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 his breath and widened his

How can this be…

Phew!

the burning green flame went

Caspian was unscathed.

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

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

The Nine Dead Ghostly Infant

about this…”

of an adult’s fist was tossed and flung

skull to put on an expression, at this moment, the cultivator of the

immediately turned

curled up,

fell back to his palm,

Crack!

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

Broken thing… Is also

cultivator of the Ghost-killing

this scene, his heart sank into the bottom of the valley bit by

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, the cultivator tried to connect with the Nine Dead Ghost Infant Thunder and called it back, but he could not get

aura alone cut

of the

he asked in

should not give up, it was still possible for him to escape with his

waves of desperate thoughts kept surging into his heart

just stood there, but the horrible pressure made him feel as if

robe was

there was a mountain

was extremely

the cultivator of the Ghost-killing Pavilion was

his eyes at this moment, which made his eyes hurt very

Don’t deserve to…

Hong!

speaking, Caspian took a step

the mountains and rivers were shaking, the sun and moon shaking, stars filling

of the

ask

The cultivator of the

never be

cultivator of

money am I

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