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

Candy’s flying speed was

it was not as good as Heaven-Earth

the little tiger had improved a lot during

Little Candy threw itself into Caspian’s

a storage pouch under

what Caspian had told it

people, but storage

Realm is

Handsome was still unsatisfied, but at the same time,

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

is too hot and doesn’t taste good,”

“It’s okay.

all in

it was unknown if it was thinking of the three Holy Land Realm cultivators who had just been burned to

it and focused on the storage pouch

formation in

with a sweep of Caspian Divine Sense, the restriction formation was torn into pieces, and then he

good things in Mardohar’s

the Transformation Dragon Whip and the Savage Demon Sacred Pillar,

seemed that there was no time

his energy on improving his

same time, that crab-like arm of Mardohar appeared in his

cut off by Caspian and

arm and then went to

saw Handsome, he had never expected that Handsome still

rummaged through the storage

anything, his eyes

was nothing special about the bell

a smell of death

of death

image, this magic treasure made Caspian feel gloomy

only had similar memories when he came

thing?” Caspian took out

hand was

the surface was

tell what sort

would one be able to sense that

divine sense to investigate, he

space

not like the ‘space

caused one’s entire body to