The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

Chapter 1596

Sizzle!

The speed was too fast.

The body of the cultivator of the Ghost-killing Pavilion rubbed against the air around him, and even burst out a brilliant spark.

Moments later, his robe began to burn and fall off.

Because spiritual Qi in his body was suppressed, the dignified Master at the third level of Heavenly Spirit Realm couldn’t even activate Body-protection Gang at this moment.

The skin and flesh seemed to be rubbing against a stone, and a large amount of blood oozed out.

Within a few breaths, the cultivator of the Ghost-killing Pavilion had become a bloody man.

The next moment, Caspian swept his arm and threw the other party from mid-air to the ground.

Hong!

The cultivator’s body passed through the lake like a meteorite in mid-air and then smashed into the lake, as if tens of thousands of shells had exploded at the same time.

Bang!

The lake water was blown up hundreds of meters high, revealing the mud-covered bottom of the lake.

The lake water poured down from mid-air like a rainstorm.

Caspian also landed heavily on the chest of the cultivator of the Ghost-killing Pavilion.

Bam!

There was another loud noise.

It was as if a giant was trampling on the earth.

Waves suddenly surged at the bottom of the lake.

The lake kept running.

The area of the lake suddenly expanded and swallowed dozens of miles of the surrounding ground before stopping.

The heavy rain fell from the sky, dense like a curtain of rain.

But when they reached the area around Caspian, they were pushed aside by an invisible force.

Caspian looked at the cultivator of the Ghost-killing Pavilion under his feet indifferently.

No one dared to underestimate a Third stage of Heavenly Spirit Realm Master, even in Heaven’s Edge Sect.

If it was in Efras, it would have been normal for them to be the Headmaster of a sect.

But at this time, the cultivator of the Ghost-killing Pavilion was covered with cracks, like broken porcelain, lying in the mud.

His eyes were full of fear and despair as he looked at Caspian.

what would

it was

hoped that the other party would give him

talk to himself as if

“You said… Soul devouring…”

a trace of fear flashed in

he had expected that it was impossible for the other party to kill him

party must want to know who wanted

Ghost-killing Pavilion was even ready to be

was going to snatch his soul, he could not help

the cruelest

Realm… Is too low…

soul… Might even… cause backfire….” Caspian’s voice came to the ears

cultivator of the Ghost-killing

tone sound

was no one else

cultivator of the Ghost-killing Pavilion was confused,

Caspian was looking at him with his

joy

was like this, the more fearful and desperate the

party didn’t care about him at

Take a

hand and

the head of the cultivator of the

Paw!

cultivator of

this, Caspian was

“Too… Too fragile… Sorry…”

rare for the one behind the Gates of Hell

the expression on his

was covered with

fingers and the body of the cultivator

quickly waved it a few times in

a string of runes written with

while, runes gradually seeped into

piece of the void slowly protruded like a

appeared

young man in gorgeous

master, people would pay attention to his

wrapped around his waist, with purple Qi

noble, and he was superior

“You know… Um… Okay…”

he finished speaking, the black in Caspian’s

Hiss!

moment he regained control of his body, Caspian could not help gasping and pressing between his eyebrows with his

soon as he took over his body, he immediately felt a sharp pain in his brain, as if his brain had been

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