The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell novel Chapter 1747

The last glimmer of hope surged in Elder Lin's eyes.

Caspian pointed at her without hesitation. "You!"

Elder Lin's body trembled. She felt a strong force entering her brain, and then her head swelled rapidly.

Peng!

A stream of blood, mixed with brains and minced flesh and bones, spurted out at a height of three floors.

The dense spiritual Qi dispersed in all directions.

Elder Lin staggered forward two steps and fell to the ground with a bang.

In a moment, only Caspian was still standing in the open space outside council chamber.

This area was full of a strong smell of blood, which made people take a breath as if they were soaked in blood pond.

There were also rolling spiritual Qis scattered from the bodies of these cultivators.

Caspian glanced at the headless bodies and glanced at Elder Lin. He said lightly, "Do you deserve to bargain with me?"

After collecting the storage magic weapons of these cultivators, Caspian crossed the corpses and went straight to the treasury of Cangyang Gate.

Along the way, almost no disciples of Cangyang Gate were seen.

At this time, the sect was in chaos. Countless people shouted and fled everywhere.

Once in a while, these disciples would run away in panic when they saw Caspian from a distance. In the blink of an eye, they had disappeared.

Caspian didn't chase after them.

Not long after, he came to the door of Cangyang Gate's treasury.

After all, it was a sect with Heavenly Spirit Realm cultivators. The treasure house of Cangyang Gate was located in the middle of the mountain and was built in the peak. Looking at the treasure light from outside, it exuded a sense of solemnity.

At this moment, several Elders of Holy Land Realm and dozens of disciples of Pulse Control Realm were guarding in front of the Treasure Vault.

Obviously, they also knew that the Treasure Vault was the foundation of a sect.

If the disciples died, the sect could cultivate some again.

However, if the treasury was gone, it meant that they had lost the soil to train the disciples.

Even if there was a genius, it was impossible for him to grow up.

The group of Elders and disciples looked serious when they saw Caspian.

Even though there were people who were continuously trembling out of fear, no one chose to escape.

Compared to cultivators who were crying and fleeing, this group of disciples was much more courageous.

However, it was just like this.

Looking at the group of Cangyang Gate disciples, Caspian said lightly, "I just want to take back what originally belonged to me."

"I'll protect it to the death..." An Elder raised his head and roared.

Then, his head flew into the sky.

"Why can't you understand human language?" Caspian shook his head helplessly.

“I told you that I just wanted to take back what belonged to me, but you'd been moved by yourself. There's no need for us to continue our conversation since there's no need for us to talk.”

His face darkened. Looking at the remaining group of Cangyang Gate disciples, Caspian's patience was fading quickly.

After two breaths, he shook his head and took a step forward.

This group of Holy Land Realm cultivators and cultivators of Pulse Control Realm tried to intercept Caspian, which was equivalent to more than ten ants. They wanted to form an ant wall to stop a rolling steel chariot.

Bang!

With a series of explosions, the group of cultivators all flew several miles away and fell to the ground. Their faces were as pale as gold paper and their breath was as thin as silk.

Caspian was already standing in front of the Treasure Vault.