I have dragon balls on me

The darkness faded away, and a ray of morning sun rose from the sea of ​​clouds. Its golden light covered the end of the eastern sky.

Qingcheng Mountain in Sichuan at this moment

At the foot of the mountain, the forest is densely covered, and the thick pine crowns cover everything. A bluestone trail winds upward and disappears at the end.

ta ta ta

At this time, a thin figure gradually approached.That was a young man who was weirder than this era.

He has short short hair, handsome features, an earring in his left ear, and is wearing a casual white sportswear. He puts his hands in his pockets and whistles as he climbs up the stairs.

He has very thin eyebrows, slender eyes, a straight nose and thin lips, with a cold smile at the corner of his mouth.

"who"

hula

Suddenly, two Qingcheng disciples appeared on the stone steps, blocking the way and questioning them coldly.

"Idle people"

The young man was born coldly, his eyes sweeping over the two of them like a snake.

"Well, how dare you amuse me, you are here to stir up trouble, right?"

The Qingcheng disciple's eyes darkened, then his anger rose and he kicked him out.

"You're right. What I like most is making trouble even when nothing happens, hahaha."

The young man's expression remained unchanged, he slowly raised his right hand and struck out with a light palm

expensive

That seemingly ordinary blow actually erupted into a rumbling sound like a mountain roaring and a tsunami.

A vivid golden dragon shadow jumped out, its scales appeared, it was powerful and ferocious, and it rushed towards the Qingcheng disciple who took action.

boom

The next moment, without any stagnation at all, the dragon shadow roared past, annihilating the opponent, and even rushed more than ten feet away on the mountain stone stairs, leaving a huge deep pit.

The cloud of rubble and smoke shook the mountains and fields. Another Qingcheng disciple on one side looked at it blankly, as if he was dumbfounded.

"Hehehehehahaha God has treated me really well. This world is actually neither bad nor bad in the world of martial arts."

The young man sneered to himself, took a deep breath, and murmured to himself: "This place... can you tell me... this little brother?"

He opened his eyes as he spoke, revealing a cold and cruel sneer.

"You... you... who are you who came to my Qingcheng..."

The Qingcheng disciple suddenly fell to the ground, and panic enveloped him like a torrential rain. His face was pale, his eyes were lifeless, and he was on the verge of collapse.

“Qingcheng’s answer is not up to standard.”

The young man shook his head, flicked his fingers on his forehead, and walked sideways.

"Forget it, it looks like this is a pretty big sect and should have the information I need."

brush

His words gradually faded away, and his whole body jumped into the air. He stepped in the air, his figure was like an illusion, and he lost track of it in an instant.

puff

As he left, the sluggish Qingcheng disciple fell to the side. His pupils were scarlet, his ear holes and the corners of his mouth were stained with blood, his forehead was sunken, and traces of broken bones were visible.

The force of this finger had completely shattered his brain.

clang clang

Not long after, bells rang on Qingcheng Mountain, and shouts shook the valley.

"Too weak, too weak. Sure enough, this is a world with low martial arts."

There was a long roar, and then a golden dragon shadow rose into the sky, roaring and swooping down.

boom

Qingcheng Mountain was almost shaking, and the blood energy and smoke that reached the sky spread out with the impact.

On the mountainside, rubble was scattered across the sky, the towering Songfeng Hall was in pieces, corpses were strewn on the bluestone floor, and the place was dyed red with blood.

A young man with short hair stood in the sky, his expression did not change at all, he was still calm and calm, looking at the only remaining old figure coldly.

"Evil, evil, evil, I have hundreds of years of foundation in Qingcheng, hahahaha"

Elder Qingcheng smiled desolately, his face covered with ravines was as red as blood. The sword in his hand had been broken into two pieces, and blood continued to drip down the broken mouth of the sword.

That was not the enemy's blood, but his own. His shoulder exploded and his tendons were severed. Those were just scars caused by the aftermath of the golden dragon. Although not fatal, everything had been severed.

"Hey, old man, please put away that expression. Then I might be tempted to strangle you to death. Relax, so you can live a little longer."

The young man approached leisurely, looked at the old face full of blood and tears, sighed and said: "Okay, tell me who is the strongest person of this era or some useful information in a way you can understand... What sects are there in this world? Have any interesting events happened recently?"

"You...who are you?"

Elder Qingcheng was so angry that he almost broke all his teeth and asked in a low voice.

"Tsk, you are stubborn, you are really old and confused. I am asking you."

The young man said something scornfully, then stretched out his index finger, and a stream of condensed Qi burst out from his fingertips, accurately penetrating the heart of Elder Qingcheng.

"Evil...evil"

Elder Qingcheng's face froze, and then he fell to his knees in a pool of blood.

Qingcheng Gate. . .All destroyed

"Ah, trouble. I need to find another one to ask. I hope the next one will be smarter."

The young man yawned, then stretched out his palm, and a long sword fell into his hand.

brush brush

He used his sword as his pen, and his pen danced like a dragon and a snake, leaving traces on the ground.

The murderer Zhuge Weiyang

"Hahahahahaha, the duckweeds float thousands of miles happily, I will kill people"

He screamed, his breath erupting like rolling thunder, and as the clouds surged, a massive amount of spiritual energy from heaven and earth surged in like a tidal wave.

"Hualong"

The young man Zhuge Weiyang roared suddenly, and the veins on his neck and forehead were exposed, and then endless golden energy surged out of his body, flooding his entire body.

The true energy was condensed as if it were real substance, and turned into a ten-foot-long golden dragon, with teeth and claws, thick scales, roaring towards the sky, and rushed towards the distant sky.

After walking for a while, another high mountain appeared, deep into the sea of ​​clouds.

"If I remember correctly the Qingcheng before Humph, it was a sect of the Sichuan and Shu generation. It will not change no matter which world plane it is, then this should be Emei."

His body hovered, swallowing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and then dived downwards.

"Haha, let me see what's different about Emei in this world."

expensive

The roar of the dragon shook the whole country.

Emei Golden Summit

There are buildings with white walls and blue tiles scattered all over, and in the center is a tall Buddhist hall, which shines with soft golden light in the morning sun.

Suddenly, there was a roar in the sky, and a golden dragon shadow roared down and circled around the golden dome.

"Who in the Emei sect controls the iron ring?"

He heard the news in a low voice, like the sound of thunder from the sky, shaking the entire mountain top.

"Who are you coming to Emei? What's the matter?"

In front of the Buddhist hall below, a skinny old figure stared at the sky with a shocked expression, a look of disbelief in his eyes.

With his eyesight, he could naturally tell that Long Ying was in the form of true energy, but such majestic true energy obviously exceeded all his cognition, and he didn't even have the intention to resist.

This strength has exceeded so much that it is no longer measurable.

"Who are you"

In the depths of the dragon's shadow above, the figure of a young man floated above the dragon's head, his eyebrows lowered and his eyes cold as he asked.

"Emei Golden Light"

The skinny old man answered cautiously.

"golden light"

Zhuge Weiyang raised his brows and suddenly felt cold: "So it turns out that this plane is just... How is it possible? In terms of my strength, it is impossible for Dragon Ball to let me enter such a low-level martial world. After all, I am His strength has reached the upper limit of this world unless..."

His eyes suddenly brightened, and a bright smile appeared on his lips.

"Unless there is another Dragon Ball in this world plane...hahahaha. If you are lucky enough to get the second Dragon Ball, then in the next world I will definitely be able to touch the limit and enter a new realm."

"Tell me if there are any aliens in this world"

He lowered the dragon's head suddenly, without concealing the murderous intent in his body that was as cold as the arctic. He stared at Master Jin Guang and said: "If I am satisfied, Emei will be spared the disaster of annihilation."

"What...what kind of alien"

Master Jinguang took two steps back, but was still a little frightened.

This kind of power is almost like a fairyland on land. Even if the historical trend has pushed forward for hundreds of years, the Song Dynasty, when martial arts was prosperous, has never had such a top figure.

"Aliens are... warriors like me... or special people with abilities that are not warriors. In short, they are completely different from you."

"This... I'm afraid it will be difficult to meet such a person in a thousand years. I'm afraid..."

Master Jinguang's face immediately turned ugly.

"Yeah, what a coincidence."

Zhuge Weiyang whispered, with a weird smile on his face.

"Although I once practiced in Emei, but... that is also a matter of another world. Besides... the Emei of that world has been wiped clean after all. Hum hum, this feeling is really wonderful."

He slowly raised his right hand, and strands of golden energy filled the air like smoke.

"stop"

At this time, there was loud shouting in the distance, and a figure wearing a goose-yellow robe floated over.

At the same time, Emei disciples appeared one after another on the Golden Summit.

They include monks and laymen, men and women, and even characters dressed as Taoists and Confucian scholars appear.

Emei Mountain has been closed for a hundred years, and its prestige has long been lost. There are only less than a hundred people left in the entire gate.

There are very few young disciples, most of them are over fifty, but each one of them has extraordinary bearing and full of energy, almost comparable to the first-class masters in the world.

If this hidden terrifying strength were revealed, it would be enough to make the entire world look at him with suspicion, even Shaolin Wudang would be inferior.

"Hey, hey, hey, a bunch of ants... hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha

Zhuge Weiyang laughed wildly, but his eyes revealed a naked coldness.

"No matter how bright the candle is, it cannot compete with the bright moon."

"Go to hell you bunch of rubbish"

boom

The dragon shadow under his feet was rioting, almost affecting the sky. The wind was blowing, the clouds were rolling, and the dragon's claws were overturning. It was unstoppable.

"Li Heihei, the person you are looking for is Li Heihei"

Suddenly, a sharp cry rang out, and the dragon's claw stopped just above the temple, but the terrifying pressure still cracked the wall.

There are also cracks extending under the feet of people in Emei.

"Oh, it seems like someone knows so I don't have to look for another one."

Zhuge Weiyang looked slightly sideways. A young female disciple wearing white clothes was standing in the distance looking at him in fear.

"Don't be afraid, girl. I never kill women, especially beautiful ones... Now... tell me how you knew that the person I was looking for was the one I was looking for."

he asked with a smile.

"I don't know if he is, but he looked just like you when he first appeared, with that weird hair."

"Is it just hair?"

Zhuge Weiyang said, the corners of his mouth turned up, and he asked lightly: "Is there anything else?"

"Straight... intuitive"

"A woman's intuition...especially the intuition of a beautiful woman is a gift given by God...it is always very accurate."

Zhuge Weiyang let out a long breath. Under his feet, the dragon shadow slowly floated into the sky. His eyes were narrow and cold, looking at the blurry sky in the distance, and murmured: "Li... Black and white are you ready to meet your fate? Haha?"

The smile on his lips suddenly widened, and he rushed towards the sea of ​​clouds with a wild laugh.