The elf boy, who seemed innocent and kind a moment ago, suddenly became majestic and his tone was cold. [To see the latest chapter of this book, please go to ()]

This huge contrast made He Wuxian stunned, and secretly shouted in his heart that he was deceived.

"Damn, I was deceived by this elf and led into the encirclement, and it was really capsized in the gutter. ”

At the same time, hundreds of elves slowly approached with colorful bows and arrows, narrowing the encirclement.

Four elves flew quickly towards He Wuxi, trying to capture him.

However, He Wuxian was not alarmed, pouted and smiled: "Just rely on you little ones, take a bow and arrow the size of a palm, and you want to catch Young Master Ben?"

"Dreaming!"

When the words fell, his whole body suddenly bloomed with brilliant multicolored divine light, and he burst out with a strong aura that destroyed the world and suppressed it in all directions.

"Boom!"

The terrifying aura was like a hurricane, instantly sweeping across a radius of ten miles, enveloping hundreds of elves.

With the strength of the fourth-level Martial Emperor, such a terrifying aura erupted from He Wuxi, which was enough to suppress all the martial artists under the Martial Emperor and couldn't move.

In his opinion, these petite and weak elves don't even have the power to resist.

Unexpectedly, it turned out to make his eyes widen and reveal a look of disbelief.

The overwhelming coercion rolled out, and the hundreds of elves were unaffected, still approaching.

"This ......"

He Wuxian was stunned, extremely surprised.

It was only then that he could see clearly that the many elves were emitting a multicolored brilliance, containing mysterious and strange powers.

Those five-colored powers are extremely similar to the five-colored divine light, but they are not the same.

"Could it be that this is the so-called spiritual power?"

He Wuxian finally saw the strangeness of the elf and understood what the nameless old man said before.

"No wonder the old man said that the elves are the closest race to the gods. These elves are not strong, but they are not affected by the coercion of my breath, which is really interesting. ”

At this moment, the four elves who were approaching quickly, with a strong battle intent on their delicate faces, pulled out their colorful bows and arrows one after another.

"Whoosh! whoosh!"

In an instant, four finger-long multicolored arrows came out of the string, with a sharp sound of breaking through the air, shooting towards He Wuxian's vital point.

The multicolored arrows all exude dazzling multicolored brilliance, like a multicolored short sword, containing powerful and strange power.

That's the power of spiritual power, it's elusive.

He Wuxi's face was full of confidence, and he calmly waved his hand and shot out countless fist shadows, blasting towards the four sharp arrows. [To see the latest chapter of this book, please go to ()]

"How powerful can four arrows, only as long as my fingers, be? I'm afraid even ......."

Before he could finish speaking, the shadow of the Heavenly Fist had already collided with the four arrows.

Suddenly, a deafening explosion rang out in the sky.

"Bang!

In the midst of the violent sound, the fist shadows and arrows crumbled and shattered, turning into thousands of multicolored fragments, scattered in all directions.

The violent and raging energy spread out in all directions, shaking the two nearby mountains and collapsing half of them.

The four arrows and the sky-high fist shadow that He Wuxian blasted out were actually shattered and dissipated at the same time, and the power of the two was equal.

This result shocked He Wuxian and made him unbelievable.

"It's incredible, those palm-sized multicolored bows and arrows are so powerful?"

"These elves are amazing, and if you look down on them, you will definitely suffer. ”

After seeing the extraordinaryness of the elf again, He Wuxian immediately restrained his contempt and took out the blood-drinking knife with a cautious face.

When many elves pulled out their colorful bows and arrows in unison and shot dozens of colorful lights, he finally made a move.

He was full of monstrous fighting intent, the domineering spirit of a world-strong man, holding the blood-drinking knife and wielding countless sword lights.

"Mountains and rivers are broken!"

"Eight Desolations!"

Hundreds of brilliant sword lights, huge and violent, carried the power of destroying the world and the earth, and quickly shattered all the sword lights shot around.

"Boom, boom!"

"Click, click!"

The muffled sound and crisp cracking sound burst out one after another, echoing endlessly in the high sky.

The raging energy spread out, like a tidal wave, collapsing several mountains around it, and destroying dozens of miles of forests and seas.

At the same time, He Wuxian's figure rushed out from the colorful light that covered the sky and the sun and came to the little boy's side.

When the little boy gave the order before, he had said the words "Prince Ben".

Therefore, He Wuxian knew that the identity of the little boy was very noble, and he was the prince of the elf clan.

As the saying goes, the thief captures the king first.

He Wuxi is unwilling to kill and injure the hundreds of elves, the fastest solution is to capture the little boy.

The little boy seemed to have guessed his thoughts and prepared in advance.

When he rushed to the little boy's side, the little boy had already drawn his bowstring and shot out a multicolored sword light.

The sword light was more than three feet long, and it was an arrow as long as a finger, and the spiritual power condensed was brilliant.

Although the sword light is not large, it contains terrifying power, enough to shatter the mountains and cut off the flow of the great river.

The sword light shot straight at He Wuxian's head, and the sharp and violent aura enveloped his body.

Faced with the shooting of the sword light, he had only two choices.

Either dodge or resist.

After shooting out the sword light, the little boy quickly retreated, as fast as lightning, which shocked He Wuxi.

If he dodges without hatred, if he wants to catch the little boy again, he will have to spend a lot of time and waste a lot of time.

So, he chose to resist hard and accelerated towards the little boy.

When the sword light shot in front of him and was about to hit his head, he suddenly stretched out his left hand and grabbed it towards the sword light with all five fingers in unison.

At this moment, his left hand was simple and dull, but it was as powerful as grasping heaven and earth, and he had the strength and aura to control a qiē.

The five fingers were instantly retracted, and the multicolored sword light that shot out suddenly stopped and was firmly held.

"Click!"

Only a crisp sound was heard, and the colorful sword light was crushed by He Wuxian and turned into countless fragments.

His left hand was unscathed, and he grabbed the little boy as fast as lightning.

The powerful defense and power of the Heavenly Emperor's body were fully displayed at this moment, making the little boy show a surprised and shocked expression.

He was very confident in that arrow, and he believed that he would be able to force him back, or hurt him.

But the result was incredible, and it gave him a deeper understanding of He Wuxie's powerful strength.

Seeing He Wuxian's big hand grabbing it again, where did he dare to resist, and hurriedly retreated backwards.

Not only that, while running away quickly, he didn't forget to pull out the golden sword and stab at He Wuxian's left hand.

The little boy's golden sword was only as long as He Wuxian's fingers.

Although such a small sword was like a toy in He Wuxian's eyes, it was a genuine ninth-level spiritual weapon.

Moreover, a foot-long sword light bloomed on the golden sword, which was condensed by magical spiritual power, and possessed incredible power.

This sword light is very powerful and can't be blocked!

He Wuxian instantly judged the power of this sword, and he had a plan in his heart.

I saw that when his left hand was about to grab the sword light, he suddenly flicked his fingers and hit the sword light from the side with his index finger.

"Ding!"

Only a crisp buzzing sound was heard, and the terrifying sword light was shattered by He Wuxian's finger.

The sword light turned into fragments and dissipated, bursting out with a violent energy that spread in all directions.

He Wuxi's left hand was not affected, and he sped up and grabbed at the little boy.

This time, the little boy no longer had any resistance, and was instantly captured by He Wuxian.

He grabbed the little boy by the waist with his left hand and held both of his arms in it.

Under the majestic and terrifying power, the little boy was completely unable to move, and immediately scolded angrily and panicked.

"You abominable human! I am the ninth prince of the elven kingdom, you dare to do this to me, my father will not let you go!"

"Don't let go of this prince quickly, or this prince will let the guards tear you apart!"

Even if he was captured, the little boy who called himself the Nine Princes was still not weak.

He proudly held his little head high and glared at He Wuxian unyieldingly.

He Wuxian smiled, holding the strength of the Nine Princes to increase a little, and rubbing it twice.

Suddenly, the ninth prince was pinched and his whole body creaked, and his delicate and cute little face and body were about to deform, and he let out a cry of pain.

Hundreds of elves surrounded him, surrounded He Wuxian, but they didn't dare to act rashly.

They aimed their bows and arrows at He Wuxi, and scolded him fiercely, telling him to let go of the Nine Princes.

Of course, He Wuxian had no fear, and said with a smile: "Young Master Ben is here to discuss things with your king, as long as you lead the way, Young Master Ben will naturally not hurt the ninth prince." ”

Among the hundreds of elves, the captain of the guard, who was the leader, weighed and considered it, and could only reluctantly agree to He Wuxi's request.

Then, the elves of the Nine Princes' personal guards led the way in front of them, and took He Wuxian to leap over the mountains and rivers and enter a cloud that covered the sky and the sun.

This seemingly ordinary cloud is actually a powerful and mysterious enchantment formation.

This is a spirit level nine phantom array enchantment, second only to the god level formation, very powerful and complex.

In this phantom array enchantment, there is a different dimension.

And the elven kingdom is in another dimension, very hidden, and it is difficult for outsiders to discover.

The guards took He Wuxian and shuttled through the phantom array enchantment for a while, and then they walked out of the fog.

When the fog in front of him dissipated, what appeared in front of He Wuxian was a beautiful and beautiful scene.

This is a paradise, with beautiful mountains and rivers, Zhong Lingyu is beautiful, and it is full of rich colorful spiritual power.

The sky was blue, sunny and warm.

The green grass on the earth is green, and the emerald green grass is still hanging with crystal water droplets.

In the distance, there are endless mountains and forests, showing the evergreen scene of eternity, exuding an endless breath of life.

The breeze blows, and the air is filled with a strong aroma of plants and trees, which is refreshing.

Flocks of brightly coloured and graceful birds fly through the sky, leaving behind a crisp and gentle chirp.

Bursts of groups of demon beasts walked leisurely and quietly on the grassland, in the mountains and forests, looking very lazy.

This is the Elven Kingdom, a fairyland-like world.