Dragon Ball: Super God Vegeta

Chapter 895

"Caring is chaotic."

Yan Jun said with relief: "Because I have a bad relationship with the rest of the West, I can look at the overall situation with absolute rationality. If something happens to my most important person, I can't guarantee my peace of mind."

Looking at her beautiful and unparalleled, Beget leaned up suddenly, pecked her pale pink lips, and then quickly backed away.

He chuckled and said, "This is the etiquette I only learned recently to thank others."

Yan Jun stretched out his hand and touched his lips. He didn't feel like a normal girl in anger. Instead, he laughed freely and said, "This is the kiss in the legend? There is no special feeling."

"It's not easy to want a special feeling. Come here and I will teach you." Vegett blinked and waved to Yan Jun.

Yan Jun smiled and shook his head, and stretched out his hand to pat the back of his hand: "Don't try to take advantage of me, be careful to pay yourself in."

"If you pay for it, you can pay for it. I am willing to be with a woman like you," Vegett said bewildered.

Yan Jun would not believe his rhetoric, and said lightly: "I said to pay in, not to pay you to me. I think it's just right to pay to the ten thousand-year-old demon in the underground mansion, and use poison to fight poison."

The corner of Vegett's mouth slightly aroused and said, "Unless you conceal my identity, who would dare to ask me?"

"You, many times it is speechless." Yan Jun gently poked Vegett's face a few times with a finger, and said with a smile.

"Just say, what hand are you using?" Vegett said, rubbing his fingers subconsciously.

He wanted to try to pinch Yan Jun's face to see how soft and smooth it was.

It's a pity that he hesitated for a few moments, after all, he didn't dare to make a move.

At this stage, he can't beat Yan Jun, and it's not fun to be molested by the other party if molested.

"Your Majesty, I'll be near Xiaoleiyin Temple soon." Outside the curtain, Tai Situ the beast-driving spoke abruptly.

Yan Jun narrowed the smile at the corner of his mouth, and said in a deep voice, "Hidden whereabouts and explore the location of Jin Kuang."

Tai Situ nodded, the scepter in his hand suddenly burst out with dazzling light, covering the entire chariot.

When the light dissipated, the chariot completely turned into an invisible transparent shape, and quickly fell from the sky.

Amidst the darkness, an undetectable energy flowed out of the scepter, Fusion entered into the aura between the heavens and the earth, drifting in all directions with the wind.

"Your Majesty, I found it."

After a long time, Tai Situ's voice rose slightly, and he drove the chariot to a dusty mountain peak with small toes and thick toes.

"Is it in here?" Beget looked at the mountain with his eyes from the sky, and easily looked at the mountain through a clear view, asking doubtfully.

"Not here."

A ray of light flashed in Yan Jun's eyes, and he smiled and said, "This mountain is the Jin Kou that traps everyone on the west side."

"Son Goku's strength is very sturdy, the one hundred thousand li saint magic weapon Nasumi, can be large or small, and can be easily retracted, but he forcibly broke the law and order, and it has grown to such an extent. The demon had no choice but to disguise it and seal it here.

Vegett said: "If you want to praise him, save him first. Let's talk about it. Lord, it's up to you."

Yan Jun flicked his fingers, and all the seven imaginary magic knives at his fingertips were ejected.

The magic knife pierced through the air and pierced into the mountain in an instant.

The seemingly indestructible mountain wall is completely vulnerable to a sharp magic knife.

However, as the runes on the mountain lit up, the entire mountain no longer looked like a stone, but instead grew like a tough skin.

Although the seven-handed magic sword is unstoppable inside the mountain, the hole pierced by the blade is often healed automatically after the blade passes.

The whole process will not exceed a moment.

Yan Jun frowned slightly, waved his hand, and summoned all the seven magic sabers back, frowning without saying a word.

"What's the matter?" Vegeter asked in surprise, "Can't even these seven magic swords deal with this golden cock?"

"There is nothing wrong with this Jin Gong itself, but the Sanskrit scripts on it are too powerful. They are written with the blood of the Primordial Dragon God. They have special attributes. My seven divine swords are not compatible with each other." Yan Jun explained.

There was a sense of loss in Vegeta's heart, and he said seriously: "So, can you break the skill with your strength?"

Yan Jun shook his head and said, "This scripture is connected with the Supreme Soul. To be honest, they are power. How can we break it?"

Vegett's face gradually became solemn, and he said solemnly, "Is there no other way?"

At this time, he has made up his mind in his heart. If even Yan Jun can't do anything, he will expose his strength to save everyone at all costs.

"It's not impossible."

Yan Jun solemnly said: "Everything is born and restrained. As long as I can find a treasure that can hold Sanskrit, I can easily chop up this golden ring with a knife and rescue the West."

"Then what baby do you know can hold this Sanskrit?"

Vegett took a deep breath and said solemnly: "If there is such a thing, even if it will cost a lot, I will get it. After all, I am their only hope now."

Yan Jun pursed his lips and said, "You must tie the bell to untie the bell. This Sanskrit script is written by the essence of the ancient dragon god. In principle, we only need to find it to solve our troubles."

"However, the Primordial Dragon God has long died in the Primordial Era, and even the remnant soul is no longer there. So we can only retreat and find the direct bloodline of the Primordial Dragon God as much as possible, using the most precious dragon horn on the dragon's body as a pen. Rewrite this piece of divine text."

"In the Primordial Ancient Times, there are so many dragon gods, leaving behind the blood of the three realms, how can we find suitable candidates from among the billions of dragon gods?" Vegett said helplessly.

Yan Jun's eyes were bright, and he solemnly said: "This is the benefit of living older, and there are many secrets known. As far as I know, there is a descendant of the blood of the Primordial Dragon God in the Tiangong. With his horns, it can be rewritten. This chapter."

"However, don't even think about asking him to help. Not to mention that you are in the same situation, just say that after rewriting the Sanskrit, the dragon's horn will be abandoned, and the other party will definitely not want to."

Vegett pursed his lips and asked softly, "Who is this descendant?"

"His name is Kang Jinlong, and he is a famous disciple of the Jiejiao, one of the twenty-eight stars in the world." Yan Jun said every word.

Vegett's eyes moved slightly, but the expression on his face gradually eased, and even a smile appeared: "It turned out to be him, the disciple of the cut!"

"You seem to be relieved."

Yan Jun said: "Don't think that he is the enemy camp, you can do whatever you want. Now, the entire church, from the leader of the saint, to the ordinary disciples, hates you deeply."

"Most of the previous grievances have ended. They are now waiting for an opportunity to retaliate against you. From point to point, once this kind of battle starts, it will be out of control!"*

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