Dragon Ball: Shackles of Life

King Kai!

Sun Wuling followed the direction guided by the North Realm King and searched for his breath. The sign of freedom in his body was turned on, and his energy was constantly accumulating.

"The Dragon Balls of Planet Cyril are really a problem. If Frieza is really resurrected again... I found it. I found Frieza's anger, and he is indeed resurrected. Thank you, Mr. Kaio!"

call out!

Sun Wuling didn't have time to say anything, and he teleported and disappeared to Kaiwang.

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Cyril Star!

Frieza placed the dragon ball in his hand on the ground, followed the spell on the note, and called out to summon the dragon again.

The originally clear sky of Planet Cyril turned dark again, and the dragon took off. Frieza looked at the dragon on Planet Cyril excitedly.

"Those who have collected two Dragon Balls, tell me your wish, and I will try my best to fulfill it for you!"

"Uh huh...cough cough cough..."

Frieza coughed softly, looked around, and after realizing that no one was there, he stretched out his palm and said: "Shenron, please fulfill my wish and let me grow five meters taller in this and my final golden form. …”

"Frieza..."

Suddenly, a familiar roar came to his ears, and Frieza turned around subconsciously. At this time, he saw Sun Wuling in the form of freedom and extreme intention, placing his palms on his waist, forming a calyx shape, and charging up the largest turtle style Qigong wave. .

"Die..."

Buzz…

"Sun Wuling, no..."

The turtle-style qigong wave mixed with the power of freedom was released. The thick turtle-style qigong wave instantly penetrated and covered Frieza, who had no time to transform into the golden form. Frieza was annihilated and dissipated again.

Before it was over, the two exquisite and small dragon balls of Cyril's dragon turned into dust together under the unwilling roar of the dragon! They were all wiped out by Sun Wuling.

Buzz…

The Turtle School Qigong wave penetrated the sky and shot out beyond the Cyril Star. The sky became clear again. At this time, Sun Wuling breathed out a breath of turbidity, and the Cyril Star also returned to clear sky with the disappearance of the dragon.

"It was such a close call. I almost made Frieza's wish come true. Unfortunately, the Dragon Balls were also destroyed by me!"

After sensing Frieza's aura, Son Wuling teleported over and arrived. As soon as he arrived, he saw Frieza about to make a wish. In desperation, he had no time to think about it and decisively chose to use the turtle style Qigong wave. Frieza was eliminated, but Shenron and the Dragon Balls were also destroyed.

"But if you destroy it, destroy it. I don't know what wish Frieza made just now..."

Sun Wuling thought suspiciously that he seemed to remember that Frieza must have grown five centimeters taller. Frieza's fourth and golden forms were as tall as his daughter Rose.

However, after just going through their joint destruction, I am afraid that the wish is also a wish to retaliate against them. I should not wish for such a joke!

"I guess so……"

Sun Wuling muttered with some uncertainty, completely unaware that he was back in heaven at this time. Frieza, who was hanging on the tree, was cursing his mother angrily.

During the previous battle, he noticed that he was only about the same height as Qiangwei. In addition, his Frieza army also had some gossips. Unexpectedly, he was just short of the last step and was destroyed by Son Wu Ling.

"Sun Wuling, you are the most abominable, disgusting, ugly, disgusting, evil, perverted, insidious, cunning, shameless, vicious, despicable and ugliest person in the entire universe..."

Frieza's hatred for Son Goku now skyrocketed, surpassing Son Goku, and completely surpassing his hatred of Saiyans. Angry curses and shouts rang out in this heaven, and countless spirits danced around him.

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At this time on Cyril Star, Sun Wuling felt that his nose was itchy, as if someone was talking about him, so he rubbed it gently.

"Well, I sensed the Namekian aura!"

Sun Wuling's expression was startled. In his perception, Frieza's army was now running away from the Cyril planet like crazy. He ignored Frieza's army and these little miscellaneous fishes, and teleported to a prison.

In Sun Wuling's sight, an old Namekian was sitting in front of him. After discovering him, he looked shocked and disbelieving.

"You, who are you?"

This old-looking Namekian is Monet who lives on the planet Cyril!

"My name is Son Wu Ling. After I just eliminated Frieza, I sensed the aura of a Namekian. I am friends with the Namekians, so I came here specially?"

Sun Wuling said calmly and easily, the aura of freedom and freedom dissipating from his body.

"Wha, what? The reborn demon was destroyed by you!"

Monette looked at Sun Wuling in disbelief and shouted loudly.

"Yes!"

Son Wu Ling nodded and replied: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, the situation was urgent just now. Frieza just summoned Shenlong to make a wish, and I destroyed Frieza and the Dragon Balls directly."

"Ah, Dragon Ball also..."

Monette stood up at this time, and after hearing Sun Wuling's words, he said with some disappointment: "It doesn't matter, Mr. Sun Wuling, those two dragon balls were also entrusted to me by the great elder. I am completely incapable of protecting them and causing such a big disaster. , thank you for destroying Frieza, saving us, and saving the entire Cyril Planet! Thank you!"

After saying that, Monette bent down towards Sun Wuling! There was an imperceptible sadness on his face, and he was already determined to die.

Sun Wuling did not hide away. He noticed Monette's face and words just now, and replied: "You haven't told me your name yet?"

"Ah, look at my memory. I'm sorry. My name is Monet, Mr. Sun Wuling. I have been living on Cyril Planet. Now I am the only clan member left on Cyril Planet."

Monette replied quickly towards Sun Wuling.

Sun Wuling nodded and replied: "Monette, the way I looked at you just now, is there something that requires Dragon Balls to do?"

Monette nodded with a wry smile and explained: "I'm sorry to make you laugh, Mr. Sun Wuling. It's just that my grandson Granola, who we depended on, died in the hands of Frieza, so I heard that the Dragon Balls were destroyed. Afterwards, I felt sad.”

"So that's it..."

Sun Wuling suddenly realized and said with a smile: "Monette, you don't need to be too sad. In addition to Cyril, there are dragon balls on my home planet Earth and Namek, which can resurrect your grandson."

"What? Mr. Sun Wuling, are you telling the truth?"

Monette experienced two extreme U-turns in his heart, and asked in disbelief: "Mr. Sun Wuling, why are you helping an old man like me like this?"

Sun Wuling showed a faint smile, and his voice was not as cold as when he faced the enemy before, and said: "I am friends with the Namekians, and you don't have that uncomfortable feeling in your body and soul, but Monet , we need to wait for a moment, there are a few little bugs listening to our conversation."

The smile on Sun Wuling's face disappeared instantly, and his eyes became cold and stern. With a wave of his hand, a strong wind suddenly spread, and the entire prison was instantly shattered. Three miserable screams sounded in the strong wind, mixed with the wind. In the dust, a plain of sand formed all around. Three figures wearing prison uniforms lay on the ground, looking at Sun Wuling in horror.

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