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.

Death Word and Flame Severing, showed the Soul-summoning Bell, and

Vic’s and the man’s Divine Souls, which had not

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

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

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 as

this time, the sun above his head seemed to

daytime, but it made people

fear and oppression from the

void began to tremble and

hear the sound of wind and thunder, like a meteorite

the might of the

This is…

a beat and he immediately

Caspian. It also felt a strong sense of crisis, so as

shock in Caspian’s

did his best to suppress the instinctive fear that originated from deep within

grabbed a formation map and stuffed it

crack that was hundreds of

glance, it was as if

magnificent, mighty, turbulent, and flowing time feeling that had just happened

tens of thousands of miles seemed to

shoulder,

and its upper and lower tooth beds were

“What, what the hell?”

was the first time that Handsome showed such a

shocked for a moment, but he was immediately awakened by a trace of

pressure and looked up

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

fingers and stretched out like

a slight shake to wipe out the surrounding

of

came to

had seen Amethyst Palace Realm cultivator tear the void once in the past, and this

such an overbearing majesty. If it were anyone else, their

seemed

teeth, turned Wave-like Void Bracelet,

Caspian. The sky in the middle of the night was pulled down by the palm like a big

folded the void and