The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell novel Chapter 892

Peng!

At the moment of realization, Hugo Adams had no time to react.

All of a sudden, the white meat hit his head hard.

A 10-meter-long fat pig may not be as heavy as Hugo Adams's meteor hammer, but it was enough for the seriously injured cultivator of Holy Land Realm to bear.

Crack crack.

There was a series of sounds of bones breaking.

Hugo Adams's scream was also muffled by Handsome's falling body.

As soon as its body, which was like a mountain of flesh, fell to the ground, Handsome jumped up with agility that did not match its body.

Looking left and right, it immediately approached Jessica, bit her sleeve, and pulled her out of the stone wall.

There was no obvious external injury on Jessica's body except for a bleeding wound on her shoulder.

However, the fact that she had just been hit heavily on the cliff still caused her internal organs and meridians to tremble.

Compared to the bleeding wound on her shoulder, the internal injury was more serious.

"Are you okay?" Handsome asked.

Jessica sighed and shook her head. She slowly stood up with the help of the fat pig and looked at Hugo Adams, who was lying on the ground.

At this time, Hugo Adams's eyes were full of anger and unwillingness.

His backbone was tougher than steel bars, let alone ordinary people. However, he couldn't bear the fierce blow of Handsome.

After all, Handsome was a demon, so the falling power could no longer be measured by simple weight.

To put it simply, Hugo Adams’ swift spine was now broken into several pieces.

Some of them were even as broken as the dregs of a pancake.

Great Oceans Sect might have a way to help him recover, but at this moment, if he himself wanted to stand up and pose a threat to Jessica, which was equivalent to a dream.

"Well done, Handsome." Jessica touched Handsome's head.

If Handsome hadn't acted in time, she would have been in danger.

"I just made a little insignificant contribution," Handsome said with a smile, praising itself.

"Let's go. We've wasted a lot of time here," Jessica said.

"You won't kill this guy?" Handsome was doubtful.

As for eating Hugo Adams, it didn’t think about it.

Because Handsome also knew that time was limited. As long as Caspian was fine, there would be many opportunities like this in the future.

Jessica glanced at Hugo Adams, whose body was so distorted that he could not even breathe. She mused for a moment and shook her head, "Don't worry about him. He is no longer a threat."

After that, she was about to continue running forward.

However, as soon as she took a step, Jessica's vision suddenly went dark. She stumbled and almost fell down.

"What's wrong with you?" Handsome, who had changed into a pig, quickly jumped to the side of Jessica and asked.

Jessica covered her shoulders, gritted her teeth, and looked pale.

After a while, she straightened up again.

When she took her hand away from her shoulder, Handsome saw that Jessica's palm was red.

"You are so badly hurt!" Handsome jumped up in shock.

Hugo Adams's spiritual Qi, like a sharp arrow, almost covered this area.

With the realm of Pulse Control Realm, it was already amazing that Jessica could avoid most of the killing moves and only hurt her shoulder.

Although it only hurt her shoulder, it was also hurt by Holy Land Realm cultivator.

At this time, Jessica did not tell Handsome that her right shoulder was almost pierced through and she could not move at all.

Suddenly, a messenger flashed in his palm and disappeared.

After doing this, he seemed to have exhausted all his strength. He suddenly struggled, and a stream of blood gushed out of his mouth. Then he opened his eyes wide and stopped breathing.

Hugo Adams couldn't believe that he would die under the sneak attack of a Pulse Control Realm cultivator and a fat pig.

Among so many disciples in Great Oceans Sect, he was probably the one who died the most unjustly.

At this time, at the end of the passage, Caspian was covered in blood, and Eight Desolate God-Terminator Halberd in his hand was covered with a thick layer of blood.

At first glance, he looked like a bloody man.

However, the blood was not from Caspian, but from cultivators under his feet.

"The Godly Finger of Cruor!"

Looking at the group of cultivators who were crazily rushing over, Caspian's eyes flashed and he suddenly raised his finger.

The finger seemed normal from afar.

But at this moment, the group of cultivators suddenly trembled.

They only felt a hot wave sweeping toward them from all directions, as if they were thrown into a pot of boiling oil in an instant.

Phew!

Blood splashed all over the ground and suddenly whistled like rolling waves of blood. In the stunned expressions of the people around, it poured down on the heads of these cultivators.

Sizzle, sizzle.

The sound of fried meat could be heard.

The group of cultivators suddenly let out tragic wails.

Thud! Thud! There were a series of sound.

The people around turned their heads and looked over. Suddenly, they were so scared that their hair stood on end and they felt that their souls were about to fly out.