The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell novel Chapter 821

The faces of the four cultivators all changed. They looked up at Caspian in the middle with horror in their eyes.

They didn't know how Caspian did this.

The roar and energy were so loud that it seemed to shatter the earth.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The ground rose and fell like a huge wave.

Large amounts of cracks spread outwards.

The four cultivators had no choice but to dodge.

At this moment, Handsome was squatting on the shoulder of Caspian, and it had to hold Caspian tightly with its hooves. Its eyes were full of excitement and doubt. "How did Caspian do it?"

Caspian looked at the four cultivators and sneered. "On the map of Mountwave Sect, there is a big tomb of demons here, but it is buried underground."

As soon as he said that, Handsome suddenly understood.

Hearing this, the four cultivators were both shocked and angry.

They didn't know that there was a demons's grave here.

As Caspian's voice fell, there was a click on the ground, and a crack more than 30 meters long appeared. A light that seemed to be black, not black, white, and not white seeped out.

In the next moment, a pair of huge palms stretched out from the gap, pushed hard, and tore.

Crack!

The earth cracked, exploded, and collapsed, spreading around.

The crack instantly turned into a horrible black hole.

One of the four cultivators fell from the collapsed ground before he could dodge.

A loud boom came from underground, like the explosion of steel.

The remaining three looked surprised.

After a while, a figure flew out from the ground like a cannonball and fell heavily to the ground.

This was the cultivator who had just fallen.

At this time, his face was full of anger and fear.

Although he did not die, he looked much more embarrassed than before.

A part of the wolf's mask was missing, and half of his face was covered with blood. His black clothes were also in tatters, and there were three horrible bloody scars on his waist and ribs.

Beneath the bloodstains, flesh split open, blood gushing out.

The deepest wound could even faintly be seen.

It was just a short while ago, but it brought such a serious injury to the cultivator.

The remaining three were surprised.

"What's below..."

As soon as the leading cultivator finished speaking, two huge palms stretched out from the ground again, grabbed the edge of the ground, and suddenly pulled.

Crack crack!

Another piece of ground cracked like a crispy pancake, and a huge figure jumped to the ground at the same time.

It was close to the height of a floor. It had a strong body, dragon-like tendons and bones, and its whole body was covered with granite texture.

Especially the pair of palms, which were as big as a round table and as big as a few feet long nails, almost hung on the ground along with the arms. They looked like horrible high-level sharp weapons s.

Although it could be seen that it was an ape demon, the visual impact it gave off was not weaker than that of a demon god.

The four cultivators, even the one who looked angry just now, could not help showing a trace of fear in their eyes when they saw the demon.

With a glance from the corner of his eye, he saw the demon opening its bloody mouth and slapping him.

The sharp claws tore through the void and made a sharp sound, almost piercing through people's eardrums.

"Bastard!" The cultivator was hit by the demon. When he flew out, his arm was cut by Eight Desolate God-Terminator Halberd of Caspian, revealing a deep wound.

Suddenly, he couldn't help cursing.

Taking advantage of the other party's injury, Caspian planned to take a step forward and kill this guy first.

Even if he couldn't kill him, it would be more beneficial for him to seriously injure him and lose the combat strength.

But as soon as he took half a step, the demon roared and slapped him.

Caspian could only sigh helplessly and retreat dozens of meters backward to avoid the sharpness of the demon.

The demon's indiscriminate attack was really annoying.

However, this was the best situation at present.

The demon would play a perfect role in messing up the following period of time.

For a moment, a deadly battle against Caspian became confusing.

……

On the 10th day of November.

Jessica took a deep breath, shook her fair wrist, and inserted a stone stick full of runes into the ground.

As the stone pillar was inserted into the ground, there was a sound of movement on the ground.

Although there was no change at first glance, if one looked at it carefully, one would find that spiritual Qi of the small area had become thicker than before.

If one carefully felt it again, one would find that spiritual Qi of this area was undulating up and down in a certain pattern, as if it was breathing.