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.

suddenly held

How can this be…

Phew!

green flame went

Caspian was unscathed.

there, looking at the cultivator of the Ghost-killing Pavilion

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

could this be… The

Talking about this…”

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

it was impossible for the skull to put on an expression, at this moment, the cultivator of the Ghost-killing

immediately turned green

mouth curled

fell back to his palm, he clenched

Crack!

desperate scream came from the void, the skull was immediately

Is

of the Ghost-killing

the bottom of the valley bit by

that all the blood in his body had solidified and his hands and

or even a hundred times stronger at this moment, but also because in the process, the cultivator tried to connect with the Nine Dead Ghost Infant Thunder and called it back,

there, and his aura alone cut off the connection between him

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

asked in a hoarse

should not give up, it was still possible for

he didn’t know why, but at this time, waves of desperate thoughts kept surging

made him feel as if his soul

his robe

breathed, he felt as if there was a mountain pressing down on

extremely

Pavilion was

made his eyes hurt

deserve to…

Hong!

he finished speaking, Caspian took a

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

front of the cultivator

ask you… A…

cultivator of the

they would never be able to believe

Realm, in front of a cultivator of the first level of Heavenly Spirit Realm, was as weak as a little white

money am

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