The breath of darkness, turbulence, and disordered breath. The pure black eyes were a little white, and the body was stiff and twisted. Letting go of his hand, Bula fell heavily to the ground, dying. Yamucha was in pain, schizophrenic, and couldn't take care of poor Bula on the side.

"Don't stop me! You shit! ”

Yamucha struggled desperately, poked her eyes with two fingers, and the blood flowed like a torrent, but she still couldn't stop the expansion of the whites of her eyes.

War, battles from the inner world. The real Yamucha is in a nightmare, it is pitch black that you can't see your fingers. Suddenly, the starry scenery is a memory that carries more than 40 years. Wukong, Bulma, Klin, Tianjin Rice, and Piccolo appeared one by one, meeting each other one by one, full of emotion.

What did I do, they obviously kept working so hard. I've ruined everything, Vegeta and Bula are right, what do you do with a piece of waste like me. The person who deserves to die is me, definitely me.

"Yamucha, cheer up."

Familiar sounds, as if from another world. Yamucha turned around, surprised, it turned out to be Bulma at that time.

The body is gone with the wind, leaving behind only a golden afterimage, is it faith? Yamucha stepped forward, couldn't touch it, couldn't hold it.

"You're doing a great job, and no one blames you. It may be a good thing for Goku and them, the responsibility they have carried on their shoulders along the way is too heavy. You know my hope, then please, save Bra, please. ”

Bulma said, and the light began to fade.

"But what should I do? Damn, I don't know what to do! ”

The stars faded, and only darkness remained. When everything was silent, Bulma's voice suddenly echoed:

"Yamucha, that black dragon has followed to this world, you must stop it. Don't let it go back to Dragon Ball! Otherwise, the world will never have the desired peace. ”

……

"Ah, I remember. Hey, this is my soul. Hear no, stupid dragon! ”

The reason why I am who I am is because of such an unusual bond. You're just breaking through the chains here, buddies, I'm Yamucha, I'm back!

Give me strength.

The starlight is like a dream, slowly lighting up this dark world.

"Stop! Don't you know what will happen to this little girl once she becomes a Super Saiyan?! ”

White stopped struggling. The inner Yamucha hesitated.

"Yes, that's good."

Black regained the upper hand. Lifting the unconscious Bra with his hands, he put his fingers against her chest and said:

"Farewell, little Saiyan girl."

……

"Get out of my body."

The black and white Yamu tea is on the verge of collapse.

"You, what are you doing here! I can get out of here and give me that Saiyan body! ”

The long tunnel, I finally found the exit. The white light shines, coming from the heart, the black body is completely unable to withstand it, the night will always pass, and wherever the white light goes, the evil spirit will be avoided.

Bra opened his eyes, incredulous. Yamucha put one hand on his chest, but he was trembling at the moment. The body seemed to be evaporating, constantly releasing powerful qi, and the mist filled the air.

"Yamucha, you will regret your actions today. All people are the bodies of old men. This world will only be more miserable than the original one. Mortals, wash your neck and look forward to it. ”

The mist dispersed, and two Yamu teas appeared. Yamucha, who is wearing a white sportswear, is awe-inspiring. On the other side lies a naked black Yamucha with the word M engraved on her head.

"Bula, stay away. Here is the true and fake Yamucha, the showdown. ”

The white Yamucha shouted, but the black Yamucha didn't care at all and went towards Bula to kill.

At this time, Bra was already covered in bruises, and he had no strength to resist. However, Bra looked at this black Yamucha, but it was not as terrifying as before, and the speed was as slow as that of ordinary people.

"Wolf Tooth Whirlwind Fist!"

With a blow from behind, Yamucha felt like she had done her best. Black Yamucha, after being hit hard and breaking through ten trees, lay motionless on the ground, as if it had lost its breath.

It turned out that when the two separated. Due to the support of good faith and belief, Yamucha actually got most of the power, which was much less than the power of the black evil thought Yamucha. However, the hand that was broken before has not been recovered. No way, Yamucha's ability is low, and it is not the same physique as Piccolo.

"Can you still stand up? Bradley? ”

Reaching out his hand, Yamucha looked at Bra kindly.

"Go away, deceitful liar..."

Bra tilted his little head, closed his eyes, and ignored Yamucha. Suddenly, I couldn't help coughing, and streams of blood gushed out from the corners of my mouth. His hands were tightly blocked in the huge bloody hole in his stomach, and his whole body was already soaked with sweat.

"You still hate me..."

Rubbing her nose, Yamucha reluctantly reached over again.

"What for!"

Picked up Bula in one hand and kicked the ground and flew towards the sky.

In that direction is the Blossom Tower.

Consciousness is getting blurred for some reason, probably the wound is getting worse. I haven't used it for a long time, and it's a waste of energy. But a strong belief that strongly supports Yamucha.

It has to be a little faster, a little faster. Bra in his arms, his injuries are getting worse.

"You can't die, Bula. If... How can you call me worthy of Bulma. ”

Fast as a shooting star. Through the clouds, the people on the plane in the ordinary world were all dumbfounded, thinking that it was a new missile of a certain country, and they were panicked.

Temple of the Celestial Gods.

"Gods, they're coming, what should I do?"

Bobo held the tea, still as still as water and walked towards the gods. It's just that the gods are still trembling, and they don't let go of their solemn expressions at all, and closely watch the changes in the nether realm.

"Celestial?"

Bobo was puzzled and patted the gods.

"It's too late, why am I hesitating, I should have killed them just now! I, as a god, really... What a dereliction of duty. ”

The god suddenly lost his temper, and Bobo was so shocked that the tea in his hand fell down again, and it made a loud noise. In the blink of an eye, the gods were gone.

The black Yamucha, with dead eyes, suddenly felt his heartbeat, and struggled to staggered up from the ground a little bit. Mu Lengleng stood for a long time, and with a "bang", he fell down again. Crows hovered overhead, blackening the sky.

"A strong body is needed..."

Black Yamu tea repeats itself mechanically. The crow, who had been waiting for the opportunity for a long time, finally waited for the right opportunity, poured out of its nest, and leaped towards the black Yamucha.

Huali Tower, Yamucha crashed headlong into the narrow temple of the Garin Immortals, and there was chaos. The Garin cat fairy, sticking his head out of the jar, looked at the two men who had fallen in amazement, and said:

"Oh? What's going on, no one has bothered me for more than eighty years. This..."

Garin Immortal paused for a moment and complained:

"It seems that the days of tranquility are over..."

"Garin... Garin Immortals... Save this little girl. ”

Yamucha was pale and overdrawn. Garin Immortal was even more surprised, looking at the one-armed Yamucha. Look at Bra again, the wound tied with rags of his clothes, due to the impact of entering the tower, the wound began to crack, and the blood was red on the ground. And people have long been unconscious, and their lives are dying.

The Garin Immortal, who had ten thousand question marks, didn't have time to question, so he quickly jumped into the fairy pot and kept pulling it. As a result, shouted loudly:

"Oh no, there's only one left."

"To her..."

Yamucha pointed at Bura. Garin Immortal glanced at Yamucha coldly, picked up Bura, gave her immortal beans, and said:

"Of course, it's a pity that there is only one. Yes, middle-aged man, your daughter is saved. ”

"It's not..."

Yamucha laughed and fainted. The cat fairy picked up Bura and fed the fairy beans into her mouth. Suddenly, the ring on Bra's hand was very beautiful. The Garin Cat Immortal unconsciously reached for the ring, wanting to see where the artifact was.

"Ahhh

The Huali Pagoda trembled, and the entire ladder pillar swayed sharply from side to side. The powerful qi broke through the Garin Hall and rushed to the distant sky.

"You... Who the hell are you?! ”

The fur of the Garin Immortal stood on end, and the stick of the stick was firmly attached to the fence pole.

"Stop!"