The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell novel Chapter 1922

As Caspian's voice fell, the spiritual Qi in his body suddenly spurted out.

Swoosh!

Instantly, countless sharp arrows seemed to shoot around.

In the void, the sound of arrows tearing the air could be heard.

The white mist was instantly penetrated and torn apart.

In the scattered white mist, countless ghost shadows appeared again and again.

The evil ghost cried, roared, and all kinds of voices were suddenly heard.

These evil spirits were not afraid of being discovered by Caspian.

In their eyes, Caspian was food. If they ate him, they could make up for it. There was nothing to be afraid of.

Therefore, in the face of Caspian, these evil spirits and demonic souls became more arrogant.

As they let out creepy, cold laughter, they gathered together.

After a while, streams of black airflow formed a thick and huge black shadow in the air, covering the sky and the sun. It kept pressing down and almost made people breathless.

The black shadow, along with an indescribable wail, constantly changed. Sometimes, it turned into a ferocious face, which condensed into scales all over its body. The demonic god with long horns on its head sometimes dispersed, turning into countless fierce evil spirits. They were either cut at the waist or tongue-tied. In an instant, people felt as if they had fallen into hell.

"Tsk, brat, stop putting on airs."

"Although this place is no longer Minghe, we are all souls and Demonic Souls coming from Minghe. You can't deal with us."

"Your struggle can only intensify your pain."

"You might as well give your body to us and let us eat you, and then you join us. We can also give you some preferential treatment for your sensibleness."

"Hiss, don’t talk nonsense with him. I haven't eaten meat for hundreds of years. Let me eat it!"

At this moment, the sinister face that was condensed spoke different words, at the same time releasing different voices, extremely strange.

And every word it uttered seemed to carry a bloody smell.

When ordinary cultivators faced it, they would be scared out of their wits in an instant.

"You deal with it, or I will take care of it?"

After a while, Caspian slowly uttered a sentence.

These words sounded a little incoherent to the souls.

However, they obviously had lost their patience.

"I haven't eaten meat for a long time. I can't help it!"

This face suddenly opened its mouth like a black hole and roared.

In the next moment, two black Qis emerged from the giant mouth like black dragons.

There were tens of thousands of faces and beasts in each black gas. They were constantly changing, revealing different expressions, such as angry roars, crying, and roaring.

Inside the black gas, the sound of teeth crunching could be heard, as if they were chewing bones. It made people's bones turn cold.

In an instant, the black air surged to the front of Caspian and crossed with each other, as if to swallow Caspian alive.

At the same time, Caspian also heard the sound of knocking behind the Gates of Hell deep in the sea of consciousness.

"I'm... coming... just in time... I am hungry..."

It was not difficult for Caspian to deal with these souls. It could even be described as easy.

However, Caspian knew that if he took action by himself, he would kill them directly, which was equivalent to beating them to death.

That was to say, destroying them! But it would not help him much.

But the one behind the Gates of Hell was different.