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 flew quickly in the

speed was faster than he had

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

that the little tiger had improved a lot during the period when he was not

Little Candy threw

pouch under

was what Caspian had told

but storage magic treasures must be left

Realm is

Handsome was still unsatisfied, but at

are delicious,

and

“It’s okay.

all in one go.” Handsome

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

it and focused on the storage pouch in his

formation

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

good things in Mardohar’s storage

most precious treasures, the Transformation Dragon Whip and the Savage Demon Sacred Pillar, had been taken away by

it seemed that there was no time

all his energy on improving his

same time, that crab-like arm of Mardohar

was cut off by Caspian and

the arm and

expected that Handsome still had his scent in its

storage pouch for a

his eyes were suddenly

seemed that there was nothing special about the

smelled a smell of

the smell of

image, this magic treasure made Caspian feel gloomy and

he came into

thing?” Caspian took out

hand was a little lighter than it

the

inspection, one couldn’t tell what sort

one’s finger would one be able to

used his divine sense to investigate, he was immediately

space

was not like the ‘space

that caused one’s entire body