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.

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

had not disappeared, were drawn out and sealed in

was the only entry-level disciple left of

Soul, Caspian could know what Vic had done after the death of

purple-robed man had an extraordinary status in the Ghost

Pavilion, and most of cultivators knew little about this mysterious individual cultivator organization, let

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 felt that heaven and earth had changed

above his head seemed to be isolated

around, it was daytime, but it made people feel

fear

void began to

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

might of the

This is…

and he immediately called

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

in Caspian’s

to suppress the instinctive fear that

grabbed a formation map and stuffed it

crack that was hundreds of miles long suddenly appeared in

glance, it was as

flowing time feeling that

the surrounding tens of thousands of miles seemed

who was squatting on Caspian’s shoulder, was directly scared

trembling and its upper and lower

“What, what the hell?”

was the first time that Handsome showed such a scared

immediately awakened by

the pressure and looked up at the

a giant palm stretched out from the crack. The palm was so big that it was hard to

and stretched out

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

power of

came

Palace Realm cultivator tear the void once in the past,

freeze under such an overbearing majesty. If it were anyone else, their souls would

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

gritted his teeth, turned Wave-like Void Bracelet, and

mid-air and chased after Caspian. The sky in the middle of the night was pulled down by the

and then shuttled