Dragon Ball Master Wu Tian

The "forbidden land" of the Songhou tribe is a dual subspace of different dimensions.

In the innermost subspace, there is a remnant spirit of a true god imprisoned, which is undoubtedly the remnant spirit of the distant ancestor of the Songhou clan.

Because Wu Tian's own "vital energy" divinity was quite similar to the divinity practiced by the distant ancestors of the Gehou tribe, and he had communicated with him through the breathing method, he was very sure of the other party's identity.

Dead gods.

It’s just that although the gods are dead, their will is immortal.

As long as the "divine radiance" he gained through countless years of practice is not subsumed into the law of cause and effect, then his remaining spirit will still have a trace of instinct. That's why Wu Tian could communicate with Him superficially.

"What's the purpose of locking this remnant spirit here?" Wu Tian had doubts at that time.

It is naturally not easy to temper the true God's divinity back to the essential power of the law of cause and effect. But the Angel King has had such a long time since then. If he had been bent on doing this, he would have refined all the remaining spirits of all the true gods who died in the war. The Law of Causality in her hand has become stronger, and maybe Cavishil's side will not be able to hold on long ago, and will be swallowed up along with the remaining ruins of the universe and the remnants of the Law of Causality.

The remnant spirit of the distant ancestor true god of the Songhou tribe, the dim divine light enveloped its will, and twisted to form another space outside the subspace, which also formed the forbidden land of the Songhou tribe - or the place of inheritance.

Wu Tian wanted to see if he could find any traces of the Saiyan ancestors on Planet Sarada.

He had destroyed the dirty stone with his own hands before, so he was naturally confident that he could do what he wanted to do without it.

Precisely because he understood the function of that stone, Wu Tian wanted to find out more about the method used by the person who created this thing.

He uses himself to save others. If he wants to make similar "props", leaving aside his own "springboard" and "bridge", what kind of means or materials should be used to make the same "dirty stone" ?

With some speculations, Wu Tiancai wanted to know whether the Angel King also trapped the remnant spirit of the Saiyans' distant ancestor true god on the planet Sarada, the Saiyans' home planet.

However, it is different from the forbidden area on the Songhou planet...

Under the mountain, in a cave.

Wu Tian's spirit and consciousness could clearly feel that the space in front of him clearly had fluctuations similar to those in the "forbidden land" of the Gehou tribe.

After several attempts, Wu Tian was unable to enter the abnormally fluctuating subspace.

"Come and try." Wu Tian signaled to King Sarada who was following him.

"How to do it?" King Sarada said calmly.

In fact, he really wanted to ask, "What are you trying? Where can I find something?". Because in his opinion, there was only a wall of the grotto in front of him. It was so gloomy that he couldn't feel anything.

"At that time, when the Songhou clan entered the 'forbidden land', they activated the song patterns on their bodies, which is the unique inherited power of their clan, so..."

Wu Tian thought in his mind, and then waved to King Sarada.

King Sarada was a little confused, but Wu Tian was the benefactor - and Wu Tian was really powerful! He took a few steps and got closer to Wu Tian.

However... Wu Tian's waving movements became slower and slower in his eyes, and faster and faster, forming overlapping shadows.

Immediately afterwards, King Sarada froze on the spot, a ball of unknown anger welling up from the bottom of his heart!

"Ahh..."

This anger was so intense and hot that it burned King Sarada's chest. The muscles all over his body swelled and tightened. In addition to his arms, veins also bulged on his forehead, as if they were about to tear the skin and pop out.

On Planet Sarada, many Saiyans sensed this expanding energy.

"That's King Sarada?!"

"So powerful..."

They thought King Sarada had gone berserk again, but King Sarada's power soon far exceeded the previous power when he transformed into a giant ape.

"Ahhhhh...!!!"

In the underground cave, in front of Wu Tian, ​​King Sarada was filled with anger, his fists clenched, his whole body trembling, and the ground beneath his feet cracked.

Peng! Powerful light burst out from King Sarada's body, forming a dazzling flame that enveloped him, and the entire underground cave trembled with his surge of momentum.

King Sarada screamed wildly, his eyes turned white, as if only the whites of his eyes were left, and his expression was filled with rage and pain.

Wu Tian frowned, calmly sensing the changes in King Sarada's Qi, and keenly noticed that the opponent's surge in Qi was declining.

"My own strength is insufficient, no matter how angry I am, I can't transform into a Super Saiyan?" He said to himself.

This situation is a bit embarrassing, but it's not impossible.

"Let me add fuel to your fire!"

After Wu Tian finished speaking, his right palm was wrapped in a ball of pure Qinggong visible to the naked eye. He let out a light drink and patted King Sarada who was under astonishing pressure around him!

"Haaah——!!!"

King Sharada was shocked. After Wu Tian's huge ocean-like Qigong entered his body, it almost stretched his body until it exploded! This feeling of "overeating", because at this time, his furious mental state found an outlet. In an instant, the cells in King Sarada's body underwent earth-shaking qualitative changes. They were golden and thick, and every gene in them They all burst out with golden light.

Boom!

Golden light penetrated the rainbow and rushed out of the underground cave to the surface.

"What a powerful spirit!!"

"And unlike turning into a giant ape, King Sarada's energy is not scary."

"too strong!"

On the planet Sarada, many Sarada warriors were shocked.

But the next second, the energy of the mighty and powerful King Sarada that they perceived suddenly stagnated, as if someone kicked him, and he staggered a few steps...

When Wu Tian saw King Sarada transforming into a Super Saiyan for the first time, he was so excited that he couldn't hear anyone's words, so he kicked him in the back, UU reading www. uukanshu.net kicked towards the abnormal space fluctuation that was suspected to be the "Salada Forbidden Land".

But the golden King Sarada staggered a few steps, passed that area, smashed the wall of the grotto, and was not sucked into the possible subspace.

"..." In the rubble, King Sarada, whose blond hair stood on his head and his golden whiskers sprouted, looked confused. After being kicked like this, his mind became a little clearer. He looked in horror at Wu Tian, ​​who was further studying something he couldn't see, and thought in horror: "What did he do? Why do I suddenly have such a powerful power?"

As soon as he clenched his fist, King Sarada could feel the power in his body that could easily destroy the planet under his feet.

But despite this, he instinctively felt that it was difficult to shake the person in front of him.

"Who is he? How strong is he?" King Sarada was deeply shocked.

If being easily defeated by someone can be very frustrating, then...that person easily gives you unimaginable power and doesn't care about it. This situation will undoubtedly make you even more frustrated. despair.

"It seems to be just a ball of subspace seeds that have not really taken shape..."

Wu Tian carefully felt the fluctuations in space.

Suddenly, his brows jumped, with a look of surprise on his face. This tiny subspace that was as silent as seeds... suddenly began to sprout? !

In Wu Tian's perception, the fluctuations in this chaotic subspace began to expand slightly. Although the speed is extremely slow, it may take decades, hundreds or even thousands of years before it can grow to the size of the Gehou Clan's forbidden land.

But from 0 to 1, this is a qualitative change! Such an opportunity for qualitative change...

Wu Tian looked to the side. In the rubble over there, the blond old soldier patted the dust on his buttocks. Wu Tian stared at him, feeling a little embarrassed and confused.