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The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell novel Chapter 1886

Feeling wisps of Divine Sense coming towards them; Caspian frowned and turned to leave.

It was not because he was afraid of these people, but because he felt that it was troublesome.

He had already taken away the true precious treasures here. As for the remaining people, if they had any other needs, then they could find them themselves. Caspian didn't want to waste time.

The Wave-like Void Bracelet began to spin. Just as Caspian was about to leave, a long roar came from a distance. "Hold on, Taoism peer!"

The voice was a greeting, but the ground under Caspian's feet suddenly trembled. A huge hand made of sand covered an area of forty to fifty acres and grabbed toward the air.

The surrounding dust rose like a mountain, rising from the ground.

Caspian immediately let go of Wave-like Void Bracelet and stomped down.

Peng!

As soon as the giant palm was formed, it was crushed into pieces by one foot. It turned into stones and fell down with a deafening roar.

In the sandstorm, one of the cultivators immediately turned pale with anger in his eyes.

However, taking advantage of this opportunity, the three cultivators also rushed to a place less than 300 meters away from Caspian.

The sandstorm did not calm down. Like a tidal wave, it was blocked by an invisible wall and stopped in the distance.

In the sandstorm, six cultivators in dark yellow robes flew up and hovered above the sandstorm.

On the other side, Caspian also saw that the lightning rushing over was not a magic weapon, but cultivators riding demonic beasts.

Obviously, those demonic beasts had been tamed safely. They looked like horses, with scales all over their bodies.

The scales were surrounded by lightning. The lightning that Caspian had seen before came from these demonic beasts.

Caspian recognized the seven or eight cultivators riding on these demonic beasts at a glance.

"Tiangang Sect." Caspian snorted heavily.

The disciples of the Tiangang Sect obviously recognized Caspian at once, and their eyes were shining with joy.

At the last spot, the multicolored light, which had disappeared hundreds of miles away, also appeared again at this moment. It was like a light curtain that connected heaven and earth, moving with the wind and stopping about eighty miles away from Caspian.

In the faint light and mist, there were six cultivators, men and women.

The male cultivators were handsome and the female cultivators were beautiful. From afar, they looked like a pleasing painting, making people's hearts palpitate.

Before the other two sides could open their mouths, a cultivator with a loud voice in the Tiangang Sect immediately shouted, "The Chuchen Sect and the Wanxia Palace, there is nothing for you to do here. You can leave now!"

The cultivator's gaze turned towards Caspian after his words sounded out. He grinned hideously, "Kid, we've managed to find you. You can’t escape this calamity!"

"Haha, it turns out that the reward of the Tiangang Sect is given to yourselves. Doesn't that mean that you want to build a memorial arch and..." The person who spoke deliberately lengthened his voice and slowly flew up from the cultivators of the Chuchen Sect. He said with a faint smile, "It's obvious that the Chuchen Sect saw this person first, but now you want to monopolize him. This is a little too disrespectful to the Chuchen Sect and the Wanxia Palace."

The cultivator of the Chuchen Sect, who was talking, tied up the Chuchen Sect and the Wanxia Palace with one sentence at this time, putting the Tiangang Sect on the opposite side.

Normally, if they competed with each other in the strength, the Chuchen Sect and the Wanxia Palace naturally did not dare to challenge the overlord of this place, the Tiangang Sect.

But in this blessed land, at this moment, once the Chuchen Sect and the Wanxia Palace joined forces, the cultivators of the Tiangang Sect would definitely be at a disadvantage.

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