Chapter Two Hundred and Five
"Then it's done, you must take me to see it in the future! Brother Ye Shan, I found that your experience is very amazing. You have been there in ancient times, and you will be there in the future. I really don't know where you will go in the future.. .cluck"
Boulma raised her small head and looked at Ye Shan expectantly, and couldn't help but let out a crisp laugh as she spoke.
Ye Shan showed a faint wry smile, lightly squeezed Buma's small face and said: "You little girl still dare to make fun of me."
After tidying up Boulma for a quarter of an hour, Ye Shan let her go: "Okay, take this time machine and study it in reverse, although you are still young and have not enough experience...but this is another What you made, you must be very familiar with what you made, as long as you study it thoroughly, you may soon be able to find the research direction of the space-time shuttle."
Boulma tidied up her messy clothes with a blushing face, nodded joyfully and said: "Well! I can't wait, now! I'll take it apart now and study how the other me made this kind of clothes that can travel through time. The Wonder Machine of Time."
Ye Shan looked amusedly at Boulma who anxiously took the time machine back into the capsule and wanted to go back to the laboratory for experiments as soon as possible, and said solemnly: "Look at you impatient, go quickly!! Not good, you have to promise me to stay in the lab." The time in the research room should not be too long."
"Yes! Brother Ye Shan's words are all right, I know!"
Boulma ran over quickly and stuck her thin red lips on Ye Shan's face for a few seconds, then ran to the research room with a grin.
"This little girl..."
Ye Shan rubbed his cheek with his hand and smiled dumbly, walked to the edge of the small lake, sat cross-legged and started his practice again.
A few months passed in the blink of an eye, but Boulma... listened to Ha Shan's words very well, and came out of the research room to rest every once in a while. Not too obsessed with it.
Ye Shan sat on the edge of the lake with a happy expression on his face, and the power of time in his hand, which was obviously a few minutes larger than before, was cheering and swimming.
"Yue, it took so long to integrate the other two forces of time into my own power.
I don't know how many years it will take to fully control the law of time..."
Ye Shan muttered to himself, the existing four powers of time have been completely merged into one, and in the future, if he wants to grow, he can only rely on himself to slowly comprehend and absorb the power of time that is everywhere. There are... ready-made powers of time for myself to absorb, otherwise it is impossible to go further in a short time.
Ye Shan sighed, closed his eyes again and sensed the strands of time floating in the space that are ten times smaller than a strand of hair, and then used his own power of time as a guide to absorb the wild strands of time into the heart of God .
The time silk leaf stretching in the space has been integrated into the other power of time three months ago, and the time has come when the power of time that I have mastered has a certain scale, but there is still a power in my mind that is more powerful than the free one. I don't know how many times the power of time has not been absorbed outside, so naturally there will be no spare time to engage in those... wild time fragments outside.
"Hey! This is the world called Moyuan, and it seems to be approaching the earth quickly...Could it be that Carrick II of this world is going to come to the earth to make troubles?"
Ye Shan suddenly opened his eyes and looked up at the sky and whispered, the star map in his brain... the coordinates marking the position of the evil star moved towards the earth at a very fast speed, which far exceeded its own drifting outside the cosmic barrier Speed, obviously someone is pushing it forward.
The evil star... Ye Shan's eyes lit up. It is too slow for him to understand and absorb the power of time. Why don't you go there and experience it to see if you can create a few powers of space. After all, you couldn't find it in the future world before. There are other ways to freely shuttle between the two worlds, but now with the coordinates left by God on the star map, it is different.
"Hehe, it looks like we're going to reach the sky of the earth soon. Monkey King and the others are busy again. I won't participate in such small things. It's more cost-effective to go to the Devil Realm to get some space power."
Ye Shan stood up and walked to the research room, said hello to Boulma, and immediately came to Baozi Mountain.
As soon as Hayama came here, he saw Vegeta and Son Goku in battle.
"This guy Vegeta seems to have really become friends with Kakarot..."
Ye Shan walked under a big tree and looked at the two people who were fighting fiercely.
Vegeta's strength has been practiced in the gravity chamber for so long and has already reached 3 million combat power and even exceeded tens of thousands. Although he is now on par with Monkey King, he still cannot transform into a Super Saiyan.
The battle was fierce, and Monkey King had deliberately led the battle between the two into mid-air, but a large area of the area below was still destroyed, as if it had been bombed by several waves of missiles.
Ye Shan saw that the battle would not be over so soon, and there was still a little time before the evil star came to the earth, so he just sat under the tree and ate a 1 holy fruit, and commented on the battle between the two from time to time .
"Oh, Vegeta, your strength is about the same as mine. It will be very difficult to beat you if you continue like this. Next, I will transform into a Super Saiyan!"
Standing on the top of the tree, Monkey King is amazed at how Vegeta's strength can improve so quickly.
Super Saiyan form! Sun Wukong has turned into a Super Saiyan form before the words are finished, and his whole body is glowing with the luster of local gold.
"Super Saiyan..."
Vegeta fell to the ground and looked angrily at Monkey King who had transformed into Super Saiyan form, roaring inwardly.