Dragon Ball: Super God Vegeta

Chapter 502

Chapter 502

“Don’t swallow my mana, get out of me!”

In the sacred, a luxuriously dressed woman with a graceful face was as if she had been stung by a scorpion, roaring in panic, even crying.

It’s a pity that the degree of difficulty of the Blood Transforming Sword was beyond her imagination, and she was desperately looking for the bloody red light, but she couldn’t find everything in a short time.

During this wasted time, nearly a thousand dazzling red lights showed their power, devouring the woman’s mana, blood, flesh, and even soul.

Only left a mottled skeleton without the slightest energy, fell to the ground, and smashed into several pieces.

“Great Sage, the little demon is wrong, please, for the sake of the same demon clan, let the little demon make a living.”

An extremely burly bear clan sturdy man fell to his knees, crying bitterly.

Vegett’s eyes were indifferent: “Knowing your mistakes can improve you, but it’s too late for you to know your mistakes.”

With boundless hatred for Vegett, nostalgia for this world, and deep regret, the strong man of the bear clan was swallowed up by the blood-changing sword, and the huge skeleton turned into bone meal.

Of the nearly a hundred long-lived sacreds, only eleven managed to force the blood-changing sword to be red, ragged, and staring at Vegett with red eyes, wanting to choose someone and eat it.

Millions of ox hair red light gathered together, combined into a three-foot long knife, suspended in the air beside Vegett, like a fierce beast, exuding boundless blood.

“I can only do so much,” Vegett said softly.

Liu Boqin squeezed the steel knife in his hand, gritted his teeth and said: “Please leave it to us, even if you can’t kill them, but they will definitely not hurt you.”

Vegett smiled slightly.

He didn’t tell the leader of the wizard clan, that even if he could not defeat these sacreds, these people would definitely not be able to harm him when he deliberately restrained.

Unless Ox-King, Erlang God, a very small number of Da Luo, descends.

Otherwise, there is no sacredness in the world that can threaten him.

“This knife will be loaned to you for the time being, and I hope it can be even more powerful.”

With a movement of Vegett’s spiritual thoughts, the blood transforming sword slowly flew in front of Liu Boqin.

Looking at the scarlet long knife, Liu Boqin was inexplicably confused.

The smell of blood on this knife is too powerful, and its evil spirit is too strong.

He doubted whether he could control it.

He took a deep breath, stretched out his hand to hold the handle of the knife, and the evil spirit like the blade of a blade rushed into his body frantically, splitting his body, soul.

He knew in his heart that Vegett had completely weakened the blood-transforming sword’s backlash against him.

With this kind of reaction, it is not that he is too weak, but that the sword is too strong, and even its owner cannot completely suppress it.

“kill!”

Liu Boqin endured the pain, roaring loudly, billowing black smoke emanating from him, condensing in midair.

The elders, women, and children of the Wuren clan followed in unison and shouted, and black smoke emerged from everyone, connected in the black mass in the air.

“Interrupt them.”

The eleven sacred people looked at each other and shot together, the brilliance shone, the divine power was surging, and the sky was overwhelming, with a loud rumbling sound, and they pushed it horizontally.

“Swish…wish…wish…”

Vegett stood in the void, pedaling the Demon Hunter’s Divine Bow, shooting a series of divine light arrows, piercing the supernatural power.

Under his obstruction, the eleven sacred figures did not hinder the formation of the strongest gods’ evil formation after all.

In the midair, billowing black smoke turned into a black-faced demon god with a height of thousands of meters.

In the hands of the Demon God, he held the Scarlet Blood Sword that also magnified countless times.

“Kill, kill, kill!”

All the shamans had grim faces, gritted their teeth, and roared in unison.

The demon god swung his sword, a thin blade appeared, and rushed to the eleven holy ones.

“No, run away.”

Under the kind of blade that was almost groundbreaking, the sacreds were frightened, roared, and rushed to the sky.

Unfortunately, it was too late.

A faster blade slashed through their bodies, cutting all the sacred in half, and the spirits escaped, and the ashes were wiped out.

“Boom boom…”

After all the invaders were beheaded, many witches were exhausted and fell to the ground one after another.

The demon god standing upright in the air suddenly dissipated.

Liu Boqin looked wilted, and tremblingly came to Vegett.

He offered the blood sacred sword with both hands: “Thank you, Lord.”

Taking the knife, Vegett shook his head: “In the face of a common enemy, I can’t say who thanked whom. Liu Boqin, let me ask you, would you like to let go of your feud with the Yaozu and become a member of the Huaguo Mountain? ”

Liu Boqin pondered for a long time, and said softly, “I, can I have another choice?”

Vegett said: “Yes. As long as you can contact and unite the remaining witches and even the witches in the rest of the Three Realms, I can give you a separate organization and become another army under my seat.”

Liu Boqin’s eyes were instantly bright, and he knelt on one knee: “Subordinate Liu Boqin, pay homage to the lord.”

“Farewell to the lord.” The whole Wuren clan shouted, except for those who were so exhausted that they couldn’t speak out.

In the bursts of loud shouts, Vegett looked at the mountain not far away.

That mountain is called Liangjie Mountain, also called Wuzhi Mountain.

In the mountains, there is a monkey named Monkey King!

There are no good horses in the Wuren village, only old cattle and black donkeys.

When they left, according to Sanzang’s intention, two of them walked on the road with a donkey each.

It’s just that when Vegett saw the two skinny donkeys that were stuck, darkened all over, he really had no intention of riding.

“Or, let’s just walk.”

Sanzang also did not expect that the two donkeys would be so badly sold, and he paused for a moment and suggested.

Vegett pulled a cloud from the sky and lay on it.

“Don’t talk about us, just talk about yourself. This saint has no idea of ​​walking thousands of miles.”

Sanzang sighed slightly, and said no more.

Packed up a small amount of salutes, carried the food given by the village wizards on his back, and went on the road with him.

Watching the mountain ran to death, and out of Shuangchaling, after a full nine days of walking, the two of them slowly came to the foot of the weird Wuzhi Mountain.

Looking at the thousand spirits on the mountain, the radiance was shining, and listening to the shouting of the army above, the sound shook the sky, Sanzang said: “Let’s take a detour, this mountain looks quite extraordinary, I am afraid that there will be a big trouble.”

“The troops stationed on this mountain are the army of the third prince of Nezha, as well as the masters of the heavenly masters. They are not evil spirits.” Vegett said, stepping up the mountain.

Sanzang couldn’t stop him, so he had to follow his footsteps and climb the stone steps.

On the Five Fingers Mountain, Vegett crossed a line of Qingjia soldiers and met Nezha and Zhang Daoling before the six-character mantra talisman.

“You come here this time, I’m afraid we won’t have to guard here in the future, right?”

Glancing at the handsome monk with picturesque brows behind Beijit, Zhang Daoling smiled. *