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.

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

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

was the only entry-level disciple

what Vic had done after the death of the

this purple-robed man had an extraordinary status in

most of cultivators knew

Soul 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 as

time, the sun above his head seemed

it

fear and

surrounding void began to tremble and

hear the sound of wind and thunder,

might of

This is…

a beat and

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

Caspian’s heart became

best to suppress the instinctive fear

swiftly grabbed a formation map and stuffed it

the moment when he finished doing this, a crack that was hundreds of miles long suddenly

glance, it was as if the sky had split

flowing time feeling that had just

of thousands of

who was squatting on Caspian’s shoulder,

and its upper and lower tooth beds were

“What, what the hell?”

time that

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

pressure and looked up

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

opened its five fingers and stretched out like the blue

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

of Amethyst Palace

breathing came

Realm cultivator tear the void once in the past, and this time, it

such an overbearing majesty. If it were anyone

palm, Caspian had a feeling that there seemed to

his teeth, turned Wave-like Void Bracelet, and rushed into

the middle

the void and then shuttled through