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.

Mirage White Tiger carried the little white

Candy’s flying speed was

not as good as Heaven-Earth Chessboard, it

a lot during the

flying over, Little Candy threw itself into

threw a storage pouch under its body

what Caspian

storage magic treasures must be

Realm is so

unsatisfied,

that Heavenly Spirit Realm cultivators are delicious, then don’t think about Holy

and

“It’s okay.

swallow it all in one

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

it and focused on

was 3 Restriction formation in Mardohar’s storage

with a sweep of Caspian Divine Sense, the restriction formation was

good things in Mardohar’s

the Transformation Dragon Whip and the Savage Demon

that there was no time to

energy on

same time, that crab-like arm of

Caspian and flew out, it was

eating the arm and then went to

expected that Handsome still had his scent in its

through the storage

expecting anything, his eyes were suddenly attracted by one purple and golden

that there was nothing

smell of death on the

smell of

terms of image, this magic treasure made Caspian feel gloomy

memories when he came into contact with ghost

Caspian

was a little lighter than

texture carved on the surface

couldn’t tell what sort of pattern

of one’s finger would one be able

Caspian used his divine sense to

was a space in the

space was not like the

that caused one’s entire body to feel cold and the hairs on one’s body to stand