Dragon Ball God Mu - Chapter 670

[Chapter 451 Scared Piccolo]

After knowing the origins behind the Faun’s power, Bill Gil’s heart relaxed, and it turned out that he thought too much about everything.

The man behind the Mushen force is Muyang, which is a fortunate thing for the entire Northern Galaxy.

Next, Muyang invited Bill Gil to enter the small building for a short rest, and then, accompanied by Melishia, climbed the Daqingshan Mountain and came to the Martial Arts Building of Tenjin-ryu.

The elders of Tenjin-style, including Isavor, Clarissa, Belialos, and others, saw a Namekian for the first time, and their faces couldn’t help showing a hint of curiosity.

Speaking of which, Isavor and other elders are already in their 80s and 90s, and the older ones are close to 100 years old. They are well-deserved elderly people, but because they have taken the elixir of life, they still look middle-aged in appearance.

In fact, with the increasing level of martial arts in recent years and the increasing popularity of technological means, the average life expectancy of people on earth is increasing significantly.

After Mu Yang’s introduction, several elders only knew the identity of the Namekian in front of them, and they stepped forward to warmly entertain the Birgi people.

The last time Birgil stayed on Earth for a short period of time because of the planet Ambera, and then went to Namek and didn’t visit Earth properly, so he visited the entire planet at the invitation of the Tenjin-ryu elders. Daqingshan, by the way, gave some pointers to the disciples on Daqingshan.

These disciples were either sitting cross-legged, meditating with their eyes closed, or practicing in pairs, sweating profusely. There was also one person who studied hard and honed basic boxing techniques. All of them were very serious, and there was no slack.

Seeing the assiduous cultivation of these martial arts practitioners, Bir Gil nodded in appreciation.

“These disciples of Tianshenliu are good children who are willing to endure hardships. Their cultivation methods are very subtle, and they seem to hide more mysterious connotations.” Bir Gil just glanced a few times and saw that there were deeper connotations hidden in them.

Melishia said with a smile: “This is the Tenshin-style improved by Muyang. With the practice of Tenshen Fist, it can greatly stimulate the potential of the people on Earth.”

Bir Gil nodded and observed carefully, the more and more he felt the profoundness of the Tenshen-style martial arts. Measurement.

Looking at the flowers along the way, the hard work of the Earth Martial Daoist exceeded his imagination, and he was very moved.

In contrast, the Nameks living on Namek have to slack off a lot. Except for a few fighting-type Nameks, other Nameks do not take the initiative to practice at all, but live a leisurely life as a small farmer. like a leisurely life.

Perhaps it is by nature that the Namekians are more willing to be close to nature and resist violence from their hearts. However, this also determines that it is difficult for the Namekians to have masters. One day old, Bill Gil is really worried about the future development potential of Namek.

With a sigh in his heart, Bir Gil felt a lot.

Next, he stayed in Daqingshan for a while, Bir Gil said goodbye to Muyang and the others, and then left alone with his thoughts.

This time on Earth, in addition to asking about the background of the Faun, Bill Gil’s second purpose was to meet the previous God of the Earth.

The Namekian who fled from Namek to Earth because of the climate catastrophe, the son of the excellent dragon Kadaz.

Turning the direction, Birgil flew towards the temple like a bolt of lightning.

With Bill Gil’s tens of millions of combat power, the whole process was extremely simple. It only took a short time to cross the Kalin Tower and the lightning space on it and enter the space where the temple was located.

At the shrine, Birgil saw the old god, who, like the Great Elder Namek, also exuded a rotten and weak aura.

“This senior from Namek is the previous god of the earth.

” The thin figure of the old god appeared in front of Bir Gil, and his breath was very weak.

“Confused!” Bir Gil felt the weak breath on God’s body, and sighed bitterly.

He had heard Mu Yang talk about the situation of the God of Heaven before, and he felt even more regretful when they met.

He is obviously a dragon with excellent talent, but because of a little evil in his body, he forcibly divided his body into two parts. Are the split Nameks still the original Nameks?

Pure good, pure evil, what’s the point of distinguishing so openly, even Bill Gil himself dare not say that there is no evil in his body.

However, the matter has come to this point, and the situation of the old gods is irreversible.

The body, soul, blood, and potential have long since become incomplete due to division, and the potential for development has been limited.

“Son of Kadaz, I’m very happy to be able to meet people outside of Namek. You and Camomont are the only Nameks of the same era as me.” Birgil said in a complicated tone. .

Of the three Nameks from the previous era, he was the only one who was still young. The old god in front of him, like the great elder, was already old.

There is a trace of nostalgia in the old eyes of the gods: “Is Namek my home planet? I don’t even know what it looks like there.”

Bill Gil said: “Go back and have a look if you have the opportunity!

” I will go back.”

The position of the god of the gods cannot bring long-term life to the god of the gods. Like the Great Elder of Namek, the god of god’s life is about to come to an end. Before disappearing, he also wants to go back to his home planet to have a look. .

Bir Gil was silent with the gods, and after staying in the temple for a while, Bir Gil said goodbye and left.

…

Yunzebit Heights.

A deep and narrow canyon like a moat lies on the plateau, like a giant dragon, cutting the entire vast and boundless highland into two sides.

On the slightly flat hills, there are reddish-brown sandstones everywhere, and there is no grass around. Because of the lack of water, even life seldom appears here.

Beacon-like stone pillars rose from the ground, on top of the stone pillars.

The new Piccolo was wearing a white cape and a hat on his head, sitting quietly in the void.

The cold wind howled, hitting his cheeks, causing pain.

Perhaps because he inherited most of the power of the Great Demon King Piccolo, the new Piccolo was different from the ordinary Nameks from the beginning. Piccolo has grown into an adult state in a year and a half, and his strength is far More than Piccolo.

Piccolo sat motionless, suddenly, he opened his eyes, and vaguely felt a chilling energy approaching him.

“Yes, although the strength is a little weaker, but the reaction ability is good, and it is commendable that you are actually a fighting-type Namekian!” A

cold voice sounded from all directions, UU reading www.sonicmtl.

com Piccolo looked around, but found no one.

“Who is it, come out quickly!”

Piccolo stood up with a gloomy face, and smashed the stone pillar at the bottom of his foot with one foot.

Could it be the Martial Daoists on Earth?

Did they find their way?

Thinking of this, a cold killing intent appeared on Piccolo’s face.

“Hey…it is mixed with the breath of demons. If you are controlled by this evil thought, you will not be a pure Namekian.”

Although the new Piccolo was condensed by the power of Piccolo, he also Inheriting the bloodline of the Great Demon King Piccolo, he himself has half the blood of the Namekians, and half the evil thoughts of the demon race. If this evil thoughts can be resolved, the new Piccolo is the real Namekians.

“Who the hell are you?” Piccolo was puzzled, and then he saw a person he was very familiar with appearing in front of him.

The green skin, the reddish muscle lines on the abdomen and arms, and the two tentacles on the top of the head are actually similar to himself. Is the person in front of him also a demon, or is it related to the gods?

“Young Namekian, my name is ‘Bilgil’!”

While speaking, Birgil saw Piccolo’s unruly character and smiled faintly.

A small amount of breath was released. This breath was very weak to Bir Gil, but to Piccolo, it was as vast and grand as the sky.

In an instant, Piccolo couldn’t move, which made him feel small and shameless.

Piccolo felt at once that the end of the world was coming.

[End of this Chapter]