The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell novel Chapter 1989

Both of them were demonic beasts.

The one in front was like a black eagle demon, and the one chasing after was a black crow demon.

However, it was obvious that these two great demons were controlled by someone.

That was because there was a cultivator standing on each of their backs.

The Purple Golden Thunder Ape soon discovered the two demonic beasts, but it would not deal with them casually without Caspian's instructions.

"Don't worry about them." At this time, it heard Caspian speak.

Instantly, the Purple Golden Thunder Ape stabilized its mind and leaped forward like a moving black boulder.

The two great demons and the cultivator above continued to chase as if they didn't care.

Soon, they gathered around Caspian and the Purple Golden Thunder Ape.

The black eagle quickly turned around and turned into the same direction as the Purple Golden Thunder Ape.

The three demonic beasts moved forward side by side.

The cultivator, who was riding on the black eagle, looked at Caspian. There was more thought in his eyes. After a while, he smiled and said, "Excuse me, which mountain gate are you from?"

As he spoke, Black Hawk and Black Crow leaned towards the Purple Golden Thunder Ape in the middle.

Whether it was the previous action of flying straight over or the constant approach and probing at the moment, it was enough to cause the life-and-death battle.

The most taboo thing for cultivators to do was to inquire about others' whereabouts and get close to them with malicious intentions.

This was especially true for Demonic Beasts.

The demonic beasts had a stronger sense of territory.

Anger surged out of the eyes of the Purple Golden Thunder Ape at this moment. Its sharp teeth were also revealed, and there was a faint flash of lightning in its thick hair, emitting waves of frightening pressure.

However, the two great demons continued to draw closer, relying on their advantage in flight.

The two cultivators riding on the great demons looked at each other and smiled knowingly. When they looked at Caspian again, their eyes became more playful.

Obviously, they regarded Caspian as a lonely Heavenly Spirit Realm individual cultivator.

There must be many opportunities for an individual cultivator to cultivate to the Heavenly Spirit Realm.

Both of them were at the third stage of Heavenly Spirit Realm.

To be more precise, two against one, now should be four against two, and they were sure to win.

Therefore, at this time, in their eyes, Caspian was already a sheep which had been peeled, washed, and placed on the shelf waiting to be roasted.

When the cultivator riding on the black eagle saw that Caspian ignored him, he was more sure that Caspian was panicking.

So he got closer to Caspian even more unscrupulously. With a fake smile, he said, "Fellow Taoist, we were robbed of a treasure just now. That person's figure is somewhat similar to yours. I wonder if you are willing to..."

"Get lost." Caspian looked steadily forward and spat out two words.

The voice was soft, but in an instant, it made the two cultivators feel as if there was a clap of thunder in their minds.

And the demonic beasts that they were riding on looked even more panicked. The black feathers on their bodies were about to explode.

The cultivator on the black eagle was so shocked that his scalp went numb. He immediately came to his senses and became furious, "Good! I talked to you nicely, but you're using this attitude against me. You don't care about us brothers at all!"

It seems that you havedone something evil!

"In that case, don't blame us for being rude!"

After that, he waved his arm, held a light golden long sword in his hand, and chopped toward Caspian.

Immediately, the surrounding void was frozen layer by layer.

In the air, his palm condensed into a shadow as big as a mountain and hit the golden light.

Boom!

The frozen void around his palm immediately collapsed and shattered, giving off a deafening sound.

The cultivator in the golden light, who was trying to escape, widened his eyes and begged for mercy.

But his throat seemed to be stuck by an invisible hand. At this moment, his eyes were about to jump out of his eyes and his neck was also red, but he still couldn't make any sound.

The next moment, with a bang, the palm made a Critical Hit in mid-air and instantly shattered his body.

His flesh and blood instantly turned into thick blood and poured down to the ground like a waterfall.

The Black Eagle Demon he was riding on was also slapped into the ground by the Purple Golden Thunder Ape.

The ape demon's two thick palms grabbed Black Hawk's wings and tugged at him.

Chi!

A scalp-chilling voice came.

Black Hawk twisted and struggled in pain. Its wings, including its flesh and blood, were immediately ripped off from its body by the Purple Golden Thunder Ape.

Time seemed to have stopped at this moment in the world, leaving only the strong smell of blood and the painful wail of Black Hawk.

The drop of blood that fell from mid-air was incomparably shocking. Seeing this scene, the remaining cultivator who was riding on the black crow trembled, and then came to his senses.

The smile that had remained on the corner of his mouth suddenly froze.

At this moment, he felt cold all over from the sole of his feet to the top of his head.