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

How can this be…

Phew!

green flame

Caspian was unscathed.

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

The Nine Dead

this…” Caspian

the size of an adult’s fist was tossed and

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 the

face immediately turned

curled

skull fell back to his

Crack!

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

Broken thing… Is also a…

cultivator of the Ghost-killing Pavilion

into the bottom of the valley

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

was not only 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

party stood there, and his aura alone cut

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

swallowing hard, he asked in a hoarse

not give up, it was still possible for him

this time, waves of desperate thoughts kept

party just stood there, but the horrible pressure made him feel as if his soul was

an instant, his robe was soaked

if there was a mountain

was extremely difficult

the cultivator of the Ghost-killing Pavilion was still

eyes hurt very much, he still looked

deserve

Hong!

speaking, Caspian took a step

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

of the cultivator of the

ask you…

cultivator of the Ghost-killing

any of cultivators saw this, they would never be able to

in front of a cultivator of the first level of Heavenly Spirit Realm, was

much money am I

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