The arrogance surrounding Broly flowed into Qianhe's body along Qianhe's palm.

The muscles on Broly's body also shrunk circle after circle at a speed visible to the naked eye, and soon returned to his original appearance.

Qian He extracted a small part of Broly's flesh and blood tissue and started sucking it again, sucking Broly into a mummy after a while.

Sensing the energy in his body, Qianhe nodded in satisfaction, and then completely destroyed Broly's body.

Qianhe flew up from the pit, he healed the injured Wukong and others first, and then said to Buma,

"It's over, let's go back."

Boulma nodded blankly, she walked to Qian He's side, and then the two disappeared in place.

After the two left, Vegeta suddenly pounced vigorously, and then squirmed like a caterpillar towards the big pit where Broly was just now.

When he approached the edge of the pit and looked inside, what he saw was the black humanoid mark left by Broly at the bottom of the pit.

Seeing this scene, he murmured,

"Is that how the Super Saiyan died?"

Vegeta has always regarded Super Saiyan as his spiritual belief, but this belief was so easily obliterated by Qianhe today, which made him a little unacceptable for a while.

Wukong and Piccolo also came to the edge of the pit, looking down silently.

Although Broly's performance in the battle just now was a little bit down, but the breath of the Super Tournament really shocked them present.

As far as today's experience is concerned, the few people present are afraid that they will not be able to sleep.

Qian He had brought Boulma back to the laboratory, he took out the flesh and blood tissue from Broly's body and placed it on the laboratory table, extracting his cells.

The emerald green shimmer of these cells can be seen through the computer screen.

Buma exclaimed beside him,

"It's amazingly active. Isn't he a Saiyan like Vegeta? Why is there such a big gap?"

Qian He smiled slightly and said,

"Some people are born to be the pride of heaven, while others are mediocre like a dog's tail grass. You should be very clear about this. Your IQ is not comparable to that of ordinary people."

These words are by no means Qian He's flattery to Boulma deliberately, he is expressing his feelings.

Who would have thought that a girl who was only 16 years old would have invented Dragon Ball Radar, and most people in this age group have not finished high school yet.

Moreover, Boulma later built a time machine, which was built in the era of shortage of materials. This kind of achievement is quite explosive no matter where it is placed.

On the contrary, Bulma was a little embarrassed by Qianhe's sudden praise, she pretended not to care and said,

"Oh, I'm not like what you said, haha~"

Qian He shook his head, stared at her seriously and said,

"I'm not exaggerating. You are indeed a genius among geniuses. I have no doubts about that."

After finishing speaking, Qian He turned her head to study the Broly cells on the stage, leaving Boulma alone in a daze.

What Qian He said just now deeply touched her heart. It is not that no one has praised her for this since she was a child, but only Qian He's this time made her feel extremely satisfied.

She was wondering why, was she complacent about being praised by the gods?

Boulma couldn't help but change Qianhe's image to Piccolo's, and as a result, a layer of cold sweat appeared on her head.

While she was in a daze, Qianhe had already implanted Broly's cells into her chest, and the cells were phagocytized and transformed as soon as they entered the body, and the blood power belonging to Chuanchao began to integrate into his body.

boom!

The floor of the laboratory cracked suddenly, which startled Bulma who was still in a daze. She said in shock,

"What's wrong!? Qianhe??"

I saw that Qianhe's snow-white long hair was all fluttering at this moment, dyed with a faint emerald green light, just like Broly at that time.

A circle of emerald green flames emerged from around Qianhe's body, but it was not in the jet-like shape of Broly, this flame was burning like a flame.

The berserk aura belonging to Super Saiyan mixed with Qianhe's unique divine aura, achieving a strange balance.

A loose white robe appeared on Qianhe's body, the pair of iconic horns of the Datongmu clan grew out of his head, and the golden God of Poway appeared behind him.

Qianhe's eyes have been transformed into golden wheel eyes, and now they are his strongest form, the god of Otsutsuki.

The coercion from the gods emanated from this small laboratory and shrouded the entire earth.

This kind of coercion was far beyond what Boulma could bear as an ordinary person. Even though Qianhe tried her best to control it, it was inevitable that Boulma was severely injured.

She spat out a mouthful of blood with a wow, and fell limply to the ground.

Qian He wanted to save him, but now it was really difficult for him to control the surging power in his body. He didn't expect Chuan Chao's blood power to reach such a level.

He closed his eyes, trying to calm down the violent force in his body.

Gradually, the white robe on his upper body parted from the middle, exposing his chest, and it began to be gathered again and again. The originally loose white robe finally became a style similar to a tight-fitting windbreaker.

He also retracted all the flames into his body, and the horns disappeared again. He let out a breath slowly, and the suffocating pressure finally dissipated.

He didn't care about the changes in his body anymore, he hurried to help Bulma up when he was lying on the ground, and gave her a stream of yang escape chakra, which made her pale face turn rosy again.

After recovering, Boulma patted his chest with lingering fear and said,

"It's really scary, Qianhe, is that what you are?"

"Well, I'm really sorry, I was a little too anxious, I didn't expect the power to get out of control."

"Don't worry, I'm fine. By the way, your appearance just now is really majestic. That's what a god should look like! I have to thank you for opening my eyes!"

Boulma smiled and poked Qianhe's chest with his fingers. Qianhe was also relieved to see her like this. He was really afraid that Boulma would be frightened, and that would be a big mistake.

However, both of them didn't realize how ambiguous their posture was at this moment, Qianhe squatted halfway on the ground, and Boulma was lying in his arms with a smile on her face.

An unbelievable cry sounded from the door of the laboratory,

"What are you two doing!?"

Buma was startled by this sound, and almost rolled down from Qianhe's arms. She looked towards the door of the laboratory and saw Yamucha with a livid face.

For some reason, Boulma always felt that the color on the head of Yamu tea was a bit weird...

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