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.

put away the Death Word and Flame Severing, showed the Soul-summoning Bell, and pointed at it with his

Vic’s and the man’s Divine Souls, which had

was the only entry-level disciple left of Valdis

Caspian could know what Vic had done after

this purple-robed man had an extraordinary status in the

most of cultivators knew little about this mysterious individual

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 soon as he

sun above his head seemed to be isolated in the

it was daytime, but it

was a kind of fear and oppression

surrounding void began to tremble and

the sound of wind and thunder, like

like the might of the heavens was about

This is…

beat and he

strong sense of crisis, so as soon

shock in Caspian’s

instinctive fear that originated from deep within his

and stuffed it

a crack that was hundreds of miles

glance, it was as

turbulent, and flowing time feeling that

of thousands of miles seemed to have become a

squatting on Caspian’s shoulder, was

its upper and lower tooth beds

“What, what the hell?”

time that

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

and looked up at

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

its five fingers and stretched out like the

needed a slight shake to wipe out the surrounding area of a

of Amethyst Palace

came to a

the past, and this time, it was more

an overbearing majesty. If it were anyone else,

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

gritted his teeth, turned Wave-like Void

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

and then shuttled through