The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell novel Chapter 2292

A pair of curved horns were coiled above his head, and a strong aura rushed toward Caspian. The airflow around the old man formed a huge vortex.

As he roared, countless Fiendgods emerged from the void around him.

As soon as these gods and demons appeared, the sky was dyed as black as ink, and ghostly cries and howls were heard. Countless ghost faces quickly condensed, and countless ghost flags swayed. In an instant, they turned into thousands of troops and rushed toward Caspian.

"Go to hell!" The old man roared, his momentum rising, as if the pillar supporting the sky was about to be overturned by him.

Caspian hovered in mid-air and looked into the distance. His gaze remained unchanged as he slowly spat out two words, "This?"

As his voice fell, his body moved in the air.

The light around seemed to stop flowing at this moment, leaving only a residual shadow of Caspian.

This long and drawn-out residual shadow rushed into the rolling demon gods and fought fiercely.

"The Second Move of Sword!"

Swoosh!

One Fiendgod after another was instantly chopped into pieces. They exploded in midair like steel, causing the void to collapse. Chaos was everywhere.

"Star River Blast!"

Caspian flipped his palm.

Thousands of vast and mighty Milky Way crisscrossed, rolling clouds and pouring down.

The millions, tens of millions of Fiendgod armies were instantly annihilated.

The old man's ferocious and proud expression froze on his face.

"You are the one who should die." Caspian took a step forward.

Ten thousand kilometers away, Shrinking the Distance approached the old man and punched him.

This punch was like the running of tens of thousands of beasts, shattering the sun and moon, roaring dragons and roaring tigers, destroying the mountains.

With a scream, the old man flew out. The bronze armor on his body was suddenly broken, and blood gushed out.

A horn on his head was also broken. His hair was mixed with blood and was scattered on his head.

Caspian did not give him any chance to breathe. He drew his bow and shot arrows!

With a flash of the arrow light, it directly broke into the old man's chest.

Then, endless explosions came from the old man's body.

The terrifying force was like a mountain collapsing and the earth cracking. The old man's whole body was covered with blood and the wound was so tight that it almost broke his body into pieces.

At this moment, the old man's eyes were full of fear.

As soon as he opened his mouth, the blood arrow in his mouth spurted out uncontrollably, like a rainstorm in midsummer.

"Impossible! That's impossible! I've been through a near-death situation and encountered many adventures before I found a supreme treasure like the Nine-sun Golden Boat in the Glory City.

I had put in a lot of effort to almost force myself into a half-human and half-demon state. Only then did I have the hope to take this treasure into my pocket and leave this dark and gloomy place. I was looking forward to my return and achieve a great Ruler Realm.

But now, how could an ant of Amethyst Palace Realm who had not even left his mortal body become so strong?

Could it be that after staying here for so many years, the outside world has undergone a drastic change!

I'm not convinced!

I'm not convinced!"

The old man roared continuously, and his voice was full of anger, shame, and unwillingness.

His mouth was filled with strong resentment.

The Rancorous Qi seemed to be constantly rolling and rubbing against each other, and the sound became louder and louder. In a moment, it turned into a sea of blood, stirring up waves, and was threatening to destroy everything in the world.

After roaring for a while, the old man stepped on the sea of blood, and his eyes were full of viciousness and cruelty. He stared at Caspian and said, "I am not reconciled! An ant like you must have such strength because of an adventure!

At this moment, a violent roar pierced through the nine heavens and struck again.

"The Nine-sun Golden Boat is mine! I'll refine it with your blood this year!"

Bang!

A series of explosions sounded at this moment, and a goat-like horn grew out of the old man's head.

This time, the horn, along with his body, grew dozens of times larger.

Suddenly, a black mass of shadows approached like a powerful mountain, pointing at the sky and the earth and standing in front of Caspian.

All the light was blocked by his Taoist body.

From all directions, roiling black flames burned. It was as if a demonic god rose from the ground and devoured the world.

Caspian was as small as a sesame seed in front of this behemoth.

"Go to hell!" The old man roared, and his voice shook down millions of stars. He raised his huge hand to destroy Caspian.

"It's noisy." Caspian frowned.

He looked back at the burning old man and raised his hand to shoot out a blood spear.

Then, he drew his bow and shot.

Swoosh!

Three God's Arrows shot out in succession.

Honglong!

The first Blood Spear pierced through the old man's palm and shattered it into powder.

Like a rainbow, three arrows shot at the old man's head, chest, and abdomen.