Rebirth of the Strongest Seventh Prince

"Whoo~"

After drifting for a long time, Chu Lingfeng climbed out of the water with difficulty. He was lucky. When he fell off the cliff, there was a turbulent river at the bottom of the cliff. He originally wanted to call the green-eyed eagle to send him back to the front line, but considering that Ye Ji might not have gone far and might fly down to check if he was dead, he suddenly had an idea and let the water wash him away.

In fact, it was this cautious idea that saved him from danger. Ye Ji did go to the bottom of the cliff to look for him, and she also used her spiritual power to sense the sky within a radius of ten miles, and even searched every corner and cave of the cliff.

In fact, Ye Ji also searched along the river, but fortunately the river was divided into three parts at a fork. Looking at the fast-flowing water and the winding long stream, she finally gave up the search.

Chu Lingfeng was in a valley at this time. Unlike other places along the way, except for a dense small forest at the beginning, the depths of this valley gradually became desolate. The plants were dry and there was a faint smell of death. The cold wind made people feel uneasy.

This is a mysterious valley, which is probably the place mentioned in the books where natural undead spirits roam. If Chu Lingfeng had not been seriously injured at this moment, he would definitely be eager to rush in and see for himself.

Worried that Ye Ji would come looking for him, Chu Lingfeng hid in a dense thorn bush and summoned ten level six skeleton soldiers to guard him while he began to heal his wounds.

During this thousand-mile chase, Chu Lingfeng was at an absolute disadvantage in the several battles with Ye Ji. If it weren't for his speed being barely comparable to Ye Ji's, he would have been defeated long ago. Despite this, he still couldn't escape Ye Ji's pursuit. Ye Ji's mental power locked him firmly, and with a slight advantage in speed, she managed to catch up with him and severely injured him.

Chu Lingfeng, who escaped from the ascension, finally realized that this world was not a place where he could do whatever he wanted, at least he should not reveal his identity before he recovered to 70% or 80% of his peak strength. The Dragon God Art was so mysterious and exquisite that even Ye Ji, a top demon master, was salivating over it, not to mention others.

Let's not talk about other forces, let's just talk about Chu. Now most of the princes have grown up, and they have begun to fight secretly for the position of crown prince and cultivate their own circles of power. If they knew that a person who was drunk all day long actually had a strong martial arts practice, how could they not be afraid? At that time, all eyes would definitely be on him. After all, if a person didn't have any conspiracy, he would never hide it from others for so many years.

In the thorn bush, ten skeleton soldiers stood at different angles like ten pillars, forming a circle to protect Chu Lingfeng. The small animals around smelled the dangerous scent emanating from the skeleton soldiers and ran away.

Chu Lingfeng was sitting cross-legged on thick leaves at this time. There was a hemispherical dark magic barrier with a diameter of five or six meters around him, which firmly restrained his breath.

Although the Dragon God's recovery ability was amazing, he was seriously injured this time, especially when he forced himself to increase his strength and fought against Ye Ji, and was finally counterattacked. What was even more fatal was that he was unable to resist the dark fighting spirit of Ye Ji that was raging in his body, which immediately aggravated his injuries and almost cost him his life.

Inside the black barrier, sweat dripped down Chu Lingfeng's forehead and temples. The purple-gold light on his body became stronger and weaker, and from time to time, a trace of black air overflowed from his body surface. Coupled with his distorted face, he looked a little weird.

Chu Lingfeng was in extreme pain at this moment. Ye Ji's dark fighting spirit was indeed terrifying. It invaded his body and continued to wreak havoc on his tendons and veins. Chu Lingfeng couldn't do anything about it for a while with his fifth level of Dragon God Art, not to mention that he was seriously injured at this moment.

After fiddling around in the space ring for a while, three beautiful bottles appeared in his hands. The blue liquid in them continued to emit an alluring glow.

Fountain of life!

After hesitating for a moment, Chu Lingfeng put the three bottles back into the ring. The fountain of life was too precious. It was not an exaggeration to say that it was a life-saving potion. It would be a waste if it was used to heal wounds.

Although he knew that as long as he took a bottle of life fountain water, the injuries in his body would soon be healed, but Chu Lingfeng did not intend to use it. He had experienced this level of injury in his previous life, and he had even experienced evil true qi that was more bizarre than dark fighting qi. He could resolve them with his own strength, let alone dark fighting qi.

Besides, he was not in a hurry to return to the front line. The coalition forces had been trapped by the demons and lost millions of troops and nearly 100,000 elite soldiers. The guys in the command group would inevitably become cautious and move forward step by step. They would definitely not make any rash moves but would fight to the death with the demons. Therefore, in the short term, there should be no major events on the front line.

Besides, even if something happened on the front line, it would not be his responsibility to worry about it. That was the business of those big shots. All a small person like him could do was to cheer for the army.

Although the tendons and veins in his body were messed up by the dark fighting spirit, his magic was not affected. As an eighth-level magician, he also possessed gentle water magic, which was just enough to deal with the current situation.

He cast three eighth-level water healing spells in succession, and the magical power continuously nourished his tendons and veins, repairing the areas damaged by the dark fighting spirit.

The dark fighting spirit was destroying the tendons and veins, while the water healing magic was repairing them. Although the dark fighting spirit had an absolute upper hand, the magic healing also gave Chu Lingfeng a chance to catch his breath. He took out a top-grade healing pill from the ring, quickly swallowed it and began to recover.

In the Natural Grand Canyon, next to the Juetian Palace, is the camp of the Dark Church.

The Dark Saint Xue Ji, the Dark Sword Saint Luo Mu, and other old wizards and knights all looked at each other in bewilderment. Just now, the Chu commander Long Batian actually came to thank them in person. He did not come to apologize for the Seventh Prince's teasing of the saint, but to thank the Dark Church for its generosity in helping the Chu soldiers.

When they asked what happened, they found out that a necromancer who knew water magic cast collective healing magic to help the Chu army recover their strength, and also brought the undead army to help the wolf cavalry deal with the undead of Chu.

After sending Long Batian away, the dark knights started cursing and pointed their fingers at the group of undead magicians. They said, "You didn't know that the Seventh Prince of Chu had caused the Dark Church to lose face, yet you still helped them. It was really unforgivable."

The mages looked at each other, asking which blind guy had done this. Even in the Dark Church, there were few necromancers who could practice high-level water magic. No one acknowledged it, and the matter ended up in nothing.