Traveling through the Black Dragon Ball

Sun Wukong reluctantly raised his head and said weakly: "Piccolo, Vegeta, thank you very much."

Piccolo nodded slightly, but Vegeta curled his lips in disdain and cursed angrily: "Are you an idiot, Kakarot? Why didn't you kill her just now while she was weak?"

Sun Wukong shook his head, with a "you don't understand" attitude.

Vegeta was itching with hatred, but Piccolo asked: "Sun Wukong, we are no match for her, is there anything you can do?"

Sun Wukong raised his head and looked at the woman in the distance, with a trace of confusion in his eyes. He said slowly: "Vegeta, put me down. I have recovered a little and can fly by myself."

Vegeta immediately dropped him and folded his arms in front of his chest, looking like he didn't care.

Sun Wukong finally stabilized his body, looked at Piccolo and said, "If you can hold her back, maybe I can still do something."

Piccolo met Vegeta's eyes and nodded at the same time. They didn't realize that they had unknowingly developed a blind trust in Sun Wukong.

No. 21 was losing her fun. She no longer cared about the three incompetent people in Guizhou and decided to end the game.

She took a step forward, and invisible pressure suddenly hit the three of them. Piccolo and Vegeta's hearts beat faster, and blood flowed to their bodies. The two suddenly separated and attacked the woman.

On the 21st, after a fierce battle with Sun Wukong for a day, it seemed that the weak fists and kicks could not arouse her interest in Piccolo and Vegeta's blockade. It seemed that her good mood turned bad in an instant, and the result was an inhumane beating. .

Two rag sacks can be used to relieve some frustrations and test the power of newly learned martial arts.

However, it is difficult to be a party involved. The most important thing is that this crazy woman does not regard human beings at all. Once they go to the battlefield, it is no longer their decision whether to surrender or to die.

Seeing the brutal beatings of his two comrades and the evil smile of the woman, Sun Wukong's somewhat wavering heart gradually became firmer. He concentrated his mind and sensed all things, as if it was faith and a kind of pure will. The invisible power continued to gather.

Sure enough, the "Vitality Bomb", the ultimate weapon to restrain evil, seems to have its own means of resisting the evil camp's detection. Even No. 21, who had the data for a long time, was unaware of the creation of the Vitality Bomb.

But its increasing radiation finally caught No. 21's attention, and she was suddenly shocked. After all, No. 21 is not one of those ignorant villains. Whether it is the data collected by Ge Luo and Li Yu or the memories of past lives, she understands that it is a vitality bomb that can destroy all evil bosses.

Of course she would not be arrogant enough to think that she could compete with the vitality bomb, so the best way was to nip it in the cradle.

However, the two people who had been abused also realized that this was their last chance, and they burst out with all their strength in an instant, even if they burned their lives.

No. 21 was no longer in the mood to play. The huge energy constantly gathering above Sun Wukong's head made her instinctively afraid. Her life was threatened like never before. She beat Vegeta and Piccolo crazily, but these two people also showed extraordinary perseverance. Continuous interference blocked her approach.

Faced with the rising pressure, No. 21 finally panicked. While calling for Li Yu's contact methods, she frantically attacked her entangled opponents.

Li Yu's response was only a mechanical reply that stabilized her. Fortunately, Vegeta and Piccolo were not invincible after all. The two finally fell unwillingly, and No. 21 could no longer care about killing the two of them. There was only Sun Wukong in his eyes, and the air instantly erupted with a violent explosion. Sun Wukong gritted his teeth, his eyes reflected the woman flying towards him, and finally sighed unwillingly.

But there was a sudden change, and the blazing light beam shot down diagonally, hitting No. 21 in the center. Her body balance was instantly broken, and her body was rolled and fell by the pressure of the light beam.

No. 21 stabilized her body and looked up, only to see another beam of light coming towards her. Her eyes were about to burst, and she tried to fly out of range, but the strange destructive power was entangled again, and her body suddenly lost control. Continuously rolling and falling.

Sun Wukong was overjoyed: "Tianjin rice!"

The purple-robed hunter with three eyes looked back and smiled, and another qigong cannon poured down. Although the damage of the qigong cannon was limited, it interfered with the opponent's mobility and could almost ignore the strength gap. This is another one of the martial arts on earth. A powerful martial art that allows the weak to defeat the strong.

"Wukong, I can only temporarily stop her from approaching. There is no time to delay. Hurry up and prepare your Qigong." Tianjin Fan also saw that Sun Wukong has a unique skill that can determine victory or defeat, but it only takes a lot of time to prepare.

Sun Wukong nodded, closed his eyes again, and suddenly entered an ethereal state. The creatures in the world seemed to be inspired by the gods, and they donated a little bit of their vitality. However, those intelligent creatures would not believe his words. Sun Wukong could only ask repeatedly. , asking them to contribute a little bit of power in a way that they can understand, to prevent evil from destroying the world. After all, more and more living beings contribute vitality, and they gather from higher dimensions across distances.

Beads of sweat continued to drip from Tianjin Fan's forehead, and his trembling hands were out of shape. Although the improved Qigong Cannon's reliance on soul power had been reduced a lot, he was still unable to bear such high-frequency and high-intensity use.

Tianjin Fan asked eagerly: "Wukong, isn't that enough?"

Sun Wukong closed his eyes and reluctantly responded: "Not even close..."

Suddenly, Sun Wukong frowned, and an unprecedented feeling hit his heart. The energy of the vitality bomb was reversing. Although it was still very weak, the speed was increasing geometrically. Even if Sun Wukong didn't understand how to calculate, he He also understood that this vitality bomb that he had gathered with all his strength would soon be disintegrated into nothingness. He couldn't think of the reason for a while, but at this time he could only make a decisive decision. He threw it without hesitation and threw it towards the person who was still doing Qigong. No. 21 struggled under the attack of the cannon.

Sun Wukong fell powerlessly, feeling relief in his heart, but also a trace of regret. He couldn't understand why No. 21 saved his life, but at this time he had to kill her.

No. 21's heart was beating wildly. At this time, she had lost the best time to escape. No. 21 was locked by the vitality bomb, and she had to take the vitality bomb. It would be okay if she fought with the determination to die, but the duel between her and Sun Wukong was not going to happen. She had a playful heart, but now her life and death were uncertain. How could she balance her mentality? She had no choice but to gather all her energy, while in her heart she kept cursing the man who dragged her into the abyss.