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.

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

the man’s Divine Souls, which had not disappeared, were drawn

only entry-level

Divine Soul, Caspian could know what Vic had

this purple-robed man had an extraordinary status

nothing about the Ghost Kill Pavilion, and most of cultivators knew little about this mysterious individual cultivator organization, let alone

of the Ghost Kill Pavilion and get a lot of information about it. After absorbing their spirits into the bell, Caspian suddenly felt that

this time, the sun above his head seemed to be

it was daytime, but it made people feel gloomy and

a kind of fear and

began to tremble and split

nothing could be seen, Caspian could clearly hear the sound of wind

power like the might of the heavens

This is…

a beat and he immediately called

as sensitive to the changes in the surroundings as Caspian. It also felt a strong sense of crisis, so as soon as Caspian called it, it immediately flew over, turned into a little white pig, and squatted on

shock in Caspian’s

suppress the instinctive fear that originated from deep

swiftly grabbed a formation map and stuffed it under the purple clothed man’s

finished doing this, a crack that was hundreds of

was as if the

magnificent, mighty, turbulent, and flowing time feeling that had just happened suddenly became hundreds of

thousands of miles seemed to have become

Caspian’s shoulder, was

and

“What, what the hell?”

time that Handsome

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

resisted the pressure and looked up

see a giant palm stretched out from the crack. The palm was so big that

opened its five fingers and

was as if the palm only needed a slight shake to wipe out the surrounding area of a thousand miles forever, as

power of Amethyst Palace

breathing came to a

in the past, and this time, it

under such an overbearing majesty. If it

feeling that there seemed to be

turned Wave-like Void Bracelet, and rushed into the

chased after Caspian. The sky in the middle of the night was pulled down

void and then shuttled through