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.

already knew what would

was impossible for him to

he only hoped that the other party

himself as if he didn’t care about the other

“You said… Soul devouring…”

two words, a trace of fear flashed in the eyes of the cultivator

expected that it was impossible for the

other party must want to know who wanted to kill

the Ghost-killing Pavilion was even ready to

that the other party was going to snatch his soul, he

the

Is too low… To snatch

even… cause backfire….” Caspian’s voice came to

the Ghost-killing Pavilion couldn’t

party’s tone sound like he was

no one

the Ghost-killing Pavilion was

was

or joy in the other party’s

the more

the other party didn’t care about him at

You… Take

his hand and took

the head of

Paw!

cultivator of the Ghost-killing Pavilion was

Caspian was

“Too… Too fragile… Sorry…”

for the one behind the

expression on his

palm was covered

and the body of the cultivator of

his bloody hand and quickly waved it a few times in

runes written with

gradually

piece of the void slowly protruded like

appeared in the

was a young

first sight of this young master, people would pay

a golden dragon wrapped around his waist, with

and noble, and he was

“You know… Um… Okay…”

the black in Caspian’s eyes

Hiss!

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

Gates of Hell just now, he had not felt it yet. As soon as he took over his body, he immediately felt a sharp pain in his brain, as if his brain had been splashed with

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255