Chapter 142 Meet the Nine Princes Again

The speed of the Wind Eagle King is unparalleled in the world, but Yang Jian came to the main peak of the Mythical Beast Mountain in half a quarter of an hour.

"Is this the main peak of the Mythical Beast Mountain?" Looking at the beautiful peaks of the towering green trees in front of him and the Feiquan Waterfall everywhere, Yang Jian was stunned. When he left here, there was still a dead silence, just like a dead mountain. Now it has become a green mountain full of business, and the great changes are unbelievable.

"There is a super strong man who brought this mountain back to life with supreme power." The five elements of pearls explained in their hearts. In fact, without the explanation of the five elements of beads, Yang Jian also guessed this in his heart.

It is rumored that if the strength is strong to a certain extent, you can change your life, and it is not difficult to restore youth to a dead mountain. Yang Jian met other young strong men who returned at the foot of the mountain. These people all drove strange beasts and horses that fell from the sky, as powerful as gods. Being able to stick to the end is the best of the young generation, and their strength is far greater than that of ordinary masters. They all looked arrogant and didn't pay attention to anyone.

Roar!

At this moment, a loud roar came from the sky. Then several divine lights fell from the sky, and four figures appeared not far from Yang Jian.

"Ninth Prince?" When he saw the four figures clearly, Yang Jian smiled secretly in his heart. Yes, these four figures are the ninth prince and the three young masters. At this time, the three masters were not possessed by the armor, and Yang Jian clearly saw the appearance of the three people.

The nine-foot-tall man's face is like a knife, with clear edges and corners, and a pair of tiger eyes are shining. He wears golden armor, which is extremely heavy and sonorous in action. His thick eyebrows stood up and glanced around, like a fierce beast looking for prey, so that the young masters around him did not dare to approach him.

The woman wears white light armor and has a beautiful face. She is like a fairy, moving slowly and elegantly, as if she wants to take advantage of the wind, but she is cold all over her body, which makes people dare not get too close.

When he saw the most powerful fire master, Yang Jian couldn't help but be stunned.

"Fight?" Yang Jian shook his head secretly in his heart.

This fire master is Lin Xuexian's friend, and he can even defeat the fire master! It is rumored that he was born with a heavenly fire to protect his body. Now it seems that the fire that day is the flame of heaven!

In the imperial-level dead war with Qinglian, all three of them were severely damaged, but now it seems that the injury has healed. The three people stood side by side, and the masters around them did not dare to get too close. The strength of these three people is absolutely first-class among many masters. Although the others are also the proud sons of heaven, they consciously choose to keep a low profile in front of them.

"Yang Jian?" When Yang Jian looked at the four of them, the ninth prince also saw Yang Jian standing not far away.

A sneer stood up at the corners of his mouth, and the ninth prince walked to Yang Jian.

"It's not good to fight alone." The ninth prince sneered and said sarcastically.

"His Royal Highness the Ninth Prince seems to be full of confidence. I don't know how many merits he has won? Can you rank in the top ten of the merit monument? Yang Jian said slowly with a faint smile on his face.

"Well, I have three masters to help, so naturally there is no lack of merit. It's you, a small ungrut who fights alone, even if you are given a year, you can't get 500,000 merit, let alone get the meritorious monument!" The ninth prince disdained Yang Jian and sneered.

For a solo master, it is really difficult to get the merit monument. In the face of the army of dead things all over the mountains and fields, without the help of teammates, there is a 90% chance that they will be besieged to death by dead objects!

"If you can pick up a life, you will have a big life!" The ninth prince sneered and seemed to be waiting for Yang Jian to make a fool of himself.

"Well, let's make a bet." Yang Jian didn't care. He smiled and said.

"Bet? Well, since you don't know whether to live or die, just make a bet. Say, what do you want to bet on?" The ninth prince was slightly stunned, followed by a sneer.

"We will bet on our meritorious value. The person with the highest meritorious value wins, and the winner can ask the other party for something. No matter what it is, the loser must hand it over unconditionally, dare? Yang Jian curled his lips at the ninth prince.

"Yes, it's just that I suspect you don't have anything good for me to see." The ninth prince stood up with a trace of disdain at the corners of his mouth, looked up and down at Yang Jian and sneered.

"How about this thing?" Yang Jian said and waved his hand, and a magic medicine with a strong medicinal fragrance appeared in his hand.

This magic medicine has only three leaves, and the surface is blue and yellow, emitting dazzling light. As soon as the magic medicine came out, he attracted many masters around him on the spot.

"It turned out to be a ten-thousand-year-old three-leaf rebirth!" The masters around him exclaimed.

"The ten-thousand-year-old three-leaf rebirth grass is equivalent to a life! No matter how serious the injury is, you only need to take this medicine, and the injury can be healed in the blink of an eye! This is an anti-God thing!"

"It is rumored that the three-leaf rebirth grass is only available in the mythical beast mountain, and the number is very small. If there is no chance, it is impossible to get it! I didn't expect this teenager to get a plant! Great opportunity, this is a great opportunity!"

The masters around talked about it, and even the three of them were attracted by the three-leaf rebiring grass. The ordinary three-leaf rebirth is already a hot treasure. The ten-thousand-year-old three-leaf rebirth has been called an anti-goth god, and the three of them have never seen it.

Huo Lie didn't know Yang Jian, and Yang Jian only met him once in Qinglong City, so the two were not familiar with each other and did not say hello.

But the three of them also heard a little about Yang Jian's reputation.

"Is this Yang Jian?" He looked at Yang Jian with great interest, "Xue Xian praised him a lot in front of me, but I don't know if he is as good as she said?"

"The breath of this person is like a fierce beast. Although he hides this breath in his body, I can clearly feel it." The man who was nine feet tall said in a low voice.

This nine-foot-tall man is Xu Tian, and he is also a master of Dongmu Royal College.

The woman in white has been watching coldly without saying a word.

"Thirty-thousand-year-old three-leaf rebirth?" The ninth prince's eyelids couldn't help jumping twice. He has only heard of such a magic medicine.

"What? Doesn't the ninth prince take out something that can make me eye-catching? Yang Jian waved his hand to take the three-leaf rebirder into the Kowloon ring and said with a smile, "If that's the case, there's no need to gamble."

"Hmm, I naturally don't lack treasures!" With a cold hum, the ninth prince took out a treasure from the space ring.

This is a cyan bead the size of a baby's fist. The surface of the beads emits dazzling blue light, illuminating the sky.

"The blue sky shines with pearls!" The masters around him exclaimed again.

"The blue sky shines with the sun. It is rumored that this pearl can attract the power of Zhou Tianmu and accelerate the speed of absorbing the power of wood. There are also rumors that this pearl is related to the ancient emperor. I don't know if it's true or not?

"It is rumored that the sun beads in the blue sky are the gods born of heaven and earth, and there are only a few in the whole world! Unexpectedly, there was one in the hand of the ninth prince of the Dongmu Empire! The value of this pearl is enough to match the ten-thousand-year-old three-leaf rebirth grass!"

"The blue sky shines with the sun? Yang Jian, hahahahaha, this ninth prince has helped you a lot. Seeing the blue sky shining with the sun beads, the five-element beads laughed in Yang Jian's body.

"What?" Yang Jian was puzzled.

"Looking for the heavy treasure left by the Qing Emperor depends on this divine pearl!" The five elements of pearls are all here, and I won't say more.

"The ninth prince is worthy of being the ninth prince, even these treasures." Yang Jian smiled.

"Well, although the treasure is good, it's a pity that you can't get it. Take good care of the three-leaf rebirth. After a while, it will be my prince. The ninth prince's face was full of self-confidence, as if he had settled Yang Jian.

Yang Jian disdained this.

Everyone goes to the peak of the main peak of the Mythical Beast Mountain. Only there can we see the exact merit value and merit monument ranking. At this time, the jade pendant in their hands had already disappeared and turned into flying ash.

"I can't wait to get your three-leaf rebirth." The ninth prince walked in front of Yang Jian and turned around and said coldly.

"Oh? Is that so? Ha ha, that's what I mean." Yang Jian was unmoved and walked to the top of the mountain.

"Hmm, you can still laugh later!" The ninth prince snorted coldly and followed.

"Yang Jian seems to be very confident. What do you think?" Xu Tian, a man of nine feet tall, turned his head and asked Huo Lie.

"In my opinion, the ninth prince is going to lose that treasure. It's a pity..." He shook his head with a fiery smile, and then walked to the top of the mountain.

"Can Yang Jian's meritorious value surpass the ninth prince? How is this possible?" Xu Tian looked full of disbelief, and after saying that, he strode after him.