The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell novel Chapter 811

"The Chaos Formation."

When he uttered these three words, James Steinbeck's face turned pale and his limbs became cold.

When he understood what kind of predicament he was in, he was almost desperate.

The only thing that James Steinbeck could not understand now was how Caspian, who was in Pulse Control Realm, learned such a difficult formation.

"You..."

James Steinbeck tried to struggle, trying to ask questions.

He was unwilling to give up.

He was puzzled.

However, Caspian did not intend to answer his doubts.

"Heart Burning, Lightning, Soul Devouring, Current, Mud, Disaster..."

A series of formations, along with the faint tone of Caspian, shone with a frightening light.

One light after another lit up around James Steinbeck.

Every time one formation was activated, James Steinbeck felt that his breath was suppressed a little.

He even felt that his soul was about to fall apart.

"No, no!"

James Steinbeck twisted his body desperately.

He ran spiritual Qi in his body crazily.

He wanted to break free from the heavy chains.

The surging spiritual Qi opened up his tendons and meridians and broke them.

Dense beads of blood oozed out of James Steinbeck's pores.

In the blink of an eye, he had become a bloody man.

Coupled with his twisted expression at the moment, he looked even more ferocious and terrifying.

However, the strength of Holy Land Realm cultivator was also displayed at this moment.

The chains that bound James Steinbeck began to collapse.

Cracks appeared on the surface of the chain.

Formation under James Steinbeck also began to crack like a spider web.

"Break!"

With a roar, blood spurted out.

James Steinbeck shook off his arms and propped himself up.

The chains began to crack and break apart.

Formation under his feet was shattered and exploded at the same time, and the flames flew away.

Losing the heavy burden, James Steinbeck looked relaxed.

But at this time, the voice of Caspian sounded faintly, "Open."

It was just a simple word, but it sounded like a disaster door had been opened.

The wind was blowing and the clouds were rolling.

The wind blew and the formation was formed.

Boom!

Flames, lightning, mud, and flood.

In an instant, it was as if all kinds of disasters and fears in the world had fallen on James Steinbeck.

His facial features were twisted to the extreme in an instant.

The next moment, with a bang, James exploded.

The hot blood even increased the temperature of the surroundings in an instant.

The blood mist rose and slowly squirmed. Looking around, people even felt as if they had come to the world of blood and fire.

At this moment, Caspian had killed James Steinbeck, but there was no relief or complacency on his face.

Only he knew how much he had paid to kill the cultivator of Holy Land Realm.

No one would be happy if they could not get benefit.

Another reason was that Caspian's affairs had not been completed yet.

At the moment when James Steinbeck's body exploded, Caspian rushed forward, opened his five fingers like a torch, and grabbed at the center of the flesh and blood.

Carson Montgomery did not care about James Steinbeck's life or death, nor did he care who killed him.

He was just angry because his blood essence must have fallen into the hands of Caspian.

He had spent a long time planning to take away the position of Crown Prince from Caspian with the help of everyone.

Once upon a time, Carson Montgomery felt that he had finally stepped on Caspian and made him unable to turn over again.

But at this moment, Carson Montgomery felt a burning pain on his cheek.

His cultivation had retreated for at least five years since his blood essence was taken away!

Although these five years could not be viewed as the lifespan of a mortal.

But for him, who needed to advance, the loss brought by this wisp of blood essence would be difficult to make up.

In a day, Caspian took something more important than the Crown Prince from him!

In the eyes of ordinary people, the Crown Prince was superior to all the others, but in the eyes of cultivators, it was worthless.

And that wisp of Essence Blood came from his Demon Phyton Form!

Every natural constitution was extraordinary.

The Crown Prince's status as a mortal didn't deserve to be compared to that wisp of blood essence.

It was as if no matter how stupid a person was, he wouldn't compete in value with a piece of earth and a golden mountain.

At this moment, Carson Montgomery was so angry that he almost went crazy.

He stood still.

After a while, blood dripped from his sleeves and flowed down.

In the middle of his clenched fist, his nails had pierced the center of his fist.

At this moment, Carson Montgomery's eyes were as red as a pool of blood.

Fine scales appeared on his face.

The rolling black gas surged out from the surface of his body.

"I want you to die!

No matter how much I have to pay, I don’t want you to get out of Myriad Demons Burial Ground this time!"

In the hissing sound, the snake tongue in Carson Montgomery's mouth quickly swallowed and exhaled, making a furious roar.