Dragon Ball: The Strongest Training

"Mr. Dodoria, please wait slowly!" Frieza smiled slightly.

"Yes, King Frieza."

Vegeta flew in the direction just now, but found nothing.

"Damn it! It should be around here!" Vegeta lowered his flying height and flew close to the ground.

"That's that?" Vegeta found some traces and quickly flew downwards.

"This is...this is someone from Frieza's Legion!" Vegeta recognized the identities of the two spacemen at a glance.

"Who killed the two of them?" Vegeta looked around. There seemed to be no trace of a fight. The two seemed to be eliminated in an instant.

"Is it the Namekians who are hiding?" Vegeta initially guessed.

Vegeta was a little shaken at this time. Do the Namekians have such strong fighting power?

Frieza is also on this planet now, as well as the huge spaceship that landed just now. Their aura makes Vegeta a little scared.

"No! I must gain eternal life! I must become the legendary Super Saiyan!" Vegeta secretly swore.

"But you have to be more careful next time!" Vegeta had an idea in his mind and rose into the sky again, looking for traces of the Dragon Balls.

At the same time, the hunting operations of each team have begun.

Tianjin Fan and Leping teamed up to focus on Slag's search team, and it was no wonder that the aura of Slag's team was generally lower than that of Frieza's Legion team.

For a time, both Frieza's Legion and Slug's Legion suffered heavy casualties.

"King Slag, the team that went out to look for the Dragon Balls has basically been wiped out." Anjila said with some fear.

"Are you sure it wasn't Frieza's men who did it?" Slug asked suddenly.

"The king is not Frieza's subordinate, but an extremely mysterious team." Ankiela has never seen it with her own eyes.

Ankira's aura is quite strong. Although Tianjin Fan and Leping are not strong enough, they are all powerful players on earth, and their fighting ability is still quite strong.

"Jie Jie" Slag also smiled coldly. What he cared about was not the lives of his men, as long as he ensured that Namekians did exist on this planet.

"Your Majesty, do you want to continue searching?" Anjila tried to ask.

"Look, keep looking, and pay attention to Frieza's movements." Slug was now younger and more confident.

Mainly because Frieza doesn't know Namekian!

Slag slowly leaned on the chair, closed his eyes, and fell into sleep.

Slag believes that only by sleeping more can his cells age more slowly. It turns out that the great elder also likes to sleep.

The great elder leaned on the huge chair and thought for a long time before preparing to meet the Namekian.

The great elder lay down behind him, slowly closed his eyes, and activated telepathy...

At this moment, the great elder came to the depths of Slag's heart as if his soul had left his body.

"It's pitch black, no light!"

At this time, the great elder seemed to be walking alone in the endless darkness.

The great elder walked forward slowly. He walked for an unknown amount of time, but it seemed that he had reached the end.

The great elder saw a blood-red light, and the air was filled with violence and a faint smell of blood.

"How is it possible? His whole heart is like this?" The great elder exclaimed. There is no trace of kindness in this Namekian's heart, and it is completely covered by evil...

"Jie Jie Jie Jie!" A demonic voice came from behind the great elder.

The great elder suddenly turned around, only to see the ferocious-looking Namekian looking at him...

"Are you the elder of Namek?" Slag asked in an evil tone.

"Who are you?" The elder looked familiar to the old Namekian.

"Haha, this king is Slag!"

"Slag?" The great elder fell into memories again.

"Could he be a child of Dika's lineage?" The eldest elder seemed to have heard the elders of the clan say when he was young that a super fighting genius appeared on Namek before, but he was born evil. Namekians But he couldn't take action against his own compatriots. The child was very young, so the elders banished him.

"Is it the person in front of me?"

"Why did you come to Namek?" the great elder asked.

"Haha, of course it's about regaining youth!" Schlug laughed.

"The aura on your body is so powerful. Although it is evil, I thought you came back to help Namek fight Frieza, but it was for the Dragon Balls..." The great elder looked at Slag and said.

"How is that possible? The power of youth is so wonderful, don't you think?" Slag asked, looking at the old man-like elder.

"Haha, after living for hundreds of years, the civilization of Namek has continued. That's enough." The great elder laughed calmly.

"Dragon Ball will definitely not be used by you, give up!" the great elder said admonishingly.

After hearing the great elder's words, Slag's face immediately turned ferocious: "No one can stop me from regaining my youth, no one can!"

The aura on Slag's body became more and more violent.

The great elder smiled faintly after hearing this: "No, you can't, you can't get the dragon ball!"

"That's enough! You verbose old guy!" Slag shouted loudly, and the blood-red light in his hand hit the great elder.

When the red light was about to pass through the great elder, the great elder's body became illusory. The red light passed through the great elder, but the great elder was unscathed.

But Slag didn't believe in evil, and kept firing red Qigong towards the great elder.

There was a burst of indifferent laughter from the great elder: "It's useless, this is your soul, this is the depth of your heart."

"How did you get here, old guy!" Slag was a little angry.

The great elder was not angry at all, but scolding the old guy made him unable to live.

"Shiluge, I believe that no one is born with an absolutely evil heart. That heart is just a desire to become stronger and pursue martial arts, right?" the great elder asked softly.

"Hahaha, what a coincidence, I am, I was born with an absolutely evil heart!" Slag laughed, mocking the great elder's ignorance.

"No!" God's voice was very powerful, thick, and penetrating.

"Then what were you doing during the first hundred years of your life?" the great elder continued to ask.

Slag suddenly fell into memories: "I seem to be constantly practicing in order to become stronger!"

The great elder smiled lightly when he saw Slager's appearance.

"What did you do after that?" the great elder continued to ask.

A drop of sweat appeared on Slag's head unconsciously: "After that, I started to work with those space pirates, and I became the boss by working part-time."

Slug said nothing.

"Growing up in such an environment, Slag naturally perfected his evil heart step by step." The great elder had the exact answer in his mind.

After listening to the great elder's words, Slag kept thinking of the past, and his face looked very painful.

"Old guy! Are you in my mind? I'm awake now to see if you can get away!" Slag tried hard to open his eyes in his sleep, but he seemed to be suppressed by something, and his body It's so heavy that I can't move.

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