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The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell novel Chapter 827

.”Hu…”

When they saw that the white mist was visible to the naked eye, they knew that the formations were activated.

The cultivator who rushed to the back slipped and stumbled forward.

The moment he fell, he was surprised to find that there was a thick layer of ice under his feet.

It was smooth and translucent, making it impossible for anyone to stand.

And at this moment, the ice continued to spread around.

With a bang, the cultivator fell heavily to the ground.

All of a sudden, the ice layer cracked like a dense spider web.

Hearing the noise behind him, the other two cultivators subconsciously looked back.

In addition to their fallen companion, they also saw the white fog surging in the void, as if there was a terrible demon hidden in it, constantly rushing toward them.

Such a horrible scene made their scalps tingle.

With their hearts pounding, they hurriedly turned their heads and wanted to leave at a faster speed.

But as soon as they turned around, they saw an ice wall not far in front of them.

The ice wall was full of sharp spikes.

Each ice spike was five to six feet long.

Under the sunlight, the surface of the spikes even reflected a cold light like a weapon.

The pupils of the two cultivators contracted rapidly.

For some reason, they had a feeling at this moment.

If they didn't have enough time to stop, they would be instantly stabbed into a sieve.

With a roar, the leading cultivator shook his wrist, pulled out two long black sabers, and slashed toward the ice wall.

"Riverless Huge Wave Cut!"

In an instant, the saber radiance rolled out like a tide.

In an instant, the air seemed to be crushed into pieces by the saber light. With broken light and shadow, the ice spikes were all cut off in an instant, and the ice wall was blown into pieces.

Broken ice cubes flew all over the sky in an instant.

The sunlight even reflected rainbows.

The scene was beautiful, but the leading cultivator felt colder and colder in his heart.

Behind the ice wall, there was a terrifying heat gushing out.

The heat was like a volcano erupting, hiding behind the ice wall.

It was as if Caspian had already prepared everything and expected them to break the ice wall, waiting for them to take the initiative to take the bait.

At the same time, Caspian in the distance said, "Fire."

Hong!

In the cold wind and broken ice that were surging wildly in the air, a stream of blood-like red suddenly spurted out.

It was as if the morning sun had just leaped to the horizon, and the bright red light was instantly spewing out in all directions.

The snow that was still white the last moment instantly turned into a red world.

The ice and snow melted, and the flames rushed toward the cultivator in front like gods of anger.

There was still a long way to go, but the leading cultivator had already felt a burning pain on his cheek and arm.

The blazing flames fluttered about, leaving him with no choice but to temporarily avoid the blades.

After glancing behind him with hatred, he had to return to Domain where he had just rushed out.

At the same time, the cultivator, who had been chasing after him, quickly avoided him.

As for the one who slipped by the ice and snow, by the time he reacted, the flame had already rushed to him.

The half face that was not blocked by the mask was full of horror and despair.

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