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Chapter Five Hundred and Thirty-Eight Where Is The Confident And Rejoicing Hair?(2/4)

Is it because Han Donglai is about to die?

It is absolutely impossible... There must be something they don't know about.

Things that can be favored by the Immortal Lord of the King are naturally precious.

Even Wei Chi had to notify the top leaders of the Death Black Hole at this moment.

Xinghai Company, the Great Universe Commercial Bank, the Xinghe Shen Court.

There are also many second- and third-rate small forces, all of whom are active when they hear the news.

After they issued the notice, they stared at the center of the battlefield.

They also want to know what happened in the end.

"There is no hope... the king-level is the supreme existence of the galaxy with just one thought! Even the king of a divine dynasty may not be qualified to be king!"

In the Great Universe Business, Mo Liu shook his head.

He believed that Su Fu could block it. Although this kid mastered the strange power, he defeated Han Donglai.

However, when facing the strength of the king-level, unless it is also the king-level or even stronger power, how can you win?

Mo Liu didn't believe that Su Fu could win.

...

Bang!

Bald Su Fu's body was full of golden light, colliding with this palm.

That feeling was like the whole sky was falling.

With one punch, the invisible golden ripples spread out in scattered and spread to the entire palm at a speed that exceeded the speed of light!

A palm of a king-level person caused the collapse of the world.

At the edge of the palm, countless cracks in space emerged.

The starry sky collapsed, and some small stars were directly swallowed and torn to pieces by the collapsed cracks.

Rumble!

A terrifying explosion suddenly occurred.

The explosion spread throughout the solar system.

The palms were still, as if they were blocked by some force.

Afterward!

A golden light suddenly appeared.

It seemed to turn into a golden dragon, piercing through the palm.

A puff.

A drop of blood is in full bloom.

That is the blood of the king-level title.

This drop of blood seemed to contain terrifying power that compressed the entire galaxy.

It seems to be crushing forever!

Of course, there is only one drop of blood.

The king-level palm was pierced, and a golden light suddenly appeared, maintaining the punching posture, tearing the palm apart!

The palm that poked out of the crack suddenly shrank back!

A sense of anger shook out from the crack and kept spreading.

All living beings in the Milky Way are trembling and fearing.

The golden bald head Su Fu floated in the air.

His fist fell and he remained silent.

An unwilling roar came from the crack, and the connection established by the contract dream pattern was gradually wiped out under this palm.

The king-level position cannot continue to attack across billions of light-year distances.

If you want to take action, unless you arrive in person.

However, billions of light years, even for the king-level strongman, it takes many years to fly.

This kind of distant distance is far from something that can be solved by teleportation.

If you can borrow the Dream Pattern Movement Array in the Universe Dream Ruins, but in the real universe, there is no way.

Because the universe is too vast.

Rumble!

The energy that enveloped every corner of the solar system began to shrink and dissipate.

The pressure that was so depressing that it made people breathless dissipated.

The palm of the king-level immortal lord was knocked back.

Only a heavy drop of red blood like stars was left behind.

There is a small universe in the blood.

There is a dead silence between heaven and earth.

Only the figure with golden light was left, breathing slightly above the sky.

Xiaomeng raised her head.

Then, he withdrew his gaze.

His eyes fell on Han Donglai, and he continued to activate the dream pattern and began to swallow...

This time, there is no barrier to the contract dream pattern.

Han Donglai's soul was dissipated little by little, distorted little by little.

No one heard the silent howl.

When the last bit of soul fragments are swallowed...

Han Donglai had only his body left and fell to the ground.

An immortal master, a first-class dream pattern master with a noble status...

Just like that, he fell.

Xiao Meng was extremely embarrassed by force.

Han Donglai was forced to do so.

die.

Xiao Meng opened her eyes and swallowed the power of an immortal master. For her now, she was not replenished.

His eyes were extremely bright, and his whole body seemed to be bursting with energy.

The strong sleepiness invaded, making Xiaomeng almost fall asleep.

If it weren't for the strong will that supported her, she would probably not be able to hold on at all and fell asleep directly.

The silence around is heard.

I don’t know if it was scared by being repelled by the king level.

It was still scared that the death of the immortal master Han Donglai was shocked.

No matter what happens, it will be enough to cause a huge storm!

Xiaomeng is drowsy.

She didn't know what the meaning of the Immortal Lord of the King's Level was...

No matter how strong she is in her previous life, she is still at the venerable level. How could she be targeted by the King-level?

Or is there a supreme treasure among the things you left behind?

There is such a treasure... How could Xiao Meng not know about it?

There are so many weird things to explore here.

A figure fell down rapidly.

Dong...

The little purple dragon rang and steadily caught the body.

It is Su Fu's body.

Bald, no eyebrows Su Fu...

When Xiao Meng saw Su Fu's appearance, her smile burst out, suppressing her sleepiness.
To be continued...
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