon shaking, stars filling the sky, about

arrived in front of the

want to ask

cultivator of the

they would never

of a cultivator of the first level of Heavenly Spirit Realm, was as

much money am

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