Rebirth of the Strongest Seventh Prince

In Hei Ze's hand was the Dark Bow, which was like a bottomless pit. It continuously absorbed dark elements from between heaven and earth, and then transformed them into long arrows. Following Hei Ze's will, the arrows were shot at Liu Wusheng one by one.

Liu Wusheng only felt that his hands were becoming heavier and heavier, and he could hardly hold the sword. He had tried hard to dodge those long arrows, but the artifact was still a magic weapon. The long arrows shot out would chase the enemy autonomously, and their speed was faster than his own. How could he dodge them?

In fact, in the racial war ten thousand years ago, apart from the magic crystal cannon and the dragon-slaying crossbow, the Dark God Bow was the most majestic. As the most proud masterpiece of the night elves, during the racial war, at least twenty adult dragons died at its hands.

An adult dragon, that is at least a peak level ten dragon. At that time, under the leadership of Night Elf leader Ye Feng, the masters of the Night Elf tribe ambushed the dragons that came to support the coalition forces at the Rocky Hill. Ye Feng, a level 12 master, holding the Dark Bow, could even kill a peak level 12 dragon with an arrow. How could those level 10 and 11 dragons resist? As a result, only one dragon that was deliberately let go by Ye Feng escaped back to Dragon Island and told of Ye Feng's horror.

The power of the Dark Bow will naturally vary when used by different people. In Hei Ze's hands, the long arrows shot out can barely threaten a low-level master of the eleventh level. If facing Long Batian, it will not be very effective.

The only thing on Kurosawa's mind at this moment was to kill Liu Wusheng as quickly as possible, take the ring, and run away. Seeing Liu Wusheng's chaotic aura at this moment, it was obvious that he couldn't hold on for much longer. Kurosawa shouted in his heart: Just give him a little more time, just a little more time...

However, the heavens seemed to be against him, and Long Batian's domineering voice was already rippling between heaven and earth.

"Hahaha, friends of the night elves, welcome to our Chu State. Now that you are here, just enjoy your life here and don't even think about going back!"

With one punch, Long Batian dispersed an arrow that was shot at Liu Wusheng, and at the same time protected Liu Wusheng behind him. He stared with great interest at Hei Ze, whose body had grown bigger and broken through his hood due to the use of a secret technique, revealing his entire appearance.

"I'm so old, but I've never seen a night elf. I didn't expect to see one today. It's really as handsome as the legend says. It's worth my hard work to come here tonight!"

Hei Ze didn't say anything, his eyes flickering. Long Batian, who was at the peak of the eleventh level, was not someone he could deal with, but he was unwilling to come here all the way and return empty-handed.

Long Batian did not expect Hei Ze to say anything, but said to himself: "If I capture you and send you to the natural forest, I'm sure the Elf King will be very happy!"

Hei Ze's face changed slightly, and the dark bow in his hand became more powerful. A long arrow flew out of his hand and shot towards Long Batian.

"Little tricks!"

Without even blinking, Long Batian waved his hand and released a stream of fighting spirit to scatter the arrow.

Hei Ze gritted his teeth, feeling extremely powerless. The level difference was too great. He could not bring out the true power of the Dark Bow, let alone hurt Long Batian. Was he really going to retreat? Hei Ze was very unwilling. Looking at his companions who were already trapped on the ground, he was about to give the order to retreat, but a heroic voice sounded in the sky.

"Hahaha, friends of the night elves, don't panic, we are here to help you!"

Three purple lights descended from the sky, like ghosts in the dark night, unscrupulously breaking into the human encirclement of the night elves. Soon screams were heard, and the knights of the Dark Church were blown away one after another. Several members of the night elves were freed, gasping for breath.

The purple light dissipated, and three people in purple robes stood there, looking at everyone with arrogant expressions, as if everyone was just ants in their eyes. The purple-robed man in the middle was holding Liu Wusheng's ring in his hand.

As soon as these three purple-robed men showed up, Long Batian's expression suddenly became solemn. He sensed that the purple-robed man in the middle was no less powerful than himself, and the other two were at the peak of the tenth level.

Calling the night elves friends is not a good thing! This time the trouble is big. Long Batian began to feel that things were getting tricky, and the next words of the Dark Saint made him even more uneasy.

"The demons! The demons are born!"

The Dark Saint's expression changed drastically. The demons were no better than the night elves. They were the real invaders because the demons had never been a race from this plane. Instead, they came from other planes using space magic. Tens of thousands of years ago, when the demons invaded, all races on the continent rose up in resistance. It cost almost a quarter of all intelligent life on the continent to drive the demons into the abyss, and they have disappeared since then. Unexpectedly, they appeared again today.

"Little girl, you have good eyesight. We haven't been out and about for nearly ten thousand years. I didn't expect someone to recognize us. I thought the continent had forgotten about our demon clan!" The purple-robed man looked the Dark Saint up and down. His gaze was as real as a substance, making the Saint feel very uncomfortable. Then he smiled and said, "Little girl, I think your figure and beauty are no worse than the little princess of our demon clan! Are you interested in going to the demon clan with me? I am willing to let you be my daughter-in-law!"

"Pah" The face of the Dark Saint blushed slightly, and she looked extremely charming, but unfortunately not many people could appreciate her beauty at night. Long Batian and Liu Wusheng looked at each other, and both of them looked very heavy. If the appearance of the night elves was mentioned, they would not think it was a big deal, because the notebook was originally theirs, but the appearance of the demons was something they had not expected. If the notebook was really taken away by the demons, it would be a big deal.

According to historical records, tens of thousands of years ago, there were no less than a hundred twelfth-level masters of the demon race who invaded the continent. All of them were six-winged fallen angels. Their strength was much stronger than that of the twelfth-level masters of the continent, because they were not only warriors, but also dark magicians.

The two looked at each other with a bit more determination in their eyes. No matter what, they had to keep the notes and not let the demons take it away, otherwise the continent would be devastated once again.

Long Batian took out a scroll from the ring, opened it and quickly threw it into the sky. A huge fiery red dragon shadow appeared in the sky, which was a signal for help.

"Thank you!" Hei Ze fell to the ground from mid-air and bowed to the three demons.

"You're welcome! The enemy of my enemy is my friend. The night elves have the same dream as us, which is to live in this vibrant land instead of living a life of hunger all day long. Don't you want to have enough food? Don't you want to be warm? Do you want your descendants to live in the dark underground? Cooperate with us, and let's take what we want together!" The purple-robed man's voice was full of temptation, and he looked at Hei Ze with hope.

Kurosawa looked slightly excited, then calmed down and said calmly: "Sir, you are too polite. I am just an errand boy and have no right to make decisions. However, I will pass your aura to the great king!"

"That's fine, we welcome you, the Dark Night Clan, at any time!" The man in purple robe did not show any displeasure, and still had a look of arrogance on his face.

Long Batian looked at the three arrogant demons and said calmly, "Those three, although you are quite powerful, this is the territory of humans. I advise you to put down your rings and leave!"

The purple-robed man in the middle glanced at Long Batian and said disdainfully: "Although your strength is good, I don't think you are worth it. Before your so-called reinforcements arrive, we are more than enough to wipe you all out!"

"Really? I want to see what you demons are capable of!" Liu Wusheng is also a proud person and hates others looking down on him the most.

"You!" The purple-robed man curled his lips in disdain, "Within ten moves, you will definitely die!"

Within ten moves! He can finish me off! Liu Wusheng was so angry that he was almost dead. He had never been looked down upon like this since he debuted.

"Die! Damn demons!"

Before Long Batian could stop him, Liu Wusheng had already made his move. He held the sword in both hands, flew into the air, and fiercely slashed a stream of sword energy at the man in purple robe.

The purple-robed man curled his lips in disdain, waved his hand to disperse the incoming sword energy, then handed Liu Wusheng's ring to his companion, sneered, and his body trembled violently, and quickly disappeared. In mid-air, Liu Wusheng felt extremely dangerous. The purple-robed man was right next to him, but he just couldn't see him.

Liu Wusheng, who was a little at a loss, didn't notice at all that a handprint appeared silently from behind him and was about to hit him.

The purple-robed man's strength is no less than Long Batian's. If this palm really hit Liu Wusheng, Liu Wusheng would probably be seriously injured if not killed.

Everyone was watching with fear and trepidation, and they were all worried about Liu Wusheng. At this moment, just before that hand was about to hit Liu Wusheng's back, another hand appeared.

As everyone stared in amazement, the two palms pressed together gently, seemingly silently. Everyone found it incredible, but the next moment, terrifying energy erupted from the two palms, surging like a huge wave, overwhelming the sky and the nearest Liu Wusheng was violently blown away by the energy, spitting out a mouthful of blood in mid-air.

And in the next moment, the ground began to shake violently, and everyone swayed, and it took a while for them to stop.

In the sky, two figures appeared in front of everyone. Long Batian's face was flushed and not looking good, obviously he did not gain the upper hand in the previous fight. On the other hand, the purple-robed man, although his face was still arrogant, his body retreating repeatedly showed that he was not the winner either.

“Humph! The human race’s masters are indeed quite capable!” The arrogance on the purple-robed man’s face had quietly dissipated. He began to look directly at Long Batian and said in a cold voice: “But don’t think that my strength is limited to this!”

Long Batian remained silent, but his face became more solemn. From the brief confrontation just now, he clearly felt that there was still a powerful force in this demon that had not yet erupted.

"Your strength has earned my respect. To show my sincerity, I will use the most powerful force of my race! Remember my name - Night Devil Lucifer. It will become your nightmare!"

"Darkness condenses magic, light turns to corruption, great demon god Lucifer, I am your most loyal believer, please grant me your greatest power!"

The Night Demon chanted softly, and the dark elements from all directions suddenly became active and swarmed towards the Night Demon's body.

"click"

It seemed as if something was about to break out of the body. Everyone opened their eyes wide. Under the moonlight, the back of the Night Demon trembled for a while, and then two huge pairs of claws suddenly jumped out of the body, breaking through the hot and humid ground.

"Fallen angel!" The Dark Saint exclaimed again.

"Little girl, you really know a lot about us demons. It would be a waste if you didn't come to our demon clan!" A charming smile appeared on the face of the Night Demon, which had a special charm under the night light. If people didn't know that his son was old enough to marry, they would have thought he was only in his early twenties.