After arriving in the Dragon Ball world as a zombie of the Pangu clan, Lin Yun feels a lot of pressure, especially after seeing Sun Wukong turn into a Super Saiyan 1 and challenge him every chance he gets.
Lin Yun shakes his head and silently activates one stage of his Pangu zombie transformation, then calmly beats Sun Wukong until he's unable to care for himself.
Lin Yun is happy to be in the Dragon Ball world. There are so many powerful fighters here. I wonder what their blood tastes like?
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Regardless of whether anyone reads it or not, I will definitely finish this book! It can be regarded as an explanation for my previous efforts...
No more updates, please give me an accurate answer.
The novel you wrote is too hellish. Killing it doesn't matter, but eating it is almost impossible as long as it is a normal person with a normal mentality and can speak to such an intelligent creature. It is almost the same as a human being except for its appearance. And how can you say that it is also one of Wukong's companions? This seems too hellish. Goku ate his own fault. Should he also eat Beerus? And Broly's girlfriend is also an alien, so she can still eat it.
It's not afraid of sunlight, doesn't suck blood, and can turn into a human. Is this still a zombie? Author, are you writing about zombies? You are writing nonsense. I write when I don't understand anything, and I write fantasy in exchange for zombies. Damn you, you are so stupid
People from several parallel worlds are here, and there can be no more chaos. Bad review!!!
I have finally finished writing the story, and finally there is no eunuch. For those who like this book, thank you very much. Without further ado, I wish you all the best!
Commentary on Chapter 118: Bulma's Trance in "Dragon Ball: Pangu Zombies" written by Shaggy Bracken.
What is your mother writing about? Blue eyes for a while! It will turn into a black eye soon
I can't accept Immortal Turtle as my master, but I'm still expressionless the whole time. I'm so embarrassed, eat and shit.
Drifting by, burning paper, lighting wax, lighting incense, but nothing happened. Pour wine, pay tribute, set off cannons, smash monuments, but no response. Digging graves, digging graves, opening coffins, whipping corpses, and having no temper. Set fire, burn the body, file the bones, raise the ashes, and try again. Setting up the table, drawing talismans, performing martial arts, thundering, and no deceitful corpses. The magic bell, the wooden sword, the villain, recite the incantation, and then summon the soul. Crying, crying, wailing, beating the ground **The author is dead, and the poor man has no way to save himself.