The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

The fire drew out an arc that was thousands of meters long.

There was no violent explosion, no violent fluctuation, or a sea of fire all over the sky.

It was like a sharp knife cutting through the skin.

All of a sudden, the sky was cut open, as if it had been quietly cut open.

Three shivering figures appeared behind the cut.

Every one of them was Holy Land Realm cultivators.

But they were wearing the robe of Heaven’s Edge Sect disciples.

However, the difference was that their robes had the mark of Crape Myrtle Sect.

And there was a small embroidery mark under each mark.

Caspian remembered that he had seen the same embroidery mark on General of Cloud.

“It’s… You…” He spat out a few words.

Although it was intermittent, at this moment, it made people feel as if a black cloud was pressing down on them, filling the city with snow and wind.

One of Holy Land Realm cultivators was still trying to say something, but his lips had just moved.

Before he could make a sound, the fire of Flame Severing burned him into a torch.

Next, the other two could not escape from the same fate.

Except for a palm-sized leaf-shaped magic treasure glowing with green light, the rest of them, including their bodies, magic robes, flying swords, and storage pouches, were all burned to ashes.

When the leaf-shaped magic treasure was sucked into Caspian’s hand, the black color in his eyes quickly faded away and returned to normal.

He heaved a sigh of relief.

Looking at the ashes being blown away by the sea breeze, he shook his head and said, “They must have Crape Myrtle Exquisite Bombs on them.

Isn’t it too extravagant to burn them like this?”

After a while, a faint voice came from his sea of consciousness.

“You have… Me… Why do you still want… Something else…”

“You can’t be relied on.” Caspian shook his head and turned to look at Handsome and Little Candy which were flying toward him.

Handsome, which was full, was lying comfortably on Little Candy’s back with its belly up.

the little white pig and

Candy’s flying speed was

was not as good as Heaven-Earth Chessboard, it seemed that there

seemed that the little tiger had improved a lot during the period when he

over, Little Candy threw itself

pouch under

what Caspian

but storage magic treasures must be

Spirit Realm is

still unsatisfied, but at

Spirit Realm cultivators are delicious,

hot and doesn’t taste

“It’s okay.

in one go.”

Land Realm cultivators who had just been burned to ashes by the fire, but it was drooling

on the storage

was 3 Restriction formation in Mardohar’s storage

formation was torn

were not many good things in Mardohar’s storage

Dragon Whip and the Savage Demon Sacred

was no time to prepare good

all his energy

that crab-like arm of Mardohar

off by Caspian and flew out, it was

arm and

he had never expected that

the storage pouch for

was not expecting anything, his eyes were suddenly

there was nothing special about

smelled a smell

smell of death was

this magic treasure made Caspian feel gloomy and

memories when he came into

thing?” Caspian took

hand was a little lighter than it

texture carved on the

tell what

by using the tip of one’s finger would one

sense to investigate, he

was a space in

space was not

kind of empty environment that caused one’s entire body to feel cold and the hairs on one’s body