dragon ball rebirth amosxi

Endless doubts sprung up in Yamosi's heart, why did the white god leave behind this temple that had witnessed countless miracles and chose to leave? Could it be that he really went to the legendary upper realm? But Yamosi always felt that this speculation was not reliable. The white god is the master of the Holy Realm, and his status is noble, and he should not leave the world he guards to go to other unknown places.

Yamoxi took a deep breath of the cool night air, shook his head, and decided not to dwell on these issues anymore, he had already affirmed that the place he was in was the Divine Sacred Realm, and that was enough.

Yamoxi knew that the power left behind by the white god was not something that could be inherited casually. To inherit this power, it is necessary to find Saiyans with pure blood and righteous hearts. If you make the wrong choice, the consequences are unimaginable. The chill behind him made him involuntarily cringe for a moment, and the sweat on his forehead continued to gush out, symbolizing his uneasiness and nervousness. He stretched out his hand to wipe the beads of sweat from his forehead, silently glad in his heart that instead of having an evil heart, he had always held the faith of integrity.

At that moment, Yamothy felt a deep sense of relief in his heart. He understands that as the successor of the white god, he has a great responsibility on his shoulders, and the challenges and dangers he faces are unknown. However, his faith did not waver, but only strengthened. He decided that no matter how difficult it was, he would face it bravely. He is not only there to protect those who pursue justice, but also for his own faith and mission.

Amozes wondered, "Could it be that the white god is a prophet?

Whispering: "Being able to create and destroy a universe-level space-time temple, time travel must be just the most basic skill, using the energy of creating the universe to create other items, it is really a veritable white god!" His eyes were full of admiration. Yamossi had long regarded the white god as a master.

I should wake up the man in the sky's vision, who seems to be resting in a room. Although the light in the room is not too bright, it is still clear to see all the decorations in the room.

The floor of the room was covered with a red carpet flanked by low white pillars. A spherical object is suspended above these pillars, emitting a faint glow. The ambiance of this room made me feel peaceful and mysterious. On the north side of the room there was a large chair on which appeared to lie a person, his eyes quietly closed, as if he were sleeping.

Yamosi approached and found the man lying on the seat, he was wearing a gorgeous gold silk silver-white trench coat embroidered with a smooth and delicate angel wing pattern, and he was also wearing a belt with the word "sky". The trench coat has a wide hem that falls above the knees, giving it a laid-back feel. The angel's hair was silvery-white like all angels, his complexion was slightly bluish, and he had a large pale yellow aura suspended from his body. Through the breath, you can feel the other person's attitude, modest and respectful. He is about the size of Vess, with an aura behind his head, and he has the power to destroy the world, but he is friendly and well-behaved.

He is the steward of the White God, the master of the Holy Realm World, and is extremely loyal to the White God. As a member of the Angel Clan and the leader of the Angel Clan, his position is very important. The Angel Great Heavenly Official woke up and said in a soft voice, "I sense that the power of the White God Inheritor's destructive authority has descended, so I will wake up. I feel the orthodox bloodline of Lord Shirakami from you, you are his junior!".

Yamoxi said in a respectful tone, "Yes, I am a junior of Master Baishen......!"

However, the Great Angel Heavenly Officer shook his head, and there was a gentle determination in his eyes. He smiled quietly, his voice calm and firm: "Don't inquire so much, because your strength is not strong enough, and these secrets are not something you can bear at the moment." "

The archangelic celestial officer gazed at Amoses and saw through his eyes. His face was serious, his eyes sharp, and he had insight into the hidden wonders of Yamothy's blood.

"Oh, it's the supreme bloodline! It turns out that it's still sleeping! It's really a descendant of Lord Shirakami!" The voice of the oracle bestowed by the Angel Great Heavenly Palace echoed between the four walls, like a heavenly sound, stirring up ripples in Amossi's heart.

The Great Heavenly Official continued: "If you want to know, then make yourself stronger! Your state of mind and perseverance will determine everything! You should have inherited the inheritance of Lord Baishen, right? There is a secret book of time and space inside, you can go and find out. "

Yamoxi's eyes widened, full of confusion and expectation: "The Secret Book of Time and Space, I've never heard of this name, is it the master's inheritance of the exercises?" his voice trembled, and the shock in his heart was indescribable.

The Great Heavenly Official nodded, with a hint of approval in his eyes: "Yes, it is a book that records the secrets of time and space, left behind by Lord Shirakami. It is said that this book contains his unique understanding and understanding of time and space. You have to be strong enough to open it!".

Yamothy was shocked by the news. He had always longed to understand the secrets behind time and space, and now, there was such an opportunity in front of him.