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Compared to just now, Su Zhentian's strength was much stronger than King Doro. The hidden power of the light waves that King Doro had just fired were transformed into light energy by him, and then he took it all into it. In addition, the magic bottle was broken, and the main god who originally protected King Doro had been disillusioned. At this time, he not only did not have the protection of the main god, but his strength was even more conceivable.
Facing this half-brother, Su Zhentian's mood was actually contradictory. After all, they were related by blood, and he had always sympathized with him since he knew his existence. After all, since he was young, he had not received any love from his father. However, he was also the original evil that had caused him to separate his flesh and blood for hundreds of years. If it weren't for his willpower, if it weren't for God's love, if Su Zhihao had no help from noble people, the family of three would have been wiped out long ago. What's more, behind him, there was the safety of the entire Illusion Clan, which was not trivial.
Keep him, trap him in the demon clan, and make him unable to go out forever. He wanted to do this, but he had to consider Su Zhihao. This risk was too great. It was extremely unfavorable to Su Zhihao and the Illusion Clan. If he didn't keep him, he felt a little sad. After all, the two of them had blood relationships, and he could not do so ruthlessly like him.
King Doro tried his best, and a palm wind had already arrived in front of Su Zhentian. He looked at King Doro who was getting closer and closer to him, and looked at him with a steady look, without hiding or fighting back. He was betting, he was thinking about flesh and blood affection, and even now, he couldn't bear to kill King Doro. But if...
Bang, Su Zhentian did not move. King Doro's palm wind was merciless. The Lingli palm wind had no room for anything, so he directly hit Su Zhentian's chest. Su Zhentian did not fight back, but all his internal strength was concentrated in the Dantian at this time. King Doro seemed to have not expected that Su Zhentian not only did not fight back, but also stood here and let him hit. When a palm was slapping, he had a smile on his face, and his heart was happy at this moment.
I felt that Su Zhentian would be injured by his palm. However, what he didn't expect was that his palm did not hurt Su Zhentian. Instead, when his palm hit him, a powerful internal force tilted out of Su Zhentian's body and counterattacked back from his hand. When he felt the force counterattacking his body, it was too late to react. I saw that with a puff, a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.
Before the smile on the corner of his mouth could be retracted, he had already lost his strength. As the mouth of blood spurted out, his whole body seemed to be drained in an instant, and his whole body lost its strength and fell directly to the ground. He never expected that the final result would be like this.
"No, impossible, impossible." He fell to the ground and remembered. But his physical condition at this time could no longer allow him to do so. He seemed to be unwilling to give up, and remembered that there was still a pill on his body, and he took him out of his arms with trembling hands. Until this moment, he still did not miss any opportunity.
Su Zhentian stood in front of him calmly without moving. He watched King Doro take out the pill from his arms, and then watched him feed the pill into his mouth. At this moment, he felt indescribable. He still wanted to let him go deep in his heart, but facing his determination and the toughness that killed him, he was helpless.
As the pill was taken in, King Doro only felt that the power lost in his body was slowly concentrating. He knew in his heart that this pill was of no use to him now. However, it could not cure internal injuries, but could allow his internal strength to gather again. In the current situation, it is better than not. Even at the last moment, he was full of energy and wanted to turn defeat into victory. In this life, he had lost too much, and the person in front of him was his blocking stone, and he would not let him go.
He took the pill and tried his best to get up again. But at this time, would Su Zhentian give him a chance? Of course not. He looked at him and did not walk towards him. Instead, he took a step back and closed his eyes. The most powerful skill of the Illusion Clan is illusion. In the sense of being born with the same root, Su Zhentian wanted to keep the last bit of face for King Doro. He sat down, regardless of King Doro's body, which was standing up and trying to advance to attack, silently transformed into a world.
Yes, he wants to transform into a world and satisfy his wishes in this life at the last moment of King Doro's life.
King Doro stood up and ran towards Su Zhentian. Suddenly, a large sea of ​​ice appeared in front of him, and he could not cross the sea of ​​ice at all. The sea of ​​ice slowly became bigger, and slowly, the sea of ​​ice spread out directly, and in front of him, it turned into an ice path. This ice path made him think of the first time he entered the Huan City. No, this is not just an ice path. What is the Huan City in front of him?
He couldn't help but feel a little unbelievable and rubbed his eyes. When he opened his eyes again, the image in front of him still did not change. The long ice path in front of him was the palace of the Fantasy City.
No? How could he get here? The Fantasy City has been hidden by him at the bottom of the crystal ball. How could it appear in front of him again? Could it be that the Fantasy Clan has been resembled by Su Zhentian? No, he is not dead yet, and Su Zhentian has no way to unseal it.
However, the image in front of him was very real. He didn't believe it in his heart, but in his actions, he followed his consciousness and moved forward directly.
In front of him was a white palace, with soldiers standing like statues standing on both sides of the palace. The soldiers seemed to have not seen him, and he walked past them and walked into the palace.
Following that faint impression, he walked into the palace, looked at the 108 lions, and once again felt their spectacle and majesty. His hands, his head, and his feelings were so real that he had to wonder whether he had returned to the morning hundreds of years ago and his first entry into the fantasy city.
Chapter completed!
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