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.

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

Vic’s and the man’s Divine Souls, which had not disappeared, were drawn out and sealed in

was the only entry-level disciple left of

know what Vic had done after the death of the Valdis

purple-robed man had an extraordinary status in the Ghost

and most of cultivators knew little about this mysterious individual cultivator

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 felt that heaven and earth had changed

head seemed

daytime, but it made people feel gloomy

a kind of fear and oppression

began to tremble and split

hear the sound of wind and thunder,

of the heavens was about to

This is…

and

surroundings as Caspian. It also felt a strong sense of crisis, so as soon as Caspian called it, it

in Caspian’s heart

did his best to suppress the instinctive fear that originated

a formation map and stuffed it

a crack that was hundreds of miles long suddenly

as if

time feeling that had just happened suddenly became hundreds

an instant, the surrounding tens of thousands of miles seemed to

on Caspian’s shoulder, was directly scared at this

and lower tooth beds were

“What, what the hell?”

was the first time that Handsome showed such a

was immediately awakened by a trace of aura after the Gates of

and looked up at the

crack. The palm was so big that it was hard to describe, as if it could pick stars and hold

and stretched out like the blue

palm only needed a slight shake to wipe out

power of Amethyst

breathing came to a

once in the past, and this time, it was

under such an overbearing majesty. If it were anyone else, their souls would have been shattered

seemed to be a pair of eyes behind the palm staring at

Void Bracelet,

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

and then shuttled