Dragon Ball: Super God Vegeta

Chapter 495

Chapter 495

There was a stalemate for a long time. In the evening, the sunset was burning, and finally someone made up his mind and jumped into the formation.

Among living beings, the herd effect is extremely powerful.

Someone has taken the first step and made a start, and the following will become much easier.

Every person, every deity, god or giant monster, are all in the battle.

When it was, some sacred ones with low strength were swallowed by tornadoes one after another when they just entered the formation.

The boundless axe slashed on them, cutting off their supernatural powers, cultivation techniques, realm, mana, and even powerful mental powers, dissipating in the big formation, disappearing.

Vegett sits on a giant chair in the steel palace, uses the power of his soul to sense the situation outside the palace, and uses a mysterious mirror to project the picture on the wall.

“Strange, energy is always conserved. Where has the power dissipated by these sacreds go? It shouldn’t have been swallowed by the formation, there is no sign of this at all.”

Vegett groaned, with an idea in his mind.

The whole westward journey is the peerless killing and calamity arranged by the so-called heaven in this world.

Let the saints and the general Qi refiners participate in this killing because of the undeniable virtues of Heaven.

The sacred who died in the killing and robbery, everything they possessed, would turn into a part of the Dao rune and be swallowed and absorbed by the Heavenly Dao.

It is precisely because the use of killing and robbery has swallowed countless sacred lifelong cultivation, Heavenly Dao may be able to be promoted and become a more powerful existence.

Such a bold assumption made Vegett horrified.

After thinking about it carefully, I have to admit that this assumption has a high probability of being reality.

If this is the case, then the westward journey is a calculation of Heaven’s Path.

Take the Three Realms as the chessboard, the saints as the pioneers, the sentient beings as the chess pieces, and countless sacred flesh and blood as nourishment…

You will be successful!

Even if it wasn’t as he had guessed, Heavenly Dao was a very dangerous existence.

Because it may control luck, merit, and even destiny.

But what Vegett has to do is not to let his side become one of the ten thousand bones.

Thinking of this, Vegett looked at Tang Sanzang and asked, “What do you think of this scene that happened outside?”

“The world is booming, all for profit. The world is bustling, all for profit.” Sanzang sighed softly.

Vegeta paused, and said no more.

Just when Sanzang was trapped in the Hunyuan Jindou formation, a rumor arose from nowhere and spread quickly throughout the Three Realms.

Rumors say: Tang Sanzang, who traveled westward to learn from the scriptures, the deity is the golden cicada under the seat of the Buddha. He only needs to eat a piece of his flesh to lift up the sky.

If it can be cooked and eaten according to the secret method, it may even go straight to Daluo.

Unlike the doctrine of merit that spread in the small area of ​​the top sacred circle, this statement quickly spread throughout the three realms.

From this point on, some demons rely on their personal connections and want to know the so-called secret method.

There are also some demons scrambling to find out where Sanzang is, wanting to get a piece of the pie.

The few gods and demons whose cultivation has reached the level of half a step Da Luo rioted one after another, trying to determine the truth of this rumor.

It is undeniable that at this moment, Tang Sanzang has become the topic center of the Three Realms.

Western sky, Da Leiyin Temple.

The simple and unpretentious Amitabha walked slowly into the temple and asked: “You should have received the news, right?”

“A little bit earlier than you.” Tathagata said softly.

Amitabha frowned: “Then why did you not act at all? This kind of rumors must not be tolerated, otherwise, there will be big trouble!”

“If it is not troublesome, how can it show the importance of the Xitian Buddhist scriptures?”

“You are not afraid, San Zang was really eaten on the way?” After a long period of stagnation, Amitabha asked solemnly.

“The whole eighty-one difficulties are unfolding around the Tripitaka. Therefore, as far as Heaven is concerned, among the six westbound people, whoever is missing can’t be without him.”

“Otherwise, the Eighty-One Difficulties will have to be rearranged again, and the impact will be bad for anyone.”

“What’s more, if I expected it to be correct, in the eighty-one dilemma, the more sacred people should be robbed, the more powerhouses who died, and the more heavenly merits will be issued by the heavenly path in the later stage.”

“The two reasons are added together, why should I do more?”

Buddha Amitabha pondered for a moment, and asked, “Do you have any evidence to prove your claim?”

“You don’t have to look for evidence to prove it, I believe in my own judgment.”

“You are too conceited. This is an inexplicable bet with my future in the west.” Amitabha Buddha’s voice was already a bit annoying.

Tathagata said, “It’s not that I am arrogant, but that you are a fan of the authorities. Do you think that even if the saints of all directions blocked my Buddha in the west, when the tripartite was killed, no one could really save him?”

Most of the annoyance in Amitabha’s heart was removed: “You are not counting on Vegeta? Although he is now protecting Sanzang, he does not have the strength to break the game.”

Tathagata shook his head, pointed downwards, smiled silently.

Underworld, on the banks of Wangchuan River, in the depths of the blood-red Manzhushahua ocean.

The Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva with a big red cassock and a crown on his head stands in a pool of clean water.

For a tiger with one horn, canine ears, dragon body, unicorn feet, and a strange animal with his eyes closed.

At a certain moment, the strange beast slowly opened his eyes and said softly: “Jin Chanzi is killed and trapped in a big formation.”

“I know.”

The strange beast was puzzled: “You won’t save him? As far as I know, the relationship between the two of you is the best in Buddhism, right?”

“Is Sanzang dying?” The Ksitigarbha king asked rhetorically.

The strange beast paused and shook his head: “It shouldn’t be there.”

“Then it’s not time.”

As the Ksitigarbha king said, he raised his head and looked into the distance: “Perhaps, someone is anxiously waiting for me to take action, right?”

“After all, the door of the house has been sealed together by others, and I feel powerless to save…Speaking of which, it’s really Coke, huh.”

Shuangchaling, in the golden bucket formation of mixed yuan, within the steel palace.

Vegete looked at the yellow sand that was stained red with blood and the body of an ancient god in the mysterious mirror.

Can’t help but say: “Li Ling is stunned, these guys, don’t fight for the same thing, right?”

“It shouldn’t. It seems that those who want to kill me have the upper hand. Not to mention, there is a rock rock that uses formations from time to time to weaken the cultivation and mana of my god.” Sanzang said calmly. .

Vegett said seriously: “By the way, how come your helper hasn’t arrived yet? If the god who came to help you dies clean, then you are in danger. Anyway, I won’t resist these for your sake. How many years old monster.”

“No one is here now. If you wait any longer, no one will come.” Sanzang said.

“Then what are you going to do?” Vegett asked curiously. *