Dragon Ball: Super God Vegeta

Chapter 551

Chapter 551 Emperor Qin Tian Emperor Qin Shi Huang

“So I think we can talk, and maybe we can become friends.” Lu Buwei said earnestly: “Being friends with the ancient forces in the last big era is of great benefit to you.”

Vegett smiled but didn’t smile: “For example?”

“For example, the practice, experience, insights, and many subtle words and great meanings of our time in our time.”

As Lu Buwei said, he paused for a while: “In this Afang Palace, there is a library of books, which contains countless secret texts from the pre-Qin period.”

“Then have you ever thought, compared to becoming friends with you and suppressing all of you, we can get more?”

“The first emperor slept in this mausoleum. If you stubbornly woke him up, then at least it will end up hurting both sides.” Lu Buwei said.

Vegett turned to look at Donghua: “How strong is Qin Tiandi at best, do you think?”

“Impossible.” Donghua whispered: “Emperor Qin Tian was amazing and gorgeous back then. He walked horizontally in the Three Realms. Even if there was a saint watching him, he almost took the place of the Jade Emperor. From this, you can know how much he is. powerful.”

“It has been tens of thousands of years since the pre-Qin era. No one knows how Qin Tiandi, who was seriously injured back then, has recovered.”

Vegett looked around the entire tomb, gritted his teeth, and said, “The courageous starved to death and the timid, left in the ocean and only took a drop. This is not my style. Everyone, ask for wealth and danger, who would like it? Together with me, looting Afang Palace?”

Desire is always one of the sources of courage, and wealth is the beginning of desire.

Beggars can fight for a few ounces of silver.

The civilians can tear their skin for a few sets of fields.

In order to close the territory, the nobles can start wars.

For the hegemony of the dynasty, the emperor can ignore life…

From the most realistic point of view, there is no existence that is truly undesirable, but the standards for asking are different, and the standards for generating courage are also different.

Among the people, even Donghua and Son Goku, who had been promoted to Da Luo, could not remain indifferent under the temptation of the pre-Qin civilization.

Without waiting for them to say the answer, Lu Buwei, who is well versed in changes in people’s minds, guessed what they thought.

His expression changed slightly, he sighed for a long time, and pinched a handprint in secret.

Above the mid-air, the Jade Seal of the Chuan Kingdom issued a divine light. In a very short time, nine huge black smoke flew out, twisting and transforming into nine huge black dragons, spreading their teeth and dancing claws, connecting end to end, forming a huge portal.

In the center of the square portal, the void undulates like water ripples and is no longer transparent.

A handsome young man wearing a black dragon robe with twelve gazes, sat on a black dragon god seat, flew out from the sky, stopped in the air, and looked down on the immortals.

“Who are you waiting to disturb my sleep?”

“You are Qin Shihuang… Oh no, you should be called Emperor Qin Tian!” Beijit stepped forward and asked curiously.

Emperor Qin Tian’s brows frowned slightly, and the dark golden law condensed in his eyes, and the vast aura emerged crazily, like the reappearance of the mountain, causing the bodies of the immortals to sink slightly: “I am asking you now, not letting you ask me.”

Son Goku was silent and stood in front of Vegeta, covering all his might.

“Emperor Qin Tian, ​​put your attitude right, we are not your courtiers, and we don’t need to obey you.”

The corner of Qin Tiandi’s mouth slightly curled up, and between his hands, a long sword appeared in his hands. The name was Dingqin. Between his arms, the blade was horizontally in the sky, and he rushed straight into Son Goku at an indistinguishable speed from the gods.

With a bang, the Golden Cudgel and Ding Qin Jian met together.

Son Goku paused on the ground, his body turned into a rainbow, appeared above Qin Tiandi in the blink of an eye, swinging his stick down.

Emperor Qin Tian’s expression was plain, and he fixed Qin Jian from bottom to top, traversing a long arc, then coming first, hitting the golden hoop to stop it.

“Even if it is Ronaldo, you are still too weak for me.”

Qin Tiandi said: “The current Daluo Jinxian is really an era, not as good as an era.”

A cold light flashed in Son Goku’s eyes, instantly opening all the self-appointed divine doors in his body.

The unspeakable power boiled in him, making his body several times larger in an instant.

“Against self-styled strength?” Emperor Qin Tian looked slightly surprised, and finally put away his plain expression, his face solemn.

The real battle started from this point. It was extremely tragic. A serious Son Goku and a solemn Emperor were both sacred standing on the top of cultivation. Just the aftermath of the battle was enough to tear the void.

“boom!”

When a hanging divine power cut in the void, once again annihilated a palace.

A trace of helplessness appeared on Qin Tiandi’s face, his body turned into a light spot and dissipated, avoiding Son Goku’s attack.

“Let’s stop here, if you continue to fight, my tomb will be shattered.”

“When you say hit and hit, why do you stop and stop?” Son Goku stopped in the air and asked coldly.

Emperor Qin Tian stretched out his palm, a ball of brilliance flickered, revealing a spirit fruit the size of a longan, surrounded by radiance, and the fragrance was straight through the heart and spleen: “With this, is it enough?”

“Huang Zhongli…” Emperor Donghua licked his lips and said softly.

“Bubbling…” Canopy, Sha Wujing, Bailongma, and even Vegett, smelling the scent that seems to go deep into the soul, constantly seduce the appetite, and swallowed saliva subconsciously.

Among them, the youngest is more than 500 years old.

But no one has eaten this rumored fruit.

Son Goku reached out his hand to take it, pondered for a moment, pointed at Vegett and said, “I need two.”

Qin Tiandi frowned, glanced at Donghua with his faintly shining eyes, summoned two Huang Zhongli again, and threw them to the other party and Son Goku.

“There are only three fruits that have been produced in the past 100,000 years. This is my bottom line and sincerity.”

Son Goku smiled and threw the fruit to Vegett: “Eat it, with the help of these two Huang Zhongli, you should be able to break through.”

Vegeta’s heart warmed, and he held the two fruits tightly in his hands, took a deep breath, but threw a fruit back to him: “It doesn’t have to be this way, one for each person, I feel sorry for saving it.”

“Well, there are us!” Bai Longma drooled, stepped forward and said with a look of hope.

Son Goku bit off most of Huang Zhongli in one bite, and the brilliant rays of light gathered in his mouth.

The incomparably pure power rushes straight into the stomach and intestines along the throat, bursts suddenly in the chest, follows the blood vessels, spreads through the eight channels of the odd meridians, and rushes into the soul.

“Didn’t Emperor Qin Tian say that? After 100,000 years of accumulation, only these three are left, so what can I do?”

“Perhaps, he was lying to you?” The canopy bit his tongue, feeling that he was almost unable to bear the fragrance.

Qin Tiandi let out a cold snort, whirled vigorously at high speed, shrank into an inch, bombarded the canopy’s chest, threw it away, and spurted blood in his mouth. *