Dragon Ball God Mu

"Damn, who the **** is this guy, how could he have such a powerful qi? When will there be such a master on the earth?" Piccolo roared angrily in his heart, and the two sharp demon teeth almost broke.

　　 There are so many powerful people on the earth, when will he clear the obstacles and complete the rule of the world?

　　 Extreme anger and unwillingness flooded Piccolo's mind.

"Huh!" Bil Gil looked at Bick with interest, as if he was interested in his will. Suddenly, Bil Gil increased his momentum, and suddenly seemed to be in the ocean, Bick felt his own The body is constantly rolling, and the soul is frozen by this force.

　　 rumbling!

The huge momentum rolled down, and the stone pillars underfoot quickly cracked, and then more and more cracks, broken stones fell one after another, Piccolo and the rock fell to the ground together, and a "person" was quickly pressed out on the ground. The depression of the glyph.

　　 gritting his teeth and straightening up, Piccolo tried hard to get up, but his body seemed to be pressed against a mountain that made him unable to move.

　　 After a while, Bill Gil looked at Piccolo who was panting, and quietly put away his momentum.

"It's not bad, although the strength is fragile, but the will on his body is still a little desirable." Piccolo's combat power is not as good as 300. This kind of power is the same as no one in the eyes of Bill Gil. It was Piccolo's fairly strong fighting spirit.

　　 "Who are you, why didn't I know there is a strong man like you on earth?" Piccolo struggled to get up from the ground, looking at Bill Gil with a complex expression.

　　 During this period of time, he had learned about the history of the earth. Except for Muyang, the **** of martial arts who resisted the invasion of the demons and seemed to be a powerful martial arts god, Bik did not care about it. But the appearance of this person before him broke his cognition.

　　 From another angle, the opponent can only release a little momentum at will, and he can be suppressed. If he fights head-on, he may not even have the chance to fight back, and he will be completely killed.

　　Bil Gil smiled: "I am not an earthling, but a Namekian like you."

　　Pick's pupils shrank: "What Namek, this uncle is the king of the demons."

　　Bil Gil shook his head: "Ignorance, you can't even count as a miscellaneous soldier in the Demon Race with your strength. It is ridiculous to claim to be the King of the Demon Race."

　　 "How dare you say that!!!"

　　 Piccolo felt angry when he heard the words. He was the king of the dignified demon clan, he was actually called a miscellaneous soldier by the man in front of him? How can I bear this! However, in the face of Bill Gil, what Piccolo was about to say got stuck in his throat and couldn't speak at all.

　　 After all, the other party has such a powerful force, it seems that there is no need to deceive oneself.

"Boy, for the sake of being a Namekian, I will teach you to change the evil spirits in your body! The power of the demons, especially the power of the lower demons... staying with you will only lower your potential. Don't worry about such power."

　　 "Can you make me stronger?" Piccolo didn't fully believe what Bill Gil said, but his desire to become stronger made him ask.

　　 "It depends on your own will, no matter how much others do, they can't help you."

　　 "You just said, I'm from Namek?"

"Yes, as you can see, the Namekians are like us. Your parents had to leave the Namekians who fled to the earth due to the Cataclysm. So in essence, you should not Become a demon.” Of course, the words are full of disdain for the demon. You must know that the Namekians are a race that admires nature and loves peace, and there are very few evil generations.

　　Bil Gil naturally did not want to see a clansman with a strong talent continue to fall.

　　 "……"

　　 Regarding the identity of the Namekians mentioned by Bill Gil, Piccolo was silent and did not express.

　　 "Next." At this time, Bir Gil threw a cloth bag towards Piccolo, and Piccolo took it reflexively.

"What is this?"

　　Opening the bag, Piccolo saw dozens of green dried lentils in the cloth bag. They were completely dehydrated and looked particularly ugly.

　　 What is this, Piccolo stared at the beans in his hand, and suddenly felt absurd.

　　 This seemingly very powerful Namek star appeared in front of him inexplicably. After giving himself a predicament, he gave him dozens of beans. What did he want to do?

　　 "This is called Xiandou, you will know its usefulness soon."

　　Bil Gil said indifferently, these fairy beans are the treasures he got from Mu Yang, if it weren't for the fact that the opponent was a rare combat-type Namek, he would never take them out.

　　 "Kacha!" Piccolo picked up a fairy bean and placed it in his mouth to bite it. Suddenly, he found an astonishing vitality spreading in his mouth, and all the previous fatigue and pain miraculously disappeared.

"This thing... it's amazing..." Piccolo's eyes widened suddenly, and when he clenched his fists, he seemed to have inexhaustible energy. Then he looked at the dozens of fairy beans left in the bag, as if looking at the world. A rare baby.

　　 "It's great, with this thing, what the devil is afraid of, the whole world will be mine sooner or later." Piccolo yelled excitedly, and the devilish energy on his body radiated again.

　　 "Let’s be less smug!"

　　Bil Gil's face became cold, his arms flared, and he snapped Piccolo away. The powerful force made Piccolo rush all the way, smashing several stone pillars in succession, and his body was embarrassed on the rocky cliff.

　　Bil Gil ripped Piccolo from the stone wall: "Boy, I asked for the fairy beans from others, so how can you waste it!"

　　 Piccolo wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and looked at Bill Gil with piercing eyes.

　　 "Master, I already know your strength, please teach me martial arts."

　　 "It depends on your enlightenment!"

　　 A smile appeared on the corner of Bill Gil's mouth.

　　……

　　 a few months later.

　　 The night is slightly cool, and the bright moon is in the sky.

　　 The night in the desolate Yunzebit Highland is still cold and lonely, Bick wears a cloak, condensing energy in the sky.

　　 Suddenly he stared ahead, and a ray of light flashed through his black pupils~www.readwn.com~ A frightful aura shot out from his eyes and hit the rock wall not far away.

　　 With a bang, the broken stones fell down.

At this moment, Piccolo's momentum rose wildly, and it rose several times in just a few seconds. His arms suddenly opened, and a hemispherical flash suddenly spread around Piccolo, like a single beam The sun rises from the horizon, and the vast plateau is instantly illuminated.

　　 rumbling, a huge mushroom cloud rushed up, and the whole cloud was trembling in the high ground. The terrible storm directly destroyed the raised rocks and swept over.

　　 Piccolo released his power to his heart. At this moment, he felt that the world seemed to be under control.

　　 "Hahaha, I did it, and my strength has increased several times."

　　 Several months of hard work day and night, Piccolo has been continuously trained by Bill Gille's purgatory. Although the process is difficult, today he finally performed extremely powerful tricks, and it feels quite painful.

　　 Looking at the stone wall destroyed by him and the scorched yellow ground that collapsed below, Bick felt that everything was worth it.

High in the sky, Bill Gille held his back with his hands and looked at the energetic Piccolo below, and nodded slightly: "Although the evil spirit on his body has not been completely removed, the desire to fight in the faint has already suppressed the evil spirit. It's not bad. Namek."

　　 "It's a pity that the origin and soul are missing, otherwise it may not be impossible to become a super Namek!"

　　 All dragons with excellent talents have extraordinary potential. If Piccolo is in a complete state, it will have more development potential than Slag.

　　 It's a pity now.