Chapter 144 Rich Harvest

This is a shocking gamble. Six ten-thousand-year-old three-leaf rebirth grass and more than a dozen treasures of no different value have attracted even some of the older generation.

The faint clouds began to dissipate, and the meritorious monument finally appeared in front of everyone.

The high merit monument was shining, and a line of names and merits appeared in front of everyone. Among them, Yang Jian's name ranked first, and his meritorious service reached 20,8,8120 points!

Wan!

Seeing this, a shocking noise immediately broke out on the field.

"Yang Jian is actually the number one master! How is this possible! Impossible!" Someone shouted loudly.

"2.80,000 points of merit!" The long face of the ninth prince changed. He opened his eyes wide and looked at Yang Jian as if he had seen something horrible. All the young masters who participated in gambling were as pale as earth, with their mouths wide open, but they couldn't speak.

On the merit monument, a line of words exudes a faint light, and the names in the top ten are even more brilliant gold!

"First place, Yang Jian of Dongmu Empire, is worth 20,0009,120 points of merit!"

"Second place, the Holy Son of Jingshan, 1,999,100 merits!"

"Thirdth place, the saint of the Five-emun Temple, one hundred and eighty-six thousand five hundred and thirty-one merit!"

"Fourth place, the Dongmu Empire is fierce, with a merit of 1,97,656 points!"

"Fifth place, Yun Feiyang, the young master of Magic Sword Mountain, with a merit of 1,195,525 points!"

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Names appear on the merit monument one by one, from the first place to the thousandth place!

Among them, Shenxingshi Zhou Qianwu ranked sixth, Shuangxingshi Xueqianchou ranked ninth, Lin Xuexian ranked 135th, and the ninth prince was ranked 19th!

"No wonder he looked like he ate me. It turned out to be in the 19th place." Yang Jian smiled secretly in his heart.

The rankings appeared one by one, and the field suddenly exploded. The saints and young masters of the major superpowers are really the proud sons of heaven. Their strength far exceeds that of ordinary masters. Except for Yang Jian, almost all of the top ten are these people, and the gap between them is not very big.

Unfortunately, they should have been the young kings who were proud of the world, but today they were overwhelmed by Yang Jian, an unknown young man!

"I have never heard of this Yang Jian before, and he has overwhelmed many saints and young masters at once! It's unbelievable! I don't know which master he was secretly** by?

"The Dongmu Empire can be said to have suppressed the major superpowers this time. Not only did Yang Jian win the first throne, but also the Shenxingshi Zhou Qianwu and Shuangxingshi Xue Qianchou, as well as the so-called most potential fireman Huo Lie occupied the top ten positions. In this way, the Dongmu Empire actually occupied four seats in the top ten!"

"Fortunately, I didn't get excited to gamble with Yang Jianhao for a while, otherwise I would have no tears now. Haha, these people who gamble with him are going to regret it!"

Everyone was talking about it, and they all turned their eyes to Yang Jian's side. Yang Jian, who was used to the strong wind and waves, was naturally not afraid of everyone's eyes. With a smile, he walked to the ninth prince and those young masters who gambled with him.

"Guys, Yang Jian accidentally won the first place, and you lost. As the saying goes, if you are willing to gamble and lose, please give me your bets. Yang Jian's voice was not loud, but the masters present were very human and could hear them clearly.

Some good people shout out loud.

"Yes, since you have lost, you should be willing to bet and lose. Don't ruin your reputation!"

There was loud laughter everywhere, and the faces of the ninth prince and others were pale, and their hearts were dripping blood.

Although they are all young masters trained by major superpowers, there are only one or two heavy treasures that can be compared with the ten-thousand-year-old three-leaf rebirth. Now that they suddenly want to give it to others, they are naturally reluctant. However, they don't dare to say that they regret it.

Not to mention that Yang Jian and the masters present are not happy, even their respective forces will not let them go. Repentance is to smear the forces behind them, and the major forces naturally cannot tolerate it.

"Yang Jian! You are so cruel! Our green mountains will not change the green water. If you take mine, I will let you return it one by one!" A young master from the super power Wushan said fiercely with a cold face. While talking, he waved his hand and threw a magic medicine in the space ring to Yang Jian.

There was no change in Yang Jian's face, and he waved the magic medicine into the Jiulong Ring.

"Thank you, Brother Yao, for reminding me. Yang Jian wrote it down." This master from Wushan, named Yao Xiong, is the great-great-grandson of an elder in Wushan. His cultivation has reached the peak in the early stage of the secret world, which can be called the best of the young generation.

"Yang Jian, put it away! I will win it again!" Several children of big forces took action and threw the bet to Yang Jian. Yang Jianru walked leisurely and collected these bets into the Jiulong Ring one by one.

Several princes and princes of the Dongmu Empire finally snorted coldly and handed over the heavy treasures one by one, which were collected into the space ring by Yang Jian.

"Your Highness, do you want to go back on your word?" When there was only the ninth prince left who did not hand over the bet, the smile on Yang Jian's face slowly disappeared, and his voice was slightly dissatisfied.

"Huh! I don't care about this little thing! Take it!" The ninth prince snorted coldly and threw the Qingtian Yao Rizhu into Yang Jian's hand.

So far, Yang Jian has harvested more than a dozen important treasures, including weapons, elixir, magic medicine, etc., which can be said to be diverse. But without exception, these are all heavy treasures that can make the older generation of masters move! Fortunately, Yang Jian would always be with the brigade of the Dongmu Empire, otherwise he would not dare to go down the mountain alone.

After harvesting more than a dozen heavy treasures, Yang Jian is naturally in a particularly good mood. In the crowd, he also accidentally saw the fire eyes of the young master of the Huoxing Hall, but at this time, his broken arm actually grew out again!

"There are so many treasures in the Five elements of the Temple. It must be a peerless medicine that can regenerate the broken arm!" Yang Jian glanced at the fire eyes slightly and said secretly in his heart.

Huo Yan stood in the crowd at this time and did not find Yang Jian glanced at him. He was surrounded by four old men who were as thin as firewood and had messy hair, but their eyes were shining and glanced around. Obviously, they are looking for young masters who can break the arms of the fire eye.

Unfortunately, the master is simply Yang Jian's transformation with Eighty-Nine Xuangong. It is impossible for them to find them one by one. In this regard, Yang Jian was secretly happy, but there was no change in his face.

"Be sure to find that guy for me! I want to eat its meat and poultry skin!" His fiery eyes were pale, and his eyes glanced at the many masters in the field with cold light. It's just that there are tens of thousands of people on the court. How can he check it?

Fire Eye has always been the favorite son of heaven, the king of the younger generation, and a figure who can compare with the saint of the Five elements Temple, but now he has been broken by an arm, which has caused a lot of shock in the high level of the Five elements Temple. The owner of the Fire Hall was furious. The guy who broke his grandson's arm dared to erase even a trace of his life mark. He really pulled hair with a tiger's mouth, bold and seriously provoked his majesty!

"Look for it slowly. Unfortunately, you can't find me even if you look for it all your life." Yang Jian had a faint smile on his face and smiled secretly in his heart.

The ninth prince and a group of young masters who gambled with him all left, while Lin Xuexian looked at Yang Jian with a smile on his face.

"You're really good. You cheated a group of people at once." Lin Xuexian shook her head and smiled bitterly.

"Ha ha, I can't help it. If others want to gamble, I will naturally accompany them to the end." Yang Jian said with a smile.

"This is a soft armor won from the master of the Beacon Sect, which is just right for your self-defense. I will borrow flowers to offer Buddhas. The snow fairy girl has to laugh at it. Yang Jian said and took out a soft armor with a hot smell from the Jiulong ring.

"Ha ha, then I won't be polite." Lin Xuexian giggled, the blue light in her hand flashed, and she put the soft armor into the space ring.

At this moment, the door of the giant palace on the top of the mountain rumbled open, and the leaders of the major superpowers came out of the palace.

"It seems that the good show is about to begin." Yang Jian's eyes were shining. He couldn't wait to enter the nest of all beasts and get the heavy treasure left by the Qing Emperor.