The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell novel Chapter 828

"You..." The leading cultivator managed to squeeze out a word.

At this moment, he couldn't look away at all.

At this moment, in front of him, Caspian seemed to be pinching a dead dog and he punched the cultivator sealed in the stone wall.

Although it was a cultivator of Holy Land Realm, he had no ability to resist in the hands of Caspian.

"Stop!" The leading cultivator suddenly realized what Caspian was going to do and roared.

Caspian glanced at him as if he was looking at a fool.

"Have you ever thought of stopping when you wanted to kill me?"

Caspian threw the cultivator in his hand to the ground and stamped hard on it.

Peng!

Immediately, the red and white spread on the ground as if they had knocked over a dye shop.

A dark red line, like an earthworm, was locked by Caspian's eyes.

This was what Caspian was looking for.

"Demon Phyton Form's Essence Blood."

Caspian's two fingers moved as fast as lightning. He suddenly squeezed the ball of blood essence into the Divine Wood tripod.

The blood essence that had been obtained from James Steinbeck earlier helped Caspian recover most of his injuries.

Now, if he could successfully get the blood essence in the bodies of the four cultivators, Caspian was confident that it could shorten his cultivation time to the third stage of Pulse Control Realm!

At this moment, in his eyes, these four cultivators were not only enemies, but also the stepping stone for his promotion.

Since that was the case, he could not let them go.

Of the four cultivators, one of them had just been crushed by Caspian, and the other was burned to death by the flames.

A trace of fear flashed across the eyes of the remaining two.

The leader of the cultivators had intended to give it his all.

However, after seeing Caspian kill one of his companions without hesitation, most of the courage he had just mustered disappeared.

"He still wants to kill someone." The leading cultivator was shocked when he saw Caspian looking at him.

His gaze swept across his companion, who was lying on the ground not far away with his entire body scorched black and his breathing as thin as a silk thread. He slowly moved his feet to the other side. The long saber in his hand was clenched tightly, and rolling spiritual Qi was constantly surging in his tendons and vessels.

If Caspian wanted to kill this companion, Caspian must get closer.

As long as Caspian came over, he was confident that he could give Caspian a fatal blow!

After all, he was cultivator of Holy Land Realm.

The release of spiritual Qi could kill the enemies!

While he was thinking about this, the leading cultivator suddenly saw Caspian smiling at him.

His smile was very clean, as if he was greeting his friends.

This expression stunned the leading cultivator.

Something was wrong.

"Shouldn't it be so tense? Why are you smiling at me? "

At this time, the leading cultivator saw Caspian's lips moving.

Caspian did not make a sound, but the leading cultivator could tell which word Caspian was talking about according to the degree of Caspian's lips moved.

"Idiot."

In an instant, the leading cultivator felt a surge of anger uncontrollably rushing into his brain.

"He is humiliating me!"

Come on, if you dare to take a step forward, I'll kill you!