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The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell novel Chapter 1075

Given Carson’s character, if his strength surpassed Caspian’s, how could he not kill Caspian under such an opportunity?

Using his Outer-body Incarnation showed that Carson was not confident at that time. However, from this point of view, it could be seen that his Immortal Fate was definitely bigger than that of Caspian. Unfortunately, the person behind the Gates of Hell had fallen asleep. Otherwise, Caspian really wanted to ask why others could still get more opportunities than him in the guy behind Gates of Hell’s house.

Carson gritted his teeth and tore off his tattered shirt. He then wiped the wound on his chest with his fingers. A mass of black Qi lingered from his fingertip and cut the wound. Suddenly, the surface of the wound was covered with fine black scales, and the blood no longer flowed.

“Caspian, I admit that your performance just now brought me a great surprise.

In fact, from the time when we were in Myriad Demons Burial Ground, I had guessed that you must have had some Immortal Fates. It was just that you had to know that a person’s luck was absolutely not enough to support him to complete the entire path of immortality. But now…” Carson’s voice gradually lowered.

Under his feet, a large amount of black Qi kept surging up like a group of dancing snakes, his pupils seemed to be bloodshot and turned red.

At the same time, a vague voice came from his throat, “Now, I want you to know, your luck is definitely not comparable to my strength! Demonic pythons!”

An extremely sharp voice came. Caspian only felt a pain in his eardrums. In an instant, tens of thousands of small snakes seemed to have drilled into Caspian’s head and moved around in his brain.

Carson’s body seemed to melt quickly in the black air and sank into it. The black Qi also rose around, like a tall and wide wall, blocking in front of Caspian.

Swoosh!

The black Qi surged slightly, and the sound of heavy objects dragging on the ground came from inside. The thick black Qi began to slowly move toward Caspian. A strong pressure seemed to pull the surrounding void toward this area and continuously condensed.

Caspian narrowed his eyes and looked at the approaching black Qi. The distance between them was getting closer and closer. When the black Qi was less than ten feet away from him, two huge red lanterns suddenly lit up in the black Qi. The next moment, the black light exploded like boiling water.

A python’s head as big as a carriage suddenly rushed out from the depths of the black Qi. It opened its bloody mouth and pounced on Caspian.

The blood-red lantern was the python’s eyes.

As soon as the python’s head arrived, the air was forced to open, and there was a loud sound of surging tides. At this moment, the ground was even more crushed. The python opened its mouth wide. Even an elephant would be devoured, let alone a human being.

The top of Caspian’s head was covered by a huge shadow, and the desperate aura surged violently. But Caspian did not panic at all.

He shook his head and said, “Your Demon Python Form is just like this? I’m so disappointed, and…”

The corners of Caspian’s mouth suddenly curled up. The next moment, he shouted, “Do you think you’re the only one who can become bigger? The Great Blood Sacrifice Method!”

Boom boom!

With two loud explosions, the air gathered together and rolled out in all directions.

Caspian’s feet fell to the ground, as if the earth had taken root. At this moment, his arms became as thick as two 10,000-year-old trees. His arm was covered with dragon-like muscles, like a coiled dragon. He raised his hands high and grabbed the upper and lower jaw of the python’s head the moment the python pressed down.

Hong!

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