The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

The blazing sun, like a giant sword, chopped down on the light of protection talisman.

The light of protection talisman trembled violently.

The man in purple, who was under protection, seemed to be able to hear the soft sound of protection talisman cracking.

The divine thunder burst out a series of dragon roars and followed closely behind.

Hong!

The thick and long thunderbolt pierced through the clouds and fell to the ground like a roaring dragon.

Crack! Crack! Crack!

Everything within a radius of dozens of miles exploded in an instant.

All the stones, woods, and wall piles on the ground were swept away and exploded into powder.

As far as the eye could see, it was a mess.

The light of protection talisman also reached its limit at this moment.

Crack!

With a crisp sound, a crack appeared on the surface of the light film.

Even though this crack was as fine as hair, in the blink of an eye, countless cracks like this appeared on the barrier of light.

At first glance, the film of light was like an egg rolling down from the steps, full of cracks.

“No, no!” The man in purple let out a desperate roar.

Bang!

In the next moment, the film of light exploded.

Caspian held the thunder and lightning like a javelin.

With a swoosh, it pierced through his chest and nailed the man in purple to the ground.

The lightning took root in the ground and rushed into every vein and bone of the purple-robed man.

In an instant, his body swelled up, and all his vitality was crushed, and there was no sound.

Killing this purple clothed man would only take a blink of an eye, but breaking through protection talisman would require a hundred times the effort.

and Flame Severing, showed the Soul-summoning Bell, and pointed at it with his

man’s Divine Souls, which had not

only entry-level disciple

could know what Vic had done after

man had an extraordinary status in the Ghost

and most of cultivators knew little about this mysterious individual

the Divine Soul of the purple-robed man, Caspian could disperse the layer of fog in front of the Ghost Kill Pavilion and get a lot of information about it. After absorbing their spirits into the bell, Caspian suddenly

his head seemed to be

it was daytime, but it made

fear and oppression from the

surrounding void began to

could be seen, Caspian could clearly hear the sound of wind and thunder, like a meteorite

might of the

This is…

heart skipped a beat and

a strong sense of crisis, so as soon as Caspian called it, it immediately flew over,

shock in Caspian’s

suppress the instinctive fear that originated from deep within his

map and stuffed it under the purple clothed

moment when he finished doing this, a crack that was hundreds of miles long suddenly appeared in the

was as if the sky

flowing time feeling that had just

tens of thousands of miles seemed to have become a

on Caspian’s shoulder, was directly scared at this

upper and lower tooth

“What, what the hell?”

time that

mind was also shocked for a moment, but he was immediately awakened by a trace of aura after

pressure and looked up at the

could see a giant palm stretched out from the crack. The palm was so big that it was hard to describe, as if it could pick stars

opened its five fingers and stretched

palm only needed a slight shake to wipe out

power of Amethyst Palace

breathing came to a

Realm cultivator tear the void once in the past, and this time, it was more direct and shocking than the last

overbearing majesty. If it were anyone else,

palm, Caspian had a feeling that there seemed to be a pair of eyes behind the palm staring at

Void

and chased after Caspian. The sky in the middle

and then shuttled through