Quick travel system, I started from the world of Dragon Ball

"What? Just those green beans?" Mo Luo looked rather ugly.

"That's right! Where are my more than 90 celestial beans!" Yang Feng ruthlessly broke his hope. The celestial beans produced by the system are really useless to him, they are celestial beans for Saiyan recovery.

As for the fairy beans planted by the Kalin Immortals on Earth, Mo Luo didn't know if it would be useful to eat them, but Yang Feng wouldn't say that.

And Jake, who was standing across the lake, yelled impatiently, "Hey! Wukong, Yang Feng, stop chatting, please deal with him quickly!"

Ghosts are going to take Mo Luo to the Galaxy Prison!Wouldn't it be over just to let him die on Earth?
"Damn it ah ah ah ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" Mo Luo thumped the ground angrily, why did he give him hope, and then extinguished his hope?
Wukong looked at Yang Feng, he suddenly felt that there was no place to put the fairy beans in his hand.

"I was actually given by a race that was only born millions of years ago." Mo Luo yelled angrily with his eyes closed.

"Wukong, if you don't make this move, you think he might become a good person!" Yang Feng looked at Wukong coldly and walked towards him, "Then I'll make him a dead man!"

Mo Luo looked at Yang Feng angrily.

"How do you choose? Answer me, Mara!" Wukong felt that Mara could still be saved.

Mo Luo pursed his lips and did not answer directly, then he rushed towards Yang Fengfei who was walking slowly, expressing it directly with his actions.

His target was the severed hand of his intact replica crystal.

Yang Feng dodged indifferently, and with one swing of his fist, Mo Luo flew upside down, and then he held the severed hand and threw it into Wukong's hand.

"Here you go, you decide for yourself!" After Yang Feng finished speaking, he returned to his black-haired state.

Mo Luo gritted his teeth and looked at Yang Feng, and slowly stood up, ".I won't go back to places like the Galaxy Prison. I will continue to eat planets in the future!"

"Is that so? There's no other way. Myers and I made an appointment to protect this planet."

Wukong looked at the face of Myers in the severed hand crystal he held in his hand, and soon his hair turned silver, and he was in the form of Extreme Instinct.

"Myers" Mo Luo stood up straight, gritted his teeth and looked at Yang Feng and Wukong, "Who is that Galaxy Patrolman?"

"He is my master!" Wukong looked at him, "Myers taught me this trick."

"I see. In other words, he can do this trick!" Mo Luo stared at Wukong's severed hand, and his eyes became a little firmer.

He had to get the severed hand, or he would either die or return to the Galactic Prison, neither of which was what he had in mind.

"How can I destroy this replica crystal?" Wukong turned to look at Yang Feng.

Yang Feng shook his head, and turned his attention to Weiss. He was the only angel present. If Myers knew how to break the crystal, Navis must know it too.

Wukong also turned his gaze to Weiss on the high place. Before Weiss could speak, Mo Luo found Wukong's gap and stared at the severed hand.

It is the ability of Myers, the ability of God, he has not absorbed the ability of God yet!

Mo Luo raised the corners of his mouth, smiled and stretched out his hand to manipulate in the air, and soon the severed hand was in Mo Luo's hands, and Wukong's pupils shrank.

"You bastard." Yang Feng looked very angry, and didn't know whether this sentence was scolding Mo Luo or Wukong.

Mo Luo pressed his severed hand on the other twisted wrist, and looked at Yang Feng and Wukong coldly, "What do you mean that the body will act without authorization? It's really worth looking forward to!"

"Huh? What? What's the situation? Weiss!" Beerus looked puzzled, and glanced at Weiss from the corner of his eye.

"Hohohoho, you can't blame me, even if I find out, I can't make a move!" Weiss didn't think there was anything wrong with sitting on Bishan.

"Oooo"

Feeling the changes in his body, Mo Luo exclaimed in surprise, "It's coming. Sure enough."

Is this the power of God?So amazing, so powerful!
"Wukong, what are you going to do?" Jake couldn't react anymore.

Goku frowned and stared at Mara coldly, and white hairs began to sprout from Mara's back.

He looked at the figure of Myers in the gem in the palm of his hand, and soon he pressed his forehead, pressing the crystal between his forehead.

Mo Luo's outstretched palm had no copy crystals, and he said to Wukong, "The kid's abilities belong to me!"

"What's going on? Does this guy really have the ability to predict? Or is it a prophet?" Birus stared at Yang Feng.

"Huh? His aura has become more unstable." Weiss also noticed Yang Feng's situation.

"Reveal the plot, the host is about to end his journey in this world!" Yang Feng lowered his head, looked at the subtitles flashing in front of the light screen, and remained silent.

His premonition came true!Sure enough, it can't be spoiled!

"Tsk that guy." Beerus frowned and muttered dissatisfiedly, "It's still screwed up in the end!"

Seeing Wukong's unchanging expression, Beerus was still a little angry. It was finally over, and he made some troubles, delaying the time to eat delicious food.

"Is this not good?" Jake clenched his fists and was very angry. Seeing that Mo Luo started to jump again, he was so angry, "Damn it!! So I kept saying hurry up"

This Damara is like riding a roller coaster, with ups and downs!

It's all right now, Mo Luo has been given another chance to become stronger, and he has copied Myers' ability.

Mo Luo levitated his body and rushed towards Wukong, punching Wukong directly, causing Wukong to cross his hands to defend, but his body was also thrown backwards.

Wukong stabilized his figure and looked at Mo Luo.

And Mo Luo was gearing up and smiling, "Take the move, Monkey King."

Wukong closed his eyes, then opened them, and the two looked at each other, posing as they rushed towards each other.

Seeing that the two were about to punch each other, Weiss swung his scepter, and the figures of Piccolo and Klin disappeared.

The two punched each other, and the huge impact directly caused the surrounding ground to sink deep, and flying gravel was thrown up, filling the air with smoke.

Yang Feng was standing by the rock, and instantly moved into Weiss' protective cover. Jia Ke and Kelin, who were taken in by Weiss protective cover, were very surprised to see the battle below.

Without Weiss' protective shield, they would have been blown away and suffered serious injuries.

"Thank you, Mr. Weiss!" Kelin, who had reacted, quickly thanked Weiss.

"You're welcome!" Weiss nodded, and turned to look at Yang Feng who came uninvited, "You don't seem to be able to hold on for long!"

"Well, just insist on seeing Mo Luo die!" Yang Feng didn't look at him, but just stared at the battle below.

"Oh!" Weiss glanced at him strangely.