Dragon Ball Master Wu Tian

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Mingyi, a disciple of the Musenryu style, hid the small stone that sealed the second generation of Piccolo in his arms, got on the Phoenix and flew to the location of the Musenryu gymnasium.

‘The demons invaded the human world and hundreds of thousands of lives died. ’

He was startled suddenly and covered his ears, thinking that he was hearing hallucinations. This was... the voice of his ancestor!

Qian Mingyi looked back, wanting to see Wu Tian's figure, but the phoenix flew so fast that in an instant, he no longer knew how far he had fluttered his wings.

'What's this? ’

'Who is speaking? ’

‘Is it...a god in the sky? ’

A series of chaotic voices sounded in Qian Mingyi's mind. These sounds are very soft and subtle, like whispering in the ears, but they linger no matter what. They are like deep dreams hidden in the mind, although they cannot be seen clearly, understood, or traced. , but it keeps appearing.

This is an ocean connected by the spirits and consciousness of hundreds or tens of thousands of people, forming a net covering a small half of the earth. Every kink in the dense snare is a piece of consciousness, a fish in the sea.

And above the center of this vast spiritual ocean, there sat a vague shadow, an ethereal figure. This figure is not tall, but at a glance, it makes people feel extremely majestic and has an indescribable aura. Countless bonds of spiritual fluctuations emanate from this figure and connect other knots together. He is the center of this ocean of spiritual consciousness.

‘Then…just take a step forward. ’

The wind was howling, and the immortal bird below him was howling high in the sky. Qian Mingyi closed his eyes tightly, and helpless, scarred, and panic-stricken faces vaguely appeared in front of his eyes, including men, women, and the elderly. , children, animal people... They may hug each other and comfort each other, or they may look at something with uneasiness in their eyes, or they may sit blankly, with nothing in their minds.

Someone's eyes were fixed on the white figure outside the ruins. His emotions were so intense that Qian Mingyi could even feel the feeling in his heart that was mixed with fear, confusion, and confusion. The complex taste of tension, hatred and anger——

‘Pick up the courage you lost and kill these demons with your own hands. ’

So, the first person stood up.

'I come! ! Damn monster, go to hell! ! 'A man roared and ran out of the ruins. At this moment, he ran out with the consciousness of giving up his life. Behind him, there were pairs of eyes staring at his fate and their common fate. .

The man rushed towards the terrifying-looking demon warrior, and the white humanoid figure standing still turned into an energy-structured armor, wrapping the man——

'you! ’ The demon warriors flew back in surprise and fled into the sky.

But the man was wearing white energy armor, and his hatred and anger intertwined into murderous intent. He stared at the demon warrior with red eyes, and instinctively kicked his legs! Whoosh! He actually jumped directly into the sky, a full fifty or sixty meters high, and caught up with the demon warrior who was about to escape. The man stretched out his hand, and buzz, the white energy armor transformed into a sharp blade——

laugh!

A sword light flashed across, and the demon warrior was cut into two pieces in the air, with purple demon blood spraying out.

'I took revenge for you...' The white energy armor brought the man to the ground safely. He burst into tears, and all the strong emotions in his heart surged out. All the sorrow, sourness and confusion, unconsciously passed through the net of spiritual consciousness. , affecting others.

As a result, the surviving humans in various places on the earth, the people of the earth, came out one by one. Hundreds of qigong clones turned into swords, knives, spears, gloves, bows and arrows... and flew into the hands of these resolute people, killing those who were either resisting or trying to escape. The demon warriors personally killed all these demons that destroyed all their happiness.

"That's great! That's great..." Qian Mingyi gritted his teeth and closed his eyes in tears. "Seeing" the tragic death of those demons, he clapped his hands and applauded. It was really a joy to see!

Phew, the wind blew, and the phoenix rushed down into the clouds, finally taking him to the ruins of the Wusenryu gymnasium.

"Brothers and sisters, master and master, have you seen it? Our ancestor has avenged us!" Qian Mingyi fell to his knees with a thud and cried out sadly. At this moment, the Phoenix groaned, flapped its wings, and flew high into the sky again. There were tears on Qian Mingyi's face, and when he looked back, he only saw a crimson wing disappearing in the clouds in the distance.

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"H-how is this possible...?!"

The Black Blood Demon King's face was pale. He sensed that the auras of the four hundred demons everywhere in the world were disappearing one by one. Soon, within a while, he couldn't believe that those fragile humans could actually kill them. The most elite warrior of the clan?

‘Now…you can die in peace. ’ The cold and ruthless voice still sounded in his mind.

Wu Tian's "White Jade Statue" has sharp edges and corners all over its body, giving it a unique sense of power and beauty. Its "skin color" is so pure that it looks like a real substance, because the qigong that makes up its body is extremely rich. This is the result of the special treatment of the pupil power that controls this qigong clone, and the highly activated pupil technique. Only then can we outline a specific image...

Image of the Holy Death.

"No, no...I can't die..."

In the pupils of the Black Blood Demon King, there was a big pure white hand that was constantly approaching. This palm was as pure and flawless as jade, but it contained the aura of death... He was finally completely frightened, screamed in agony, turned around and fled, and with a whoosh , flying far away in the red and black flames——

Seeing that the Qigong clone was indifferent, Guangzhidao shouted anxiously in the air behind him: "We can't let him run away!" If he could beat the Black-blooded Demon King, he would have chased after him immediately.

"Run! Run! Run!"

"This human... is too scary! He doesn't look like a human at all!" The Black-blooded Demon King fled desperately, turning all his power into the power of flight. His red-black figure tore through the sky in an instant, almost Within a breath or two, he flew away from the ruins of the royal capital.

Whenever he thinks of that human being who looks like a white jade statue, the Black Blood Demon King is filled with fear. The other party's power has surpassed his imagination and is simply unstoppable.

The suffocating pressure came from behind.

The Black-blooded Demon King turned around in shock as he was flying, and suddenly he saw a giant white jade palm that could cover his entire body, chasing him from the sky behind. Strings of pale white air flow backward on the edge of the giant palm. Flowing, the giant palm pressed diagonally downward from the air diagonally behind, and the fall seemed cumbersome, but no matter how fast the Black Blood Demon King flew, he could not escape from the increasingly larger white jade giant palm.

"Damn it!!" The Black Blood Demon King was almost in despair. He had discovered that he could not fly out of the shadow of this giant palm, so he gritted his teeth and his tall figure fluctuated, splitting into the Black Demon King and the Red Demon King. Their bodies, without looking at each other, split into two and flew as fast as they could -

"Go to the space-time channel! Go back to the demon world!"

"Go back to the demon world! As long as you return to the demon world, one day..." The two demon kings roared unwillingly in their hearts at the same time, full of resentment and fear.

The two demons have become inseparable from each other because of their practice in the Black Blood River. As long as one is alive, the other can be resurrected.

The barefoot path was dotted far behind, and he really couldn't keep up with the speed of the Black Blood Demon King and the giant palm. Suddenly, "Huh?" He keenly noticed that the aura of the Black Blood Demon King split into the original two demon auras and flew away in different directions.

He was secretly anxious, looking at the giant hand falling from the clouds in the distance, thinking to himself, let's see which hand this hand will chase, and he will chase the other one. The red and black devil without fusion can handle it with his strength. .

"This -?!" The barefoot path suddenly stopped in the air. He looked around, his pupils shrank, and he was extremely shocked.

Streams of white light flew from all over the world, flying towards the giant palm falling from the sky in front of them.

The red and black demons flew away in the opposite direction and found in despair that they still had not escaped from the shadow of the giant palm. The two demons turned around sadly, and immediately saw that the super huge white jade palm, which seemed like the sky was upside down, finally collapsed, pressing on their bodies mercilessly, "infiltrating" inch by inch...

In the endless white light, these two demons from the devil world evaporated without leaving a trace.

At the same time, the underworld, the Celestial Temple, the Kailin Pagoda, the former God Gurga, the fortune teller Master and Disciple, the God Piccolo, and the Cat Immortal were all paying attention to the situation on the earth. They were all shocked and couldn't help but Hold your breath.

The scene they just saw was really shocking.

White humanoid qigongs kept coming from all directions, and one after another, they merged into the huge white jade palm that fell from the sky. And with each additional qigong clone integrated into the body, the size of this giant palm increases accordingly. There is an invisible force that controls it from a distance, constantly catalyzing it, and endless power is generated within it.

In the end, it turned into a big hand covering the sky, slapping the two demon kings into oblivion on the sea!

Boom... A huge whirlpool appeared on the sea, and a hazy white mist that dispersed over the whirlpool quickly shrank, and soon condensed into a statue that looked like a real person, which was exactly the image of Wu Tian.

"hold head high--"

Guangzhidao was suspended in the air blankly, when suddenly a loud chirping sound came from behind from far to near. Phew, a red shadow passed by him so fast! Guangzhidao was startled, and after a closer look, he saw that it was a big red bird, spreading its wings and flying towards the "white jade statue" above the huge sea whirlpool.

"Is this... that person's bird?" He then remembered that at that time, Wu Tian had been following this bird, so no wonder he felt familiar.

The phoenix hovered around the last qigong clone. The qigong clone slowly turned around, with its "white jade" face like a chisel, and "glanced" at the bare feet floating in the air behind it.

Guang Zudao was instinctively nervous. This "white man" who didn't know what kind of existence he was was too powerful, and every move made his nerves tense.

As the Qigong clone turned around, its "white jade statue" body also dissipated one by one, turning into a rich white mist that wrapped around the Phoenix and blended into the Qù...

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"Divination, your brother... actually became so terrifying in just thirty years!" In the underworld, Gurga, the former god of heaven, looked at the fortune-teller and sighed. Although they were in the underworld, they could not really perceive it. Even through the crystal ball, one can imagine the unparalleled momentum of Wu Tian's palm.

"Of course I didn't expect it at all..." The fortune teller shook her head, smiled bitterly, and murmured, "The first hexagram I just learned about divination was for this guy. Although the results show that this guy will be very unusual, But...how could we know that such an unusual method!"

"On Earth, he is completely invincible. Even if those heroes from ancient times on Earth are resurrected, I'm afraid they won't be able to compete with him..." Gurga clapped his legs and sighed.

The master of fortune-telling, the mysterious old witch, stared at the Qigong avatar gradually dissipating in the crystal ball screen, and said hoarsely: "What a good method...I'm afraid I can't find it even on the Great Realm King." To the second..."

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In the ruins of the royal capital, those humans who survived in the darkness carefully walked out of their hiding places. Looking at the city that had become so quiet that it was deathly silent, people looked at each other. Where did those two terrifying monsters... go?

In other places, watching the white humanoids, white armors, and white swords flying away, and the reunited humanoids flying away, all of them were excited: the pain of their homes being destroyed, the pain of all their loved ones dying, the survivors of the disaster. Fortunately...

‘Don’t be sad, all the dead can be resurrected. ’

That ethereal voice sounded in everyone's heart again.

The man who rushed out, put on white armor and killed the demon warriors in revenge, trembled, looked at the sky, and shouted with blood and tears on his face: "Really? Immortal! Is this true? Our family... …can you really survive?”

"God! Show mercy!" Someone grabbed the ground with his head, stretched out his arms and shouted, with a sad look on his face. He was an old man with gray hair.

"Save our loved ones!"

"God, we ask for your mercy and save the world destroyed by demons!" Some people have already regarded this voice as a god.

‘My surname is Wu, I am not a god, I am just a mortal like you all. A hundred years ago, the real god scattered seven dragon balls that could realize any dream into the world...'

Some old people remembered that there was indeed a legend of Dragon Balls circulating, but more people regarded it as a joke. At that time, the god Piccolo used the power of the god to transmit sounds in the hearts of people in the world, but most people regarded it as their own auditory hallucinations.

A picture appeared in front of the person with his eyes closed.

Seven yellow-orange beads, with one to seven red five-pointed stars, rolled down together, emitting a resonant radiance. Finally, a thunderbolt of golden light rose into the sky, revealing a green divine dragon, extremely majestic. He spoke human words, promising that he could Fulfill any mortal wish.

"Wuxianren! Please help us find the Seven Dragon Balls handed down by the gods..." Some people with their eyes closed fell to their knees in great excitement, kowtowing to the sky, and shed tears.

"Please..."

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"Dragon Balls..." Qian Mingyi, who was moving the corpse on the ruins of the Musenryu Gym, murmured to himself, his eyes twinkling.

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high altitude.

"I didn't expect that your abilities can be used like this!" The voice of the King of the North realm echoed in the sky, reflecting in Wu Tian's heart. He said a little teasingly, "You tell me, why do you go to such trouble?"

Wu Tian, ​​who was sitting in the clouds, finally slowly opened his eyes. The faces of those people on earth who were spiritually connected to him flashed quickly in his divine jade eyes. He blinked slightly and his eyes recovered. Into pitch black. Wu Tian showed a smile and shook his head, but didn't say anything.

But he was thinking secretly in his heart: 'This can be regarded as the first practice. I don’t know if I can achieve what I want with the technological means of the Dragon Ball world... Well, don’t rush, just take your time...’.

(To be continued.)

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