Chapter 314: That

He Pingsheng smiled and landed on a protruding stone on the cliff nearby, watching the spectacular scene before him.

Rumble...

Although the giant dragon was severely injured, it was a Golden Core stage after all; its magic power moved, and nine water pillars soared into the sky again.

"Senior!" The Ninth Prince pointed to He Pingsheng not far away and said: "It's him... I just saw it, he stole two of your fruits!"

"Not me, I didn't get any!"

As a result!

A giant water pillar roared toward the Ninth Prince.

He Pingsheng felt that the power of this water pillar was less than thirty percent of before.

He didn't know if the giant dragon was deliberately holding back, or if it was because the severe injury affected the performance of its divine ability.

Fortunately, the Ninth Prince was not weak; he activated a defensive magic treasure while running along the cliff to dodge.

And don't say, after this series of operations, the attacks of the nine water pillars were all resisted.

"Damn it..."

The Ninth Prince's face turned black, and he panted: "Senior, it really wasn't me... Senior, stop..."

"I am a royal disciple, how dare you do this?"

The giant dragon said: "I know you are a royal disciple; that's why I only used thirty percent of my strength when I attacked just now, otherwise you would have died under my water pillar long ago!"

"Get lost!"

The Ninth Prince was unwilling to give up; he pointed at He Pingsheng and said: "This guy just stole two of your fruits, Senior, why don't you punish him?"

The giant dragon wanted to vomit blood: Damn it, my business is for you to manage?

"Bang..." Another giant water pillar suddenly shot out from the water, roaring toward the Ninth Prince.

This time the Ninth Prince didn't have time to defend and was directly blasted a hundred zhang away, then 'bang', fell into the water.

A bright red blood flower bloomed on the water surface.

Splash...

The Ninth Prince was not killed; he still leaped out of the water and landed on the cliff.

He was considered slightly injured.

"Hmph... get lost..."

The giant dragon roared, and its massive body sank into the water again.

"Whew... whew..." The Ninth Prince breathed a sigh of relief, then reached out to take an elixir to restore his breath, while looking at He Pingsheng and asking: "Kid, you just took the fruit, why didn't he attack you?"

He Pingsheng smiled and said: "I don't know either; perhaps... because..."

"I don't have a greedy heart!"

"I only took two, and left one!"

"Perhaps that is the reason!"

"Hmph..." The Ninth Prince sneered: "This Prince doesn't care about that much; everything in this Mystic Realm is a relic of my royal family!"

"You took this fourth-tier immortal fruit; I am not greedy either, how about this, split one with me!"

"How about it?"

He Pingsheng shook his head: "When I came, the elders of your royal family said that everything in this Mystic Realm depends on opportunity, ability, and means, and didn't say it depends on royal blood!"

"Hehehe..."

A fake smile appeared on He Pingsheng's face.

"Good, good, good..." The Ninth Prince's sneer deepened: "You said it well, depends on opportunity, depends on means!"

"Hehehe..."

"Now, let me show you this Prince's means!"

Boom...

The Ninth Prince moved his feet, leaped up, and came toward He Pingsheng.

And while still in the void, this guy took out a silver spear and thrust it at He Pingsheng.

As the spear thrust out, it suddenly transformed into ten zhang in size.

Lightning flashed on the spear, its momentum incomparable.

He Pingsheng naturally did not fear; golden light flashed beneath his feet, and he dodged directly.

Boom...

The Ninth Prince's silver spear roared into the cliff wall where He Pingsheng had just been.

A gap a zhang wide was blasted into the cliff wall, and rubble and stones fell down, falling into the water.

He Pingsheng said: "Is the Ninth Prince trying to snatch it?"

"Correct!"

The Ninth Prince chuckled and said: "Don't you understand what depends on means is?"

"Depends on means means whoever snatches it gets it!"

"If you have the ability, you can also snatch my things!"

As he spoke, the Ninth Prince attacked again.

He Pingsheng couldn't be bothered with him and said: "Fine, whoever snatches it gets it!"

"Let's see if you have the ability!"

Boom...

Golden light flashed beneath He Pingsheng's feet, and he leaped away again; he didn't care about the Ninth Prince and headed straight out of the valley.

"Want to leave?"

A sneer appeared on the Ninth Prince's face: "You think you can run just by wearing a pair of broken shoes?"

"Look at my speed!"

"Open for me!"

A third-tier talisman was activated by the Ninth Prince, and then he 'bang', stuck the third-tier talisman on his body.

The next moment, his speed could be said to have reached the extreme, whooshing past dozens of zhang.

This speed was three parts faster than He Pingsheng's speed.

"Hehehe..." The Ninth Prince carried a ferocious smile, laughing while chasing: "You wouldn't split one with me just now when I asked!"

"Now that I have wasted a third-tier talisman, those two fruits of yours are all mine!"

"No..."

"Those broken shoes on your feet are also not bad; from now on, they are also mine!"

The Ninth Prince's speed was faster than He Pingsheng's!

So, the distance between him and He Pingsheng became closer and closer.

Soon, it was only a dozen zhang.

"Hehehe..." The Ninth Prince laughed: "Kid, now if you kneel down and beg me, I might spare your life!"

"Otherwise, I will make you wish you were dead!"

"Noisy!" He Pingsheng, who was running in front, suddenly turned his head and stopped, his magic tool flashing.

Rumble...

The Nine-Glory Dragon-Slaying Flag transformed into ten zhang in size, carrying incomparable thunder, and struck first, roaring toward the Ninth Prince who was flying over.

"Small tricks!"

Seeing He Pingsheng actually dare to stop and attack, the Ninth Prince dared not be careless and waved his hand, and the silver divine spear roared out again.

Same spear-type divine weapon, same attached lightning attack.

Two lightning bolts crashed into each other.

Then, He Pingsheng's lightning fire-fast swallowed the opponent's lightning, finally dissolving the opponent's lightning completely, and roared toward the Ninth Prince again.

"Damn it..."

The Ninth Prince cursed, but his speed was truly fast; before the lightning arrived, he had already dodged it.

He Pingsheng's brows furrowed: This guy is slippery, really not easy to deal with.

The next moment, he waved his hand again, and countless ice cones pierced out.

Spell: Poison-Sting Ice-Cone Technique.

However, after all one hundred and eight ice cones were released, the Ninth Prince dodged them again.

Hey...

Interesting!

This kid is a bit strong.

Pfft...

What the Ninth Prince didn't expect was that just as he dodged the ice cones, a cluster of thorns that grew out from the cliff wall trapped him.

On those emerald-green thorns, several flowers even bloomed.

The moment the flowers bloomed, several poison stings flew out, piercing his thigh.