Dragon Ball: Super God Vegeta

Chapter 738

Chapter 738 Guardian of the Gods, Sanzang Awakens

“It’s going to be defeated!”

Falling from mid-air to the deck, the canopy was dripping with blood and his nose was a little sour.

They have persisted for so long and paid so much, but in the end, they still have nothing to do.

Very sad!

Son Goku fell from mid-air and looked at the huge divine ship ahead with a sad laugh.

“In the past ten years, there have been more than 13,000 battles, beating thousands of enemies, and in exchange for thousands of scars on the body, and full of scars! Even if we lose, we are also heroes indomitable.”

“Most heroes are the end, and most are sad.”

Son Goku’s nose was a little sour, and he looked up at the sky: “I can’t understand you! For the so-called Dao rune, how about you do this step?”

“We are all your pawns, controlled by your left and right hands to kill each other. The dead are already gone, and the living are exhausted. One hundred thousand miles of blood and ten million bones are enough, right?”

“If you continue, the entire Three Realms will be in chaos, and that will be a situation that you can’t control…”

“Beget, don’t say it.” Sha Wujing reached out and gave him a hand.

“Don’t say anything,” Vegett gritted his teeth and said, “I don’t have any pity for those who come to die. I just feel sorry for their families and blood relatives inexplicably.”

“In the past ten years, how many people have broken their hearts, how many people have taken up blood and blood, how many people have knelt before the grave, leaving blood and tears, and how many people have become survivors!”

“I’m not soft-hearted, nor hypocritical. The person who should be killed won’t be soft-hearted, but…”

The eyes of the canopy were a little red, and he said softly: “Don’t say it, Yunzhou’s defense is almost unstoppable. You take Sanzang and go first, and we will break it for you.”

Vegett said: “Don’t go, ten years, I’m tired. If God really wants to kill me here, then let me die in war. Killers, people will kill them. Killing gods is a battle. Die in the battlefield!”

“Kill, kill, kill, kill!”

At this moment, deafening screams of killing came from all directions, and armies were crushed and crushed with violent aura.

“Guanjiangkou, the grass head god army comes to support!”

“Three altars of the sea, the gods come to support!”

“Teacher from Heavenly Master, disciples from Heavenly Master come to support!”

“Netherworld Palace, unparalleled ghosts and gods come to support!”

The ice turned into an ice bridge, and the woman in white walked out of Guanghan and stood in front of the divine ship.

The appearance of Qingjun, Erlang god wearing silver armor, holding a three-pointed two-edged sword, standing in front of the god ship.

Nezha, with three heads and six arms, holding a fire-tip spear, standing in front of the Godship, was standing in front of the ship.

Wearing a purple gold crown, wearing a big red robe, a red rabbit horse under his hips, and holding a bright red blood-like halberd, Lu Bu, the ghost god, stands in front of the divine ship.

The huge divine ship stopped abruptly, the light was restrained, an old man with a full head of hair led more than a dozen tribesmen out of the boat, looking pale at these legendary powerhouses, these legendary divine army!

“Masters, what are you doing!”

Looking at each other, the old man resisted the throbbing in his heart, and asked.

Lü Bu said coldly: “A certain protects the west from chaos in the name of Jun Yan.”

Erlang Shendao: “With me here, no one can hurt the people traveling westward!”

Nezha said: “You, etc., commit the following crimes and attack the Great Sage of Heaven. It is for rebellion. You should kill and be blamed!”

Zhang Daoling said: “San Zang, it’s not the existence that Jiang Shui can covet, don’t be obsessed with it!”

Chang’e didn’t speak, and she didn’t want to speak either, looking at Jiang Shui’s army coldly.

The old man knew that Vegett had a relationship with these people, but he never thought that their relationship could make these people take their lives.

The grass head god, the gods army, and the unparalleled ghosts are all their trump cards at the bottom of the box!

After weighing the pros and cons, with many thoughts, the old man finally compromised and did not dare to attack forcibly. He clasped his fists and said, “Since you have everybody to protect you, the little god will lead people to retreat.”

“If you can’t beat it, you want to leave?”

Nezha snorted coldly and said indifferently: “Where is such a good thing in the world? You people, you can go, but you should leave everything on your body and leave the house.”

“The Great God of the Three Altars of the Sea, don’t deceive others too much!” The old man clenched his fists and said angrily.

“This god bullied you, you can go to war if you don’t want to!” Nezha snorted and said in a deep voice.

Thinking of the consequences of the war, the old man fell cold and was silent for a long time, saying: “I promise you that is.”

“Elder, can’t be like this!”

Behind him, a middle-aged man said humiliatingly: “If we do this, we will become sinners of the whole family.”

The old man turned his eyes to look at him: “So, you would rather be a dead man than a sinner?”

The middle-aged man’s heart trembled, his lips trembled a few times, and he said nothing after all.

Twelve divine boats were left behind, and the Jiang Shui Protoss walked away in disgrace.

Four armies were stationed outside the Yunzhou, Lu Bu, Erlangshen, Zhang Daoling, Nezha, Chang’e, and the five came to the Yunzhou together.

“I won’t say the word thank you. You will remember everything you have done to me again and again.” Vegett sat on the ground and pointed to his chest.

Nezha smiled and said, “I don’t need your thanks, I just did what I wanted to do.”

Erlang Shendao: “From now on, until Sanzang wakes up, I will stay here with the grass head god, and I will not give any power an opportunity to take advantage of it.”

Lu Bu said, “The same is true for the order that a certain person received.”

Beiji nodded and looked up at Chang’e: “To be honest, I’m quite surprised that you can come.”

“You are dead, I don’t know how the next road should go.” Chang’e said lightly.

This is not a love story, but a plan for the future.

In each transaction, they have been completely tied together, and it is difficult to support them alone.

“By the way, does San Zang still show no signs of awakening?” Zhang Daoling asked.

Vegett shook his head, and said in his heart: “With a few of you stationed here, San Zang is afraid that he will wake up. After all, no other forces will come and die.”

Time flies, and in a flash, ten years have reached the end, and only half a month is left.

Sanzang was still lying on the bed peacefully, not knowing how hard he experienced in another world.

Vegett and others have returned to their heyday, silently waiting for him to wake up.

When the grass drilled out of the yellow soil and the hibiscus flowers were in full bloom, a group of people sat on the deck of the cloud boat, tasting the wine silently, watching the spring blossoms, and their thoughts flying.

“I’m so hungry, can Vegett cook something?” A voice suddenly rang in everyone’s ears.

“There is food in the kitchen, myself…”

Vegett replied subconsciously, just halfway through the words, his body suddenly shook, and he turned his eyes to the direction of the ship building.

But I saw a monk in white monk clothes standing by the scarlet door with a pale face, holding the door frame with his right hand, looking at them with complicated eyes.

“Your uncle.”*