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.

Pavilion suddenly held his breath and widened his

How can this be…

Phew!

burning green flame

Caspian was unscathed.

the cultivator of

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

this be… The Nine Dead

this…” Caspian raised

black skull the size of an adult’s fist

skull to put on an expression, at this moment, the cultivator of the Ghost-killing Pavilion could clearly

cultivator’s face immediately

mouth curled up, revealing a

to his palm,

Crack!

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

Is

of the Ghost-killing

the bottom of the valley bit by

body had solidified and his hands and feet

even a hundred times stronger at this moment, but also because in the process, the cultivator tried to

alone cut off the connection between him

Who are you?” The cultivator of the

he asked

up, it was still possible for him

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

stood there, but the horrible pressure made him

an instant, his robe was soaked

he felt as if there was a mountain pressing

extremely

Ghost-killing Pavilion was still struggling to hold

his eyes hurt very much, he still looked at Caspian

Don’t deserve

Hong!

speaking, Caspian

sun and moon

arrived in front of the

ask you…

The cultivator of the Ghost-killing Pavilion

never be able to believe what they

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

much money am

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