The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell novel Chapter 2182

In an instant, Caspian appeared in front of Lord Xian.

The fierce wind almost crushed the space around Lord Xian.

At this moment, Lord Xian's face became distorted.

The purple air around him was blown into chaos.

The golden dragon that appeared behind him seemed to be pushed back into the depths of the void.

"Caspian! I have the Luck of the royal family, so you can't beat me!" Lord Xian glared at Caspian, bit the tip of his tongue, and a golden flame burned above his head.

The flames instantly flowed down and covered his whole body, making him look like a shining saint.

A kind of king's aura that overlooked the world arose spontaneously.

All of the creatures seemed to be kowtowing towards him.

The tower master and the Master of Ghost Kill Pavilion were both shocked.

Although there was not much difference between their realms, at this time, their knees went limp.

"Caspian Montgomery!" Lord Xian's eyes shone like lightning as he looked straight at Caspian. As he raised his hand, a golden flag was waved toward Caspian.

"How dare you call me that?"

Caspian snorted coldly, turned his five fingers into claws, and grabbed forward fiercely.

His sharp nails tore Lord Xian's golden body into pieces.

Lord Xian's body seemed to have been violently struck by the Archean and Grandmist vicious beasts. The sound of beating the leather drum was heard, and blood spurted from his seven apertures and flew backward.

The lingering purple air instantly disappeared.

The Golden Dragon on his back collapsed and disappeared.

"What!"

"Lord Xian!"

The tower master and the Master of Ghost Kill Pavilion shouted.

Lord Xian was sent flying by Caspian with a single move, unable to resist at all.

Just as they were shivering, they suddenly felt a chill in their bodies, and their blood seemed to freeze.

Suppressing the fear in their hearts, they turned around and saw Caspian looking at them.

This time, the leaders of these two forces simultaneously tore open the void in front of them and were about to escape.

"Archean Demonic Soul Symbol!"

At the same time, Caspian pointed out the Devil Slayer Spear.

Swoosh!

The chest of the Master of Ancient Wasteland building was suddenly pierced. He was beaten dozens of miles away like a fierce beast and then nailed in the air.

The Master of Ghost Kill Pavilion felt a golden light flash in front of him, and then his head flew up.

His neck was neatly cut off.

What the Ghost Kill Pavilion mainly did was an assassination transaction.

Over the years, countless cultivators had been killed by the Ghost Kill Pavilion without anyone noticing.

The Pavilion Master of the Ghost Kill Pavilion had never thought that he would die under such means.

However, at this time, the Master of the Ghost Kill Pavilion was still hoping to be lucky.

After all, a cultivator wouldn't die just by cutting off his head.

At this moment, he even smiled proudly. "Caspian! You miscalculated!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the Master of Ghost Kill Pavilion's head melted like a candle and turned into a pool of blood. He suddenly accelerated and flew away.

In the blink of an eye, he was thousands of kilometers away.

This was a type of escape method he cultivated.

He abandoned his body, leaving only his head and Divine Soul. He turned into blood and fled.

As long as he reached a safe place, it wouldn't take long for the cultivator's Dao body to recover.

Therefore, in the eyes of the Master of Ghost Kill Pavilion, Caspian had just cut off his head and helped him a lot.