Dragon Ball: Shackles of Life

In the eleventh universe!

The fallen angels Asmodeus and Belial arrived here at this time. The God of Destruction of the Eleventh Universe was so delicious that he was already dying. He was not at the same level as the fallen angels.

"You guys!"

A figure came quickly from the endless fog, it was Toppo, the candidate for the God of Destruction.

Toppo gathered the power of the God of Destruction and attacked Asmodeus with violence and madness.

"There's also a little bug!"

Asmodeus' eyes narrowed, and the power of his free will surged crazily, forming a whirlwind that covered Toppo!

"Ahhhh..."

Toppo's body fell on the God of Destruction, shattered like a mirror, and finally turned into dust, just as delicious as before, and disappeared without a trace.

The Angel of the Eleventh Universe, Markarita, was covering her injured arm. The staff in her hand was broken, and blue blood was dripping down her arm.

"It's really weak. Although it's long enough, it's a pity that it's just a vase. It's not useful but looks good!"

Compared to Markarita, Asmodeus was clean and tidy at the moment, leaving no trace, and completely abused her in a crushing manner.

call out!

Just when Asmodeus gathered the power of his utmost freedom and prepared to completely deal with Markarita, Markarita and the God of Destruction disappeared in front of their eyes through a space transfer.

Asmodeus was startled, raised his eyebrows, and said: "Spatial transfer, this power is Lord Michael."

Belial was holding a staff at this time and received news from the other four fallen angels. The same thing happened. Both the angels and the God of Destruction disappeared.

"The same goes for Leviathan and the others. They have disappeared. They should have been transferred to the King's Palace by Master Michael!"

"Haha... Lord Michael is so gentle, just like before. Alas, I really don't want to fight Lord Michael!"

Asmodeus looked sad. Compared to Lucifer and Cronus, the six fallen angels woke up from their slumber, which was equivalent to a whole night's sleep.

Belial looked around. The fog that filled the entire eleventh universe seemed to be much lighter than before. He said lightly: "The endless fog is much less than before. It's really strange. With Lord Michael's power, why not Stop the endless fog in advance."

Asmodeus spread his hands and said: "Who knows, Lord Michael must have his own ideas. Lords like Lucifer and Cronus all have their own considerations. We are not qualified to guess at them. What are your thoughts? Lord Michael might have some plan."

Asmodeus and Belial flew out of the neutral space and headed towards the seventh universe.

On the way, Asmodeus suddenly spoke and asked Belial: "Hey, Belial, tell me, will Lord Lucifer or Lord Michael win in the end?"

"Lord Quan Wang will win!"

Belial's lazy and light words made Asmodeus freeze for a moment.

"Quan, Lord Quan Wang..."

Asmodeus's pupils shrank a bit, and his voice was trembling.

Asmodeus came back to his senses, smiled softly, and said: "Beryl, why did you mention Mr. Quan Wang? Mr. Quan Wang will not help Mr. Michael and the others this time. He remains neutral now. Obviously Mr. Quan Wang I am tired of human stupidity. This time, I believe that without the help of Mr. Quan Wang, we will definitely defeat Mr. Michael and others and gain the final victory."

Belial did not answer. After glancing at Asmode with his lazy and indifferent eyes, he stopped talking, as if he was playing the piano to a cow. His words were not speculative, and he looked indifferent and free, as if he had seen through everything.

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In the seventh universe, Whis and Beerus, who were suppressing Leila and her group with all their strength, suddenly disappeared, causing Leila, who was almost crazy, to shout hysterically.

"Beerus, how is it possible? Where is Beerus? Assholes, don't you have the upper hand? Why did he run away? Why did he run away! Get back here, aren't you the God of Destruction? Why are you acting like a wimp?"

Laila's beautiful face was already bleeding with blood. She wiped it gently and vented her anger around with the knife.

"here we go!"

Piccolo's eyes were stunned, and he quickly came to Sun Wuhan and whispered: "Gohan, the next fallen angels will be left to you."

"Well, Uncle Bick, don't worry and leave it to me!"

Compared to others, Son Gohan's clothes are not even dirty, and his words are full of confidence. The fallen angels who can crush Weiss, Bardos, and Markarita seem to be nothing to worry about for him. Red His eyes were shining with red light in the endless mist.

On the 18th and 17th, Vegeta and Broly also stood with Piccolo and Son Gohan. They did not use all their strength. The purpose was to eliminate the next fallen angels and create a group that could barely suppress Laila. Mas, Zhai Kou, Yamosi and their illusions caused all the fallen angels to come.

On the 21st, Kelin, Tianjin Fan, and Bidili were back to back, surrounded by skeleton soldiers.

"Ah ho..."

Boom...

I saw Yamcha roaring excitedly in the distance. Wherever the qigong waves and qigong bombs struck, there was a violent roar, and large swaths of skeleton soldiers were shattered by Yamcha.

"It's so cool. It's even more fun than staying one night in Dongdu's Flower Street! Come on, come and see how awesome my uncle Yamucha is."

Bidili was holding her forehead at this time. She was wearing the same purple martial arts uniform as Sun Wulin and fishnet-shaped tight underwear. She looked at Yamucha who broke away from them and started to kill the skeleton soldiers in all directions. For a while, have no choice.

"Uncle Yamcha, come back. Master has already said, don't be obsessed with fighting."

Klin said helplessly: "Yamucha is already too high, but forget it, Bidili, the skeleton soldier is not very powerful anyway, let him make trouble, Wu Ling is too worried about us, these The combat effectiveness of the soldiers is not very high!"

No. 21 had not yet transformed into the devil state. He adjusted his glasses slightly, and the Qigong waves in his hands continued to blast around, making naughty sounds.

"It's true that they don't need to be beaten. However, Kesi's introduction said that these skeleton soldiers are all humans from the thirteenth to eighteenth universes in the past. They can't be killed all. Moreover, they are all bones and not tasty. In addition, The endless fog can also interfere with us, so be careful."

The qigong bombs in Yamcha's palm continued to be released to the surroundings, and landed smoothly on the ground. He looked at the skeleton soldiers around him with a proud look.

"That's it, hahaha... What a bunch of soldiers, come on, hahaha... They're just better than the soldiers Frieza brought before."

Card crash!

Suddenly, the ground cracked, and the endless fog slowly became thinner. A skeleton soldier broke out of the ground. Under Yamcha's disbelieving eyes, he grabbed him tightly with both hands and feet.

"Wha, what? Not good..."

Yamcha saw that the energy of the dense skeleton soldiers around him began to explode, and he had no time to react. A mass explosion occurred. Tens of thousands of skeleton soldiers self-destructed neatly, and a soaring mushroom cloud resounded through the entire sky, swallowing Yamcha. Shrouded in it.

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