The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell novel Chapter 1050

“Yes, it’s a second-class spirit tools,” The thick-browed young man smiled proudly.

Obviously, everyone’s surprised expression satisfied his vanity.

“Are you afraid?” Seeing Caspian staring at his long sword, the thick-brewed young man could not help showing off.

“It’s just a second-grade spirit tools,” Caspian said flatly.

The thick-brewed young man‘s face instantly turned red.

“What did you say?”

Not only the thick-browed young man, but also the other cultivators present looked at Caspian with different eyes. The green-shirted man looked at Caspian in surprise and felt that he was talking big. The Holly family siblings looked at Caspian in astonishment.

It should be known that for them, who had not yet entered the sect and had no powerful background, spirit tools was definitely an magic weapon that they could not reach. But, obviously Caspian didn’t take it seriously.

What the hell was that?

What they did not know was that a few years ago, before Caspian stepped on the Path to Immortality, he had no ability to resist when facing a Talisman of Concentrated Vitality. Now that his physical quality had obviously improved, he really did not take this “lower” magic weapon seriously.

“One, one, right?” The thick-brewed young man was so angry that his eyebrows were wriggling like caterpillars.

“Then I’ll show you how powerful this sword is! Netherworld Cut!” The young man with thick eyebrows suddenly shouted, and the long sword in his hand shone brightly.

In an instant, it was as if a rolling river had spread out and rushed toward Caspian. The river was churning, and there were even many threatening figures inside, like ghosts in the river. They roared, trying to drag him into the bottom of the river and never turn over again. The surrounding temperature seemed to have dropped to the freezing point.

Everyone could see that the thick-browed young man was really angry and wanted to kill. If Caspian was hit by this sword head-on, he would be either dead or seriously injured. But at this moment, it was too late to stop the young man.

“Is it such a weak person worthy of a master’s sword?” At this time, Caspian burst out laughing.

The next moment, his face darkened, and his arm shone brightly. In an instant, it made people feel as if the red sun was rising from the east, and the multicolored light was shining for thousands of miles!

“Extreme Solar Wheel!”

Swoosh!

The light that burst out in an instant, like the blazing sun, seemed to ignite the sword light. All the people present suddenly felt that their eyes were pale, their eyes were sore, and their tears were rushing.

The thick-browed young man was the first to bear the brunt, he felt as if his eyes had been nailed into two steel nails, and he screamed in pain. He had already realized that something was wrong. Because he did not expect that the other party also had a magic weapon. But what made the thick-browed young man even more frightened was still behind him.

Just as the light burned his eyes, Caspian’s voice rang out behind him. The voice was so close that it sounded like it was right next to his ear.

“Are you not convinced?”

This sentence made the thick-browed young man’s blood freeze and his hands and feet go cold.

Hong!

Before the young man could react, a huge force swept across his back like a mountain. The thick-browed youth let out a miserable cry. The sword radiance shattered and his body flew out, smashing heavily into the ground. It did not stop until he left a long and deep ditch on the ground. As for the long sword of the second-grade spirit tools, it was already in Caspian’s hand.

Who would object in such a situation?

In the end, under the persuasion of the green-shirted man, the thick-browed young man was not driven out. However, after being defeated in public and losing his most proud spirit tools, the thick-browed young man was no longer as arrogant and domineering as before. Instead, he shrank into the team, keeping a low profile as much as possible. He even squeezed his throat when he spoke. Any movement around him could scare him like a frightened bird.

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In the next two days, led by the green-shirted man, everyone went to the mountain peak.

After the conversation, Caspian knew that the man in green was called Yelly Summer. With Yelly Summer’s command and arrangement, they did proceed smoothly.

About two days later, they arrived at the foot of the mountain.

They stood at the foot of the mountain, looking up at the giant-like palm. Only, there was nearly a third of the mountain peak that was surrounded by clouds, making it impossible to see it clearly. Even so, when they stood at the foot of the mountain and looked up, they felt as if this mountain peak was the hand of a heavenly deity. It was about to fall with a palm, but it still made one’s heart palpitate. They couldn’t help but have the urge to hold their heads and flee.

When they thought of finding the most valuable treasure in the Great Demon Palace, these cultivators were very excited and wished they could reach the foot of the mountain in the next moment. But standing at the foot of the mountain and feeling the invisible pressure from the mountain, everyone suddenly felt uneasy and kept silent.

For a moment, the atmosphere in the dozens of people’s team became extremely solemn.

At this time, Caspian stood in the middle of the team and looked up at the mountain peak. After a while, he couldn’t help laughing in his heart, ”Is this really derived from your hand?”

This was Caspian’s usual mockery. Making fun of the one behind the Gates of Hell had become Caspian’s daily routine.

In the end, after a while, that voice sounded from behind the Gates of Hell, “Yes…”