Dragon Ball: Super God Vegeta

Chapter 915

"Tang Sanzang, Jin Chanzi..." His eyes turned to look at the huge pill furnace, but his heart trembled suddenly.

Under the feeling of his heart, he looked back at himself, but found that a small piece of deep and extremely dark haze appeared in the white and flawless luck.

"Ying Long!"

"The disciple is here."

"For the sake of our mentor and apprenticeship over the years, I would advise you to quickly release Tang San, and hide in this polar region from now on. Don't be born before the catastrophe, there may be a glimmer of life!" A solemn voice came from within the eyes.

Ying Long was stunned, and his heart trembled by the words of his master.

After a while, he suddenly felt a pain in his back, turned his eyes to look, and saw the goddess looking at him panicked, her eyes full of horror.

"Return to Master, the goddess has a deep affection for the disciple. Now I know that Tang Sengrou can save him, the disciple can't just give up... Dao Fifty, Tianyan 49, the disciple believes that under this catastrophe, there will eventually be A ray of life." Ying Long kowtowed.

The dark green eyes groaned for a long time, and finally sighed: "Fine, nothing, go by yourself. From now on, you will no longer be the candle dragon."

The voice fell, and his eyes disappeared into the sea of ​​clouds.

"Master." Ying Long's body trembled, his eyes full of horror.

How many calamities would it take to eat Tang Seng meat? Even an ancient god like Master must abandon his disciples to protect himself? !

"Ying Long, what should we do now? Could it be that this is my life, I will live like this ghost for the rest of my life?" Stepping out of the cliff and sea of ​​clouds, leaving the dojo, the goddess rushed into Ying Long's arms. Beep crying.

Ying Long wrapped her in his arms and patted her back with his right hand: "There will always be a way."

"Is there any way?" The goddess raised her eyes with tears in her eyes.

Ying Long's thoughts turned a hundred times, and a figure gradually appeared in his mind: "Perhaps, he has a way."

"Who is he...?" The goddess' eyes lit up and said quickly.

"Yin Shen Dagui Wan."

"Okimaru? Why does this name sound so strange?" the goddess murmured.

"In the north of the North Sea, there is a big island called Yingzhou. On Yingzhou, the livelihood of the people is billions, and it is called Fusang. This big ghost pill is a Fusang gas refiner. The names of the people there are very strange. "Ying Long explained.

The goddess nodded and said, "It shouldn't be too late. Let's set out to find this big ghost pill. The longer it takes, the less beneficial it will be for us."

A few moments later, in a pure wooden yin house, a figure wearing a witch robe and a hat on his head met the two gods Yinglong and his wife, and asked hoarsely, "What can you ask for?"

Ying Long summoned San Zang out, pointed at the robes on his body and said, "Dare to ask your Excellency, may this robes on his body be broken?"

Yinshen Daiguimaru reached out and touched the robe, and countless Sanskrit scripts suddenly appeared, like a fire of gold, igniting his palm.

"It's really interesting!"

He shook his palm, extinguished the flame, and said coldly, "This level of power can be called holy power in your world, right?"

Ying Long looked at him deeply and nodded: "Yes, this robes is a magic weapon of the saint level."

"I can help you find a way to get rid of this robes, but you have to pay me a certain amount of compensation to make up for the loss I made when I did it." Yinshen Daiguimaru said.

"what do you want?"

"Three hundred spiritual veins."

Ying Long smiled bitterly in his heart: "Even if you pawn me, you won't be able to make up three hundred spiritual veins."

Yinshen Daguimaru's complexion was a little unswerving, but he didn't force it. Instead, he stepped back and said, "Give me all the spiritual sources in you, and I will make it difficult for you to figure it out."

Ying Long glanced at the goddess, after all, he didn't dare to play any tricks, and surrendered all the energy in his body.

"That's it, really a poor ghost. It seems that I still have to return to the chaos and stay in the cage of the Three Realms, and I don't know when I can gather the spiritual source and open the gate of time and space."

While thinking in his heart, Yinshen Daguimaru said to the two wills in the soul: "Explore the essence of the robe, and recommend a cracking plan."

Amidst the darkness, an energy different from the immortal force flew out of his body, turned into a faint light, and penetrated into the robes on Sanzang's body.

"This robe is made up of the aspirations of thousands of people, and it is also engraved with a saint-level spell. If you want to break its defense, you must first break these thousands of people's wishes."

In the spirit of Yinshen Daguimaru, a voice said faintly.

"How can this tens of millions of people's wishes be broken?"

"In fact, it is very simple. The popular wishes still need to be resolved by the people. Only by collecting the grievances of tens of millions of people, the popular wishes on the robes can be washed away."

Yinshen Daguimaru was silent for a moment, slowly raised his eyes, and told the other party the result.

"Ten thousand people grievances?!" Ying Long's body trembled and was shocked.

The circulation of cause and effect, the merits are carried with you, in this way of heaven, everyone must accept the rules of the way of heaven.

Rescuing the dead and helping the wounded can gain humanitarian merit, and killing innocent people indiscriminately will lead to humanitarian calamity.

If he kills tens of thousands of people to get aspiration, the karma on his body will be enough to attract annihilation of Dao Ting and blast him into powder.

"Dare to ask your Excellency, besides killing, is there any way to win the grievances of millions of people?" Ying Long bowed to ask.

"Of course there is a way, but... somebody dare to spy on the deity."

Yinshen Daguiwan said, with a flash of divine light in his hand, a big red gourd appeared out of thin air.

For a thousandth of an instant, he blew a breath of immortality at the red gourd, and the gourd cover popped out with a bang, revealing a white light like a line.

"Zhan Xian Fei Dao?"

The void suddenly cracked, and a lot of sacred walked out.

Vegeter looked at the white light on the mouth of the gourd as if facing the enemy, and said solemnly: "Sorcerer, what is your relationship with Daojun Lu Ya?"

"Daojun Lu?" Yinshen Daguimaru sneered: "It's just a native, and it deserves to have something to do with me?"

"Indigenous?" Vegett's eyes flashed, and his gaze was full of deep meaning.

Just a word, it made him think of too many possibilities.

"Being able to trace here shows that you still have some abilities, but it is your misfortune to trace here." Yinshen Daiguimaru said, pointing the mouth of the gourd at Vegett: "Zhanxianfeidao, kill!"

Silently, the white light on the gourd's mouth turned upside down, suddenly flew out, turned into a white line, and split into Vegett's throat.

Suddenly, Vegett's hands and feet were cold, his heart was chilling, and he wanted to hide, but strangely, he seemed to be immobilized and immobile.

Son Goku found that something was wrong, and immediately used his magical powers, and he put Vegeta into his sleeves, swung the golden cudgel, and slashed towards the white light in the backhand. *

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